<?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-20603117</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:42:55.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vile Little Dungbeetle</title><subtitle type='html'>Quite.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-4514728074457883388</id><published>2009-11-15T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:31:57.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh sod it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 12 months to the day, as if it's been timed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well look how far we've come and gone. So who's up for a game of 12 months?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-4514728074457883388?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4514728074457883388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=4514728074457883388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4514728074457883388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4514728074457883388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-sod-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-8020665776247852804</id><published>2008-11-15T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:45:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Resumption of Talks</title><content type='html'>So we've left but we're still here. How things change. Don't get used to it. 2 years 10 months is being realistic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-8020665776247852804?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8020665776247852804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=8020665776247852804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8020665776247852804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8020665776247852804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2008/11/resumption-of-talks.html' title='A Resumption of Talks'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-8431530612054625234</id><published>2008-05-14T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:40:33.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giraffes are the gayest in the zoo</title><content type='html'>The topic today is Sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the word sandwich comes to us from the Sandwich Islands. When Captain James Cook pulled into the Sandwich Islands to pick up supplies, the islanders offered him pork served between 2 slices of breadfruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took a supply of this back to his ship and personally prepared his crew's dinner - and that's how we get the word "to cook".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unbelievable truths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-8431530612054625234?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8431530612054625234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=8431530612054625234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8431530612054625234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8431530612054625234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2008/05/giraffes-are-gayest-in-zoo.html' title='Giraffes are the gayest in the zoo'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-7708471606880159620</id><published>2008-01-13T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:29:06.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asterix, Obelix &amp; Vital Statistix</title><content type='html'>Vital definitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megawatt  -  I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigawatt    -  I really don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- KIPPERS: Kid in parent's pocket eroding retirement savings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-7708471606880159620?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7708471606880159620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=7708471606880159620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7708471606880159620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7708471606880159620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2008/01/megawatt-i-dont-know-gigawatt-i-really.html' title='Asterix, Obelix &amp; Vital Statistix'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3287200977142950173</id><published>2007-12-23T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:43:07.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red White &amp; Green</title><content type='html'>He had a broad face and a round little belly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was chubby and plump, a right jolly elf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on long winter nights, he would play with himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A poetic description of Father Christmas, ISIHAC, adapted from Clement Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3287200977142950173?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3287200977142950173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3287200977142950173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3287200977142950173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3287200977142950173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/12/red-white-green.html' title='Red White &amp; Green'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-7836457868665532301</id><published>2007-12-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:46:37.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bienvenido</title><content type='html'>Since 2002, Manchester has been home to the Nothern Imperial War Museum at Salford Quays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer they presented an exhibition of camouflage techniques and were proud to report that over 2000 people a week failed to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyttelton.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-7836457868665532301?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7836457868665532301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=7836457868665532301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7836457868665532301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7836457868665532301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/12/bienvenido.html' title='Bienvenido'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-9194438602528836857</id><published>2007-11-10T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T01:44:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Morals</title><content type='html'>An abstruse chestnut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being totally flummoxed by a snowflake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghastly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-9194438602528836857?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/9194438602528836857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=9194438602528836857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/9194438602528836857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/9194438602528836857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-morals.html' title='No Morals'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-1129834201518524931</id><published>2007-10-28T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:21:13.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chaucer. The saucy saucer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1129834201518524931?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1129834201518524931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1129834201518524931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1129834201518524931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1129834201518524931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/10/chaucer.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-4928059148883613362</id><published>2007-10-18T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T19:45:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nintendo, Wii</title><content type='html'>and viv goes: "I love my Wee..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-4928059148883613362?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4928059148883613362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=4928059148883613362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4928059148883613362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4928059148883613362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/10/nintendo-wii.html' title='Nintendo, Wii'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3664337055889439978</id><published>2007-10-14T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:46:00.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe I'm being pursued by a monk. On horseback. From outerspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of a labour-saving device? Like a dishwasher. Dishwashers wash tedious dishes for you thus saving you the bother of washing them yourself. Video recorders watch tedious television for you leaving you free to listen to the radio or otherwise enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the absence of a video recorder, I can take over the tedious business of watching your televsion. I am an electric monk. Electric monks are labour saving devices, we save you the onerous task of believing all the million tiny things that you are daily called upon to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Douglas Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3664337055889439978?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3664337055889439978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3664337055889439978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3664337055889439978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3664337055889439978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-believe-im-being-pursued-by-monk.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-1773993554262658600</id><published>2007-10-07T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T20:15:01.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Sword swallowers should not swallow swords if they have a sore throat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- At the Ig Nobel Prize ceremony (created by the Annals of Improbable Research (AIR))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1773993554262658600?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1773993554262658600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1773993554262658600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1773993554262658600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1773993554262658600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/10/sword-swallowers-should-not-swallow.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3254690568468426495</id><published>2007-09-26T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:47:34.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To allay all suspicion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o76WQzVJ434"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o76WQzVJ434" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3254690568468426495?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3254690568468426495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3254690568468426495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3254690568468426495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3254690568468426495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-allay-all-suspicion.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-4653014808033647420</id><published>2007-09-24T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:11:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vi420IeofNc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vi420IeofNc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time for us, some day there'll be &lt;br /&gt;When chains are torn by courage born of a love that's free &lt;br /&gt;A time when dreams so long denied can flourish &lt;br /&gt;As we unveil the love we now must hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time for us, at last to see &lt;br /&gt;A life worthwhile for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with our love, through tears and thorns &lt;br /&gt;We will endure as we pass surely through every storm &lt;br /&gt;A time for us, some day there'll be a new world &lt;br /&gt;A world of shining hope for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time for us, at last to see &lt;br /&gt;A life worthwhile for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with our love, through tears and thorns &lt;br /&gt;We will endure as we pass surely through every storm &lt;br /&gt;A time for us, some day there'll be a new world &lt;br /&gt;A world of shining hope for you and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-4653014808033647420?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4653014808033647420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-1358105919496687263</id><published>2007-09-01T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:59:23.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogers and Hammerstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hello young lovers, whoever you are,&lt;br /&gt;I hope your troubles are few.&lt;br /&gt;All my good wishes go with you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Be brave, young lovers,&lt;br /&gt;and follow your star,&lt;br /&gt;Be brave and faithful and true,&lt;br /&gt;Cling very close to each other tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in love like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know how it feels to have wings on your heels,&lt;br /&gt;And to fly down the street in a trance.&lt;br /&gt;You fly down a street on the chance that you meet,&lt;br /&gt;And you meet - not really by chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because I'm alone;&lt;br /&gt;All of my memories are happy tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own, like yours -&lt;br /&gt;I've had a love of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Anna Leonowens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1358105919496687263?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1358105919496687263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1358105919496687263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1358105919496687263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1358105919496687263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/09/rogers-and-hammerstein.html' title='Rogers and Hammerstein'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-2223146233879861107</id><published>2007-08-22T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:16:13.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wandered off the deep end a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I realise suddenly that it's almost Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-2223146233879861107?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2223146233879861107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gaping hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fill yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-782397599669115646?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/782397599669115646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=782397599669115646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/782397599669115646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/782397599669115646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/07/gaping-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-2832684619494911520</id><published>2007-07-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T00:01:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 July 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Contentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-2832684619494911520?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2832684619494911520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=2832684619494911520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2832684619494911520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2832684619494911520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/07/sadness-uncertainty-contentment-hope.html' title='23 July 2007'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3153837616047906113</id><published>2007-07-12T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:02:43.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Wimbledon is the birth place of Samuel Cunard of Shipping Line fame. Cunard left school at the age of twelve but could find no work. Finding an abandoned rowing boat on the Thames of mort lake, he repaired it and began ferrying passengers across for a penny a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;With the cash he bought more rowing boats and patched them up, until after seventeen years of tirelessly repairing and rowing fourteen hours a day, Cunard’s rich uncle died and left him a shipping line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Humphrey Lyttleton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3153837616047906113?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3153837616047906113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3153837616047906113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3153837616047906113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3153837616047906113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/07/wimbledon-is-birth-place-of-samuel.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-2441873712455297822</id><published>2007-07-12T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:01:44.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In 1985 Boris Becker created a record when he became the first unseeded player to win the men’s title. Becker’s last match was in 1999 when he was again unseeded, this time by a Russian model in a broom cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-2441873712455297822?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2441873712455297822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=2441873712455297822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2441873712455297822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2441873712455297822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-1985-boris-becker-created-record.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3065505532164743050</id><published>2007-07-05T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T14:33:45.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Women really shouldn't just write men off simply as being superficial bastards. That would be unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of men around who are shallow, stingy, smelly, and selfish, as well as simple and superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lot of S -ess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3065505532164743050?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3065505532164743050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3065505532164743050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3065505532164743050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3065505532164743050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/07/women-really-shouldnt-just-write-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-4480326967146706046</id><published>2007-06-27T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:52:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Generally speaking, the people one meets in life can be broadly categorized into 4 classes. There are good looking people who don't look so good from a distance; some who appear attractive from a distance but are disappointing close-up; some others are pretty average no matter the distance. The last category is for the undead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yet another rather curious incident occurred the other day involving a space agency, some scientists and breathing apparatus. It seems they were going to try to find life by sticking a probe up Uranus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-4480326967146706046?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4480326967146706046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=4480326967146706046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4480326967146706046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4480326967146706046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/06/generally-speaking-people-one-meets-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-5345389682977910974</id><published>2007-06-25T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:30:36.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-ZnPE3G_YY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-ZnPE3G_YY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-5345389682977910974?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5345389682977910974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=5345389682977910974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/5345389682977910974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/5345389682977910974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-1401938125965663119</id><published>2007-06-21T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:16:36.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;One means two and three means four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;No means yes and yes means more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fucking meths. What maths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1401938125965663119?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1401938125965663119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1401938125965663119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1401938125965663119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1401938125965663119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-means-two-and-three-means-four-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-7066538170769098129</id><published>2007-06-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:07:36.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To see the world in a grain of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And heaven in a wild flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And eternity in an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- William Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-7066538170769098129?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7066538170769098129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=7066538170769098129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7066538170769098129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7066538170769098129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-5170208512164218235</id><published>2007-06-14T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:09:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiI9vPy2rTQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiI9vPy2rTQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-5170208512164218235?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/5170208512164218235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=5170208512164218235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/5170208512164218235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/5170208512164218235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-8856971895925145376</id><published>2007-05-31T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:27:18.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oei Twat, I Disrespect you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So here I am doing my best to disrespect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's not terrible fun playing 'Simon-says' this millennia, the new one is called 'Singer-with-a-speech-impediment-said'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So let's play that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Singer-with-a-speech-impediment-said, or rather, tried to sing: "...when we're dancing chin to chin...". Turns out, that's a lot harder to do than dancing cheek to cheek, which also just happens to be a trifle more romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-8856971895925145376?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8856971895925145376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=8856971895925145376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8856971895925145376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8856971895925145376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/05/oei-twat-i-disrespect-you.html' title='Oei Twat, I Disrespect you'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-2745007312293571801</id><published>2007-05-21T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:27:54.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In life, always take the time to sniff the roses and peer at these lovely demotivators &lt;a href="http://despair.com/viewall.html"&gt;http://despair.com/viewall.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://despair.com/viewall.html."&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If someone you know wants to jump of a really tall building to meet the rush hour traffic head-on but hasn't yet quite decided, this might be the ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066986819653699954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGNqpsLiXI/AAAAAAAAACc/UovzrmWso7Q/s400/motivation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984332867635314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLZ5sLiHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1P7I1KY2LHg/s400/losing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985372249721122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMWZsLiSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BeoQmjN14hQ/s400/ineptitude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMSZsLiRI/AAAAAAAAABs/LuJSgbmxuF0/s1600-h/discovery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985303530244370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMSZsLiRI/AAAAAAAAABs/LuJSgbmxuF0/s400/discovery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMOZsLiQI/AAAAAAAAABk/PpdtbwOQd98/s1600-h/despair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985234810767618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMOZsLiQI/AAAAAAAAABk/PpdtbwOQd98/s400/despair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066991685851646370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGSF5sLiaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dQAgEfkhc6c/s400/delusions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL9psLiNI/AAAAAAAAABM/AQ-DEhc-NEU/s1600-h/defeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984947047958738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL9psLiNI/AAAAAAAAABM/AQ-DEhc-NEU/s400/defeat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL55sLiMI/AAAAAAAAABE/aRTSw04Qmuw/s1600-h/daretoslack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984882623449282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL55sLiMI/AAAAAAAAABE/aRTSw04Qmuw/s400/daretoslack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL2ZsLiLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3DfvJ3MeU14/s1600-h/cluelessness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984822493907122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGL2ZsLiLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3DfvJ3MeU14/s400/cluelessness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLyZsLiKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XjYrcfMbUHA/s1600-h/changew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984753774430370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLyZsLiKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XjYrcfMbUHA/s400/changew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLupsLiJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c9h9a0ixns4/s1600-h/blame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984689349920914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLupsLiJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c9h9a0ixns4/s400/blame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLp5sLiII/AAAAAAAAAAk/iRPTwbVB18M/s1600-h/adversity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066984607745542274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGLp5sLiII/AAAAAAAAAAk/iRPTwbVB18M/s400/adversity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985642832660834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMmJsLiWI/AAAAAAAAACU/Q2azpXnTdgQ/s400/wishes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066985582703118674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGMipsLiVI/AAAAAAAAACM/wDFbjiFHVg0/s400/stupidity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066989022971922818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGPq5sLiYI/AAAAAAAAACk/qLnqZu8hDRo/s400/inspiration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066991239175047570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGRr5sLiZI/AAAAAAAAACs/iU4hUdljWig/s400/indifference.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-2745007312293571801?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2745007312293571801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=2745007312293571801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2745007312293571801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2745007312293571801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-life-always-take-time-to-sniff-roses.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RlGNqpsLiXI/AAAAAAAAACc/UovzrmWso7Q/s72-c/motivation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-6819210813200176925</id><published>2007-05-19T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T01:17:50.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;At the end of the day, it wasn't about the food nor the entertainment. It was about being there - a last chance, a gathering, a goodbye and farewell. Now, all are starting from a common platform, a shared background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;From this stage we will launch ourselves in different directions. A fleeting moment was when our paths merged, now standing at the crossroads in the journey of life. A brief glance backward, a quick confirmation, a wave, a hug...and a promise to stay in touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To all who read this: leave a shoutout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-6819210813200176925?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6819210813200176925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=6819210813200176925&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6819210813200176925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6819210813200176925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/05/at-end-of-day-it-wasnt-about-food-nor.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-7078454922431227316</id><published>2007-05-17T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:39:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The silliest questions are often posed by young children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Here is a rather tricky question to have a go at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Why did my cat die?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well your cat didn't exactly die, it went to live with Jesus who has a small flat under the compost heap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jeremy Hardy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-7078454922431227316?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/7078454922431227316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=7078454922431227316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7078454922431227316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/7078454922431227316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/05/silliest-questions-are-often-posed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-3403208023424761403</id><published>2007-05-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T00:29:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Samantha is off on a dinner date with a gentleman friend from Moscow who has brought over a variety of caviar and a rare vodka based aperitif. She says he's going to offer her food in his hotel room and then liquer out on the balcony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-3403208023424761403?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/3403208023424761403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=3403208023424761403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3403208023424761403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/3403208023424761403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/05/samantha-is-off-on-dinner-date-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-1678646174129333628</id><published>2007-04-30T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:39:41.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrivideci</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sunrise, sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A beautiful day, a beautiful smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My day is complete, this chapter of my life is closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Thanks for all the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It is accomplished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1678646174129333628?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1678646174129333628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1678646174129333628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1678646174129333628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1678646174129333628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/04/arrivideci.html' title='Arrivideci'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-4827067650399934032</id><published>2007-04-21T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:32:40.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Collin was telling us earlier that he recently performed Mozart’s Horn Concertos in A &amp;amp; E until he was assaulted by one of the patients. At least he was handily placed to have his trumpet surgically removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-4827067650399934032?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4827067650399934032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=4827067650399934032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4827067650399934032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4827067650399934032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/04/collin-was-telling-us-earlier-that-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-536053607270032484</id><published>2007-04-14T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:24:06.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Creeps in this petty pace from day to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To the last syllable of recorded time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Out, out, brief candle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Life's but a walking shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And then is heard no more: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It is a tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Signifying nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-536053607270032484?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/536053607270032484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=536053607270032484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/536053607270032484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/536053607270032484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/04/tomorrow-and-tomorrow-and-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-6232073471256548661</id><published>2007-04-12T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T03:14:11.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;gasolina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;boriqua morena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;domincano columbiano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;boriqua morena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cubano mexicano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-6232073471256548661?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6232073471256548661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=6232073471256548661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6232073471256548661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6232073471256548661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/04/gasolina-boriqua-morena-domincano.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-6006857481809127540</id><published>2007-04-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T21:56:27.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Said he: "I know karate, if you attack me, I will block." followed by infidel hand gesture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Shake your zingy zang, show 'em where you're at. And smack that all on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"I know karate, if you attack, I will run away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-6006857481809127540?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/6006857481809127540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=6006857481809127540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6006857481809127540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/6006857481809127540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/04/said-he-i-know-karate-if-you-attack-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-2081759507117096385</id><published>2007-03-20T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:01:18.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All right, chairs. For Millennia all we've used chairs for is sitting on. But that is simply because their shape lends itself to such a function. Originally, chairs were invented by neolithic man to keep lions at bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Chairs are in fact the only thing that lions are scared of, as anyone who's visited a circus knows. In many respects, chairs are the natural predators of lions. That's why you never see lions in Ikea. Of course it's not all furniture they're scared of, they love wardrobes, often at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-2081759507117096385?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/2081759507117096385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=2081759507117096385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2081759507117096385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/2081759507117096385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-right-chairs.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-521645660202493766</id><published>2007-03-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:55:48.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Alexander Fleming is famous for discovering penicilin. It was discovered by accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Famous story this: Fleming was working late one night in his laboratory when he knocked over a vial of liquid all over his workbench. Next day he returned and there was mold everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Being of a scientific and inquisitive nature, he tried a bit of the mold became incredibly ill, had to go to his doctor who prescribed him penicilin. And that's how he discovered penicilin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-521645660202493766?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/521645660202493766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=521645660202493766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/521645660202493766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/521645660202493766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/03/alexander-fleming-is-famous-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-4466860574232637058</id><published>2007-03-12T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:27:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RfQ9EZJNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGysDxkoRZA/s1600-h/menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040721028612728514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RfQ9EZJNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGysDxkoRZA/s400/menu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20603117-4466860574232637058?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/4466860574232637058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=4466860574232637058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4466860574232637058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/4466860574232637058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/03/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2pwqUdLRD78/RfQ9EZJNpsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uGysDxkoRZA/s72-c/menu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-1735494618263995153</id><published>2007-03-07T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:29:29.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Vulgarity and insult in South America. In one tribe to cause a maximum offence, all you have to do is merely to suggest to your interlocuter that their momma be sooo fat, that da bitch would not be allowed on a donkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's particularly offensive to these people - they have big donkeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-1735494618263995153?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/1735494618263995153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=1735494618263995153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1735494618263995153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/1735494618263995153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/03/vulgarity-and-insult-in-south-america.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-8987935960285445051</id><published>2007-02-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:51:50.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;heels/t-top/eyes/a smile/a moment/attraction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;spank her. spank her good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-8987935960285445051?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8987935960285445051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=8987935960285445051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8987935960285445051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8987935960285445051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/heelst-topeyesa-smilea-momentattraction.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-8416384436484821529</id><published>2007-02-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:00:08.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The 15th of February warrants a great deal more enthusiasm than The Road Less Travelled by Robert Frost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Our thoughts and wishes are with and for all of you, now and forevermore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've heard that the Chinese will be celebrating Lunar New Year soon. Let's get retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-8416384436484821529?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/8416384436484821529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=8416384436484821529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8416384436484821529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/8416384436484821529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/15th-of-february-warrants-great-deal.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-117137677384328903</id><published>2007-02-13T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:27:55.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The domain names of some websites need rethinking. For example, I came across a rather peculiar one yesterday for tours in korea: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fnckorea.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;www.fnckorea.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Whoever came up with this either couldn't spell, or had a terrific sense of humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117137677384328903?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117137677384328903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117137677384328903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117137677384328903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117137677384328903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/domain-names-of-some-websites-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-117121329966808719</id><published>2007-02-12T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:01:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is old but what the heck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"I may be fat, but you're ugly. And I can diet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117121329966808719?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117121329966808719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117121329966808719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117121329966808719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117121329966808719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-old-but-what-heck-i-may-be-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-117094724272074312</id><published>2007-02-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:08:17.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo quiero taco bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It takes nearly 58 seconds for a mid-sized anopheles mosquito to fall asleep in a 50ml falcon tube. That's a fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It takes over 2 minutes to wake the same mosquito. That is also a fact. Just like there are 9 million bicycles in Beijing. That's a fact. It's a thing we can't deny, according to Katie Melua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117094724272074312?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117094724272074312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117094724272074312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117094724272074312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117094724272074312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/yo-quiero-taco-bell.html' title='yo quiero taco bell'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-117094631340990039</id><published>2007-02-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T22:51:53.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so I'm spending a little time taking a peek at the lives of various dysfunctional people that I have met through the years. What a freakshow. That's one example that goes dead against Darwin's theory of natural selection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's just like: "The Chronicles of Narnia: The Witch, The Lion, and The Serious Wardrobe Malfunction."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117094631340990039?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117094631340990039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117094631340990039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117094631340990039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117094631340990039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/wear.html' title='wear'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-117060360021578962</id><published>2007-02-04T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:40:00.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are the result of the convergence of several dimensions. The physical parts of the human will be acquainted with 4 of them: x, y, z and time. The remaining dimensions are less obvious. The separation and/or inclusion of one or several of these other dimensions, in part or whole,  is postulated to be observed as the inconvenient phenomena known as death. A commonly used analogy of the dimensions, is that of many sheets of A4 paper (about 11) dreadfully close together along their planes. It is hypothesized that a stupendously large amount of energy will be required to bulge the plane of one of these A4 papers in order to touch the plane of an adjacent sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117060360021578962?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117060360021578962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117060360021578962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117060360021578962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117060360021578962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-are-result-of-convergence-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-117017816983144102</id><published>2007-01-31T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:29:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There is a level of one-upmanship in pools. First of all there is the issue of temperature. Your pool must be warmer than anyone else's. But to win this game you end up with something that's hot enough to boil a lobster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Then there's music. Moby must be piped into underwater speakers for reasons that I have yet to understand completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Let's not forget depth. A friend of mine recently installed a pool at his home on Hayling Island only to discover that it's impossible, when you're so close to the sea, to dig down more than 4 feet. He has ended up with a pool that has two shallow ends, connected in the middle with a shallow bit. You don't swim in it so much as stroll around looking like Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- loosely, TWATC,&lt;/span&gt; Clarkson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-117017816983144102?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/117017816983144102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=117017816983144102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117017816983144102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/117017816983144102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/01/hobbit.html' title='Hobbit'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116935550050417931</id><published>2007-01-21T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T13:03:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And so it begins, in all its incoherence, the morbid, fascinating spectacle that is the life and nature of man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116935550050417931?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116935550050417931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116935550050417931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116935550050417931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116935550050417931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/01/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116904373815741384</id><published>2007-01-17T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:22:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was horrified by the exchange between the pilots who hadn't heard which runway they were supposed to land on. "Oh just follow the bloke in front," said the captain to his young apprentice in the right-hand seat. Then we hit a flock of birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got 'em," said the captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- IKYGS, Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116904373815741384?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116904373815741384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116904373815741384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116904373815741384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116904373815741384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-horrified-by-exchange-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116689556174055097</id><published>2006-12-24T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:39:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Samantha is meeting a gentleman friend who she thinks is planning to buy her a spaniel. Samatha says she's not sure if he is going to get her a King Charles, or Cocker in the pet shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116689556174055097?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116689556174055097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116689556174055097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116689556174055097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116689556174055097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/12/samantha-is-meeting-gentleman-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116645469852823046</id><published>2006-12-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:13:27.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/charlatan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Now now. Don't believe everything you read. I'm really quite an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116645469852823046?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116645469852823046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116645469852823046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116645469852823046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116645469852823046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/12/bugger.html' title='Bugger'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-116577644842389615</id><published>2006-12-11T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:47:28.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;English is a subtle language and there are those who don’t fully appreciate its complexity. For example, many people don’t understand the difference between the words atrophy and emaciation. Well those of us who went to public school know that emaciation is the state of being abnormally thin due to a lack of nutrition or disease; whereas atrophy is what I won for the 50 meter sack race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-ISIHC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116577644842389615?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116577644842389615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116577644842389615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116577644842389615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116577644842389615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/12/english-is-subtle-language-and-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116563454636080304</id><published>2006-12-09T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T02:48:14.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Question: Is it just coincidence that my finger fits exactly into my nostril?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Answer: Natural selection could have played a factor if females in the Pleistocene period preferred mating with males that picked their noses. Or if males and females picked each other’s noses in a courtship ritual. If not then it probably is just a coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yes. Yes in fact it could be one of several coincidences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Question: What’s a good way to determine if an animal is dangerous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Answer: Poking it with a stick is generally considered the most effective method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There’s a monument somewhere for people who follow that advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;-ISIHC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116563454636080304?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116563454636080304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116563454636080304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116563454636080304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116563454636080304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/12/question-is-it-just-coincidence-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-116505567773984435</id><published>2006-12-02T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:34:37.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haute Mongrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Randomness is all at once both imitable and inimitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how the weather's always different yet still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I feel "miss".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116505567773984435?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116505567773984435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116505567773984435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116505567773984435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116505567773984435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/12/haute-mongrel.html' title='Haute Mongrel'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116377550216873644</id><published>2006-11-17T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:58:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If the Book of Genesis were written slightly differently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"In the beginning there was a cosmological expansion of space, time and matter from a gravitational singularity, that came as a bit of a surprise to God..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Graeme Garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116377550216873644?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116377550216873644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116377550216873644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116377550216873644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116377550216873644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-book-of-genesis-were-written.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116347005512568750</id><published>2006-11-14T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:11:01.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linford</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Did you realise that between Santa's 12finches and a horny rhinoceros, the lyrics to Diana King's 'Shy Guy' make absolutely no sense at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Watch your step - there could be more than one chicken in this tandoori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116347005512568750?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116347005512568750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116347005512568750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116347005512568750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116347005512568750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/11/linford.html' title='Linford'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116245858041501479</id><published>2006-11-02T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:10:42.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who says guys have it easy. A quick glance just at the restrictions imposed on guys' names is informative of the prejudices that run deep, against the unwanted Y chromosome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one's surname happens to be Peacock, one's son can't be named Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard tends to get abbreviated. Richard should not be found in a Hertz or a Rasch family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If however, Skok is the last name...just do what you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/1600/name.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116245858041501479?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116245858041501479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116245858041501479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116245858041501479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116245858041501479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/11/wrong-lane.html' title='Wrong Lane'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116238073296055962</id><published>2006-11-01T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:11:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Time is a curious thing. It changes people, it changes things. Think of the great Roman columns, built to stand for all ages and think of the ocean crashing against rocks, then think of handphones, mosquitoes and unripe bananas. All this suddenly now makes sense when I say think of deSSert at Fullerton. Choices we may make with certainty now. But the passage of time will test those decisions. When you finally come round to realise you've let go of something incredibly precious, kiss the rain and wait for the dawn to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, misquote me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116238073296055962?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116238073296055962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116238073296055962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116238073296055962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116238073296055962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/11/turn.html' title='Turn'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116200975210703872</id><published>2006-10-28T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:12:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dungbeetles occur on every continent except Antarctica</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dung beetle -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kheper aegyptiorum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ancient Egyptians revered the scarab (dung beetle). They credited it with keeping the earth revolving like a giant ball of dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much earlier than the Egyptians, 10, 000 to 20, 000 years ago, dung beetles were revered by Shamanic cultures, often as The Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Behaviour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There are three main types of dung beetles: the rollers, the tunnellers and the dwellers that live in the dung. &lt;em&gt;K. aegyptiorum&lt;/em&gt; is a roller - a strategy recognised as being evolutionarily the most advanced. They generally follow mammals by flying upwind towards the scent of dung. Their sense of smell is acute and their eyes are divided in half for ground vision and polarised light vision. Dung beetles are usually solitary apart from the short time they spend with their partners prior to mating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Reproduction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The rollers establish a pair bond. They usually meet in the dung pat. The male offers the female a giant-sized brood ball which if accepted, they roll away together, or with the female riding on the ball. During this time, other beetles often attempt to steel the ball. They find a soft place and bury the ball before mating - mostly underground. The male then leaves to find further partners. The female of this species makes a brood 'pear' or 'pears' and lays a single egg in each. She then coats the pear with an antiseptic mixture of dung, saliva and faeces to seal it in a case which hardens solid. Unusual in insects, this species exhibits the highest level of parental care seen in an insect. She stays with the ball and her grub for two months, cleaning it and removing its faeces, fungi and bacteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Additional notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Up to 16,000 dung beetles have been counted in one 1.5kg heap of elephant dung. One dung beetle can bury 250 times its own weight in a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/1600/dungbeetle2_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" height="90" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/320/dungbeetle2_sm.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/1600/dungbeetle3_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/320/dungbeetle3_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/wildfacts/factfiles/498.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/wildfacts/factfiles/498.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116200975210703872?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116200975210703872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116200975210703872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116200975210703872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116200975210703872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/10/dungbeetles-occur-on-every-continent.html' title='Dungbeetles occur on every continent except Antarctica'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116195220897092451</id><published>2006-10-27T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T21:58:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well well. What a complete and utter waste of time and effort on my part. Misleading and lying all along. What a bitch.&lt;/span&gt; Thank goodness it's over, earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But the whole point of this entry is to thank viv and germ (in no particular order). It's moments like these that cranky old coots with dodgy memory, like myself, will always remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This is for the both of you hotstuffs. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116195220897092451?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116195220897092451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116195220897092451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116195220897092451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116195220897092451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/10/queens.html' title='Queens'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116134353485519539</id><published>2006-10-20T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:12:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For all the silly and/or annoying people and their associated subspecies which we have encountered, make them cry like Sauron when he lost his contact lens. Right.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I quote: "I usally banish a white russian from his kremlin whenever I feel inclined to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Or is that a rocket in your pocket?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116134353485519539?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116134353485519539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116134353485519539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116134353485519539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116134353485519539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/10/so.html' title='so'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116079451845472531</id><published>2006-10-14T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T10:57:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;in the ancient world before the advent of daily newspapers or indeed written language itself, news of major events was carved on stone tablets in the form of hieroglyphs. although if there was any news not concerning a bird, a cat, a big eye, and a man in a skirt doing an impression of a teapot, the egyptians certainly never reported it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116079451845472531?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116079451845472531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116079451845472531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116079451845472531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116079451845472531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/10/pipe.html' title='pipe'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-116003483706642030</id><published>2006-10-05T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T15:53:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the fascinating world of the restaurant waiter. what a skilled profession that is. surely no other job requires the ability to spot two people coming into a restaurant at lunch time, sum up the situation in an instant and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"table for two?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-116003483706642030?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/116003483706642030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=116003483706642030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116003483706642030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/116003483706642030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/10/fascinating-world-of-restaurant-waiter.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115924736811250574</id><published>2006-09-26T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:16:29.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;while dodderingabout the lab looking for a suitable project, i discovered a novel peptide sequence, derived from an obscure strain of bacterium - the &lt;em&gt;Myexroomates anasshole&lt;/em&gt;. it looked something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/400/new%20protein.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was surprised to find that this 21 amino acid peptide was unlike anyother previously identified from the &lt;em&gt;M. anasshole&lt;/em&gt; strains, although it had one alpha helix and an obligatory linker to the adjacent parallel beta sheet. its sequence is Trp-His-Ala-Thr-Thr-His-Glu-His-Glu-Cys-Lys-Ile-Ser-Thr-His-Ile-Ser-Cys-Arg-Ala-Pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in the single letter abbreviation as used for amino acids: WHAT-THE-HECK-IS-THIS-CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A little help with the homolgy search anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115924736811250574?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115924736811250574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115924736811250574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115924736811250574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115924736811250574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/while-dodderingabout-lab-looking-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115884913815593389</id><published>2006-09-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:24:35.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clandestine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the english language is undoubtedly a confusing one. learners are often confounded by the range of unpronounced letters, take for instance the silent k in knowledge; the silent t in listen; and a silent p in the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;speaking of which, samanthas gentleman friend brought her swimming the other day. she was suitably impressed by his sense of humour, height and toned physique. samantha tells me he stood out in his trunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small note - as far as i know there are no euphimisms in this blog. so for those of you who have been asking, i have no idea what you are talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115884913815593389?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115884913815593389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115884913815593389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115884913815593389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115884913815593389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/clandestine.html' title='clandestine'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115867688438975948</id><published>2006-09-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:42:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>category cateorgy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;turning green is not cool, unless youre yodayoda, the midget reptile from starwhores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;kids, this entry was brought to you today by the letters from country grammer: buck futter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115867688438975948?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115867688438975948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115867688438975948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115867688438975948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115867688438975948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/category-cateorgy.html' title='category cateorgy'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115815421361663525</id><published>2006-09-13T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:30:13.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brown sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/1600/true.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/400/true.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;trading cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115815421361663525?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115815421361663525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115815421361663525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115815421361663525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115815421361663525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/brown-sugar.html' title='brown sugar'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115717146492375846</id><published>2006-09-02T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:31:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tipple</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but everybody knows that one simply cannot concentrate when there is an aggressive noodle hiding in ones right pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;this sort of thing must be dealt with pungently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115717146492375846?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115717146492375846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115717146492375846&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115717146492375846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115717146492375846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/tipple.html' title='tipple'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115717024593695932</id><published>2006-09-02T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:10:45.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nothing is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115717024593695932?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115717024593695932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115717024593695932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115717024593695932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115717024593695932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/09/leaf.html' title='leaf'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115625766698388964</id><published>2006-08-22T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:41:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcom turists we spik inglis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;nostradamus predicted several things. among those which he didnt predict were lecturers imparting the gift of knowledge in the form of pdf documents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he didnt, however, mention something about cable tv. but since i never believe in predictions, i trusted him on this one and kicked back a few episodes of csi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but id stop writing if that leads you to think that study doesnt have its fun moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115625766698388964?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115625766698388964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115625766698388964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115625766698388964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115625766698388964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcom-turists-we-spik-inglis.html' title='welcom turists we spik inglis'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115607338432473862</id><published>2006-08-20T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:29:44.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tete a tete</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;dont be fooled. i may look french but im really a submarine by training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hi to your inner monkey. after all, your great great grandaddy decided to fall out of a tree one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115607338432473862?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115607338432473862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115607338432473862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115607338432473862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115607338432473862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/tete-tete.html' title='tete a tete'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115581666209467428</id><published>2006-08-17T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T20:16:13.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>board</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tag tradition, as requested. this confirms my long-held suspicion that some of my readers are rather masochistic: who else asks for more punishment in the form of long and silly entries? i have however heard there are people in the general population who enjoy frequent penetrating entries, long and deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;seven things you really didnt need to know about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;7. i love the colour pink. in fact im a tad partial to reds, blues, greens, yellows, oranges and so on too. but id hold on about purple. thats just gay. and thats why we have purple on sbs tshirts. sbs is also an acronym for sell boardside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i just mentioned that im a tad. thanks ry for reminding me just now. those of you who know me should get it by now. or now. maybe now. how about now? well, you should sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;6. i think the process of self discovery is important. for instance, one has to discover her or his core - the central spot from which gravitas, abbreviated as g, arises. g is what legendary figures like winston churchill possess. but thats not the only use of a g-spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5. i like nature - i like to find out about the birds and the bees. i like to watch nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4. i appreciate anybody with good skills, from a prodigy escalator cleaner to a gifted pencil pusher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;3. i have a problem with people who like to exercise their authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2. i think a certain oscar wilde approach to life is fairly commendable - roughly put, it is alacrity in irreverence and partial insanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1. i am unhinged, tilted. sometimes i see the world differently from many of my friends. when i slip into occasional delusion, a state most people are in all of the time, i behave as they do to - normally. it seems everybody likes to behave normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;some friends this fact-finding tag of seven may find its way to are: viv, germ, all angelines, joy, cheryl, stan, meng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115581666209467428?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115581666209467428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115581666209467428&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115581666209467428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115581666209467428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/board.html' title='board'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115557235960991472</id><published>2006-08-15T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:23:07.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i was browsing in borders the other day when i chanced upon a highly original book title which reminded me of the importance of stringent editing, a tight budget and loose story line, and of authors with a little too much time on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it read "the da vinci goat".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cant say ive read it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"to lose one parent, mr worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness"&lt;br /&gt;- act i; the importance of being earnest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-20603117.post-115513763391895132</id><published>2006-08-09T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:36:00.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diggory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so she asked "are you guys in the marines? cos you look like emerging sea men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"morality, like art, means drawing a line somewhere"&lt;br /&gt;-oscar wilde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115513763391895132?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115513763391895132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115513763391895132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115513763391895132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115513763391895132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/diggory.html' title='diggory'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115510014960877218</id><published>2006-08-09T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:23:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i am rather disgusted at my frequent displays of utter ineptitude. i now know how much i dont know, and of that which i do not know, there are known unkowns and as well as large swaths of unknown unknowns. there are also known knowns but it takes a real asswipe to continue this line of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but on the issue of how to get through some of the vicissitudes of life, if i were to hear a little voice inside my head telling me what to do, it would suggest that i require some form of medication to sort out the little voice in my head. however the instructions on the medication vial might instruct that i am over-reacting. so what should i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;right now i am of the opinion too that life is too important to be taken seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"if you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise theyll kill you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- oscar wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115510014960877218?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115461813960237448</id><published>2006-08-03T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:18:42.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bugger it. for the first time in my life i dont know how it went. but for the first time in my life, i am afraid of the answer. cos i think i just screwed up without even being aware of it. i could really do with a heads up now, big fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115461813960237448?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115461813960237448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115461813960237448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115461813960237448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115461813960237448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/bugger-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115444117105183781</id><published>2006-08-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:19:05.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appendix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;tequila in moderate amounts is bad. but if like me, you have just consumed about 1litre of that stuff in under 45 minutes, the word bad might not be your immediate concern. this is largely because the amount of alcohol in your bloodstream at that moment is just about enough to turn your brown organ green. to really drive home the point, do it on an empty stomach and when youre thirsty. doesnt matter if there is no sunrise in your tequila because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115444117105183781?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115444117105183781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115444117105183781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115444117105183781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115444117105183781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/08/appendix.html' title='appendix'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115401981899083188</id><published>2006-07-28T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:03:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrepreneurshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;bloody hell. its coming to the end of the holidays and instead of indulging in the luxury of rotting at home, i have to endure massively long hours cooped up in a box with 43 others listening to a preaching git.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;so far the best impression ive got of an entrepreneur is that he/she is probably an optimistic imbecile. why? lessons 1 to infinity go something like this: risks of failure are immeasurably high, traps and stumbling blocks are hidden every step of the way and the promise of bankruptcy is nearly absolute. to top it all off, the git cheerfully informs me that nobody wants to lend money to an entrepreneur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;therefore, they say, the most logical thing to do is to write this holy git book called a business plan to try to fool rich and bored people with a lot money into thinking they can make even more money by helping an entrepreneur. the word theyve coined is 'invest', a synonym, i believe, for words like 'pity', 'charity', and 'moron'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and i have got to write one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but even a terminally stupid venture will have its backer, so i am led to believe that an entrepreneur is happiest after plunging into his/her fifth consecutive year of debt, basking in the bliss of ignorance and uncertainty, and that the show is all over when, by some stroke of misfortune, that damnned thing actually starts making money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;its as if evolution skipped a rung or two and out popped this curious breed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115401981899083188?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115401981899083188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115401981899083188&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115401981899083188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115401981899083188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/entrepreneurshit.html' title='Entrepreneurshit'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115384394829380283</id><published>2006-07-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T00:18:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of hearts</title><content type='html'>a runs good. i highly recommend it. a bloody good gallop around the neighbourhood is even better and terrific if you want to give yourself a heart attack or hernia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that a friend of mine, well a previously close friend of mine, make that my ex... i just discovered that of all things, shes gone and got herself married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how incredibly shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shes all but 23, i havent a clue why shes in such a rage to tie the knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looks happy though, i really do hope he treats her eons better than her previous (which to be absolutely clear, wasnt me), and that they will live happily ever after, in heavy taxes and lousy pay, through long working hours, through the wrinkles and the noxious bedroom gas emissions, and in laughter or tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow old with each other, may both of you love and cherish each other till the cows come home and the fiddler falls off the roof. this is for the both of you, if you ever get to read this...cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115384394829380283?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115384394829380283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115384394829380283&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115384394829380283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115384394829380283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/2-of-hearts.html' title='2 of hearts'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115329414423010738</id><published>2006-07-19T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T15:49:41.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawk on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;there is a new super hero on the block. it is banglah boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;able to withstand the fiery hell of a million inferno curries and evil spices, he makes superman oh so passe with his silly boyscout routine of solar-charging, even our batteries can do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;knocking down buildings with a blowjob superman-style is so 1990s - banglah boys can knock up a building in a matter of months, even a silly looking one like the esplanade. lets see if superman can build something for a change rather than flattening stuff all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, superman can shoot heat waves from his eyes, well it will be useful if one is considering a career as a microwave oven. and why work alone like superman? banglah boys always work in groups of at least three - one to start the work while the others complete it with eye-power and sheer moral support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and while superman is a closet romantic - just look at his pathetic day job as clark "i-dont-have-balls" kent, the uninhibited banglah boys will celebrate their love at any time of the day usually by dancing, anywhere and regardless of how odd (small coconut tree). or inappropriate (big coconut tree).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i am banglah boi (but dont tell anyone).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115329414423010738?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115329414423010738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115329414423010738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115329414423010738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115329414423010738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/rawk-on.html' title='rawk on'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115293182303064557</id><published>2006-07-15T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:01:46.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/1600/pdf.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1089/2072/400/pdf.gif" 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/20603117-115293182303064557?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115293182303064557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115293182303064557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115293182303064557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115293182303064557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/ding.html' title='ding'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115254468469155524</id><published>2006-07-10T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:18:04.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;uh oh dont let the rain come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my roofs got a hole in it and i might drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115254468469155524?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115254468469155524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115254468469155524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115254468469155524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115254468469155524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoe.html' title='shoe'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115246351846697769</id><published>2006-07-10T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:47:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one pretzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a belated very happy birthday for the one and only germ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i woke up one morning and it suddenly hit me, at an angle of about 37.16 degrees, how silly people really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to hide deep-seated insecurities, most of these curious specimens develop façades or public personas. possibly stemming from fear - a constant worry about how they are perceived by other people. a death sentence if they are thought of as 'uncool'...the very sound of that word - simply pathetic. so they feel a compulsion to act in certain, peculiar way, and in extreme cases, this sort of behaviour is emulated by other similarly mis-aligned individuals and together they perpetuate this sad class of maladjusted nincompoops. blind allegiance to certain hollywood actors for instance, and strange, alien mannerisms pop up like fungal growth on the other side of the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what a messed up place theyve made our world. and i dont mean the actors. what happened to the courage to be oneself? people with issues, they should really have sorted themselves out early on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people, how many have you met today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115246351846697769?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115246351846697769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115246351846697769&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115246351846697769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115246351846697769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-pretzel_10.html' title='one pretzel'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-115098782628370936</id><published>2006-06-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:50:26.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halifax</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;henry briggs was widely considered to be one of the 3 greatest mathematicians of the 17th century. the other being john napier. briggs excelled at university, became the father of modern mathematics, and went on to encourage the use of log tables - to promote his range of garden furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;samantha needs to nip out now as she has to buy a present for her new gentleman friend, who likes to play with his model boats at bathtime. samantha says she thought about him long and hard and decided to give him a little tug for his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115098782628370936?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115098782628370936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115098782628370936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115098782628370936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115098782628370936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/halifax.html' title='halifax'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115072816304224853</id><published>2006-06-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:42:43.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i bet you look good in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115072816304224853?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115072816304224853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115072816304224853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115072816304224853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115072816304224853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/twee.html' title='twee'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115029893243680875</id><published>2006-06-14T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:30:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do unto others</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;im terribly miffed and disappointed. some of my so-called 'friends' are pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;say if a meeting has been fixed, but one is unable to attend, common courtesy suggests that that person should contact all involved to inform them. especially if they have been waiting for news from him/her for quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet not even a hint of an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;absolute revulsion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115029893243680875?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115029893243680875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115029893243680875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115029893243680875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115029893243680875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-unto-others.html' title='do unto others'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20603117.post-115021245883431718</id><published>2006-06-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:27:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night my cucumber came up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;samantha tells me she has to nip out now as shes off to meet a gardener gentleman friend. she says hes recently planted an apple orchard with a view of getting into commercial production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;samantha says that if his forcasts are correct hes going to be really big incider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-115021245883431718?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/115021245883431718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=115021245883431718&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115021245883431718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/115021245883431718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/night-my-cucumber-came-up.html' title='the night my cucumber came up'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114969804270272065</id><published>2006-06-08T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:37:19.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schindler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;everything changes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;are we to take with us only the memories. or are memories the only thing we leave behind. what are memories and what are they worth. no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;what is this illusory phase called life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of our achievements or failures really matter&lt;br /&gt;everything comes and passes, rises and falls&lt;br /&gt;everything is nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114969804270272065?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114969804270272065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114969804270272065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114969804270272065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114969804270272065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/schindler.html' title='Schindler'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114961082746668679</id><published>2006-06-07T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:20:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lonely hearts columns have been around since the dawn of history. archaeologists have even discovered lonely hearts messages in cave paintings. a charging bison meant that the suitor was strong willed, a running antelope indicated a young athletic type, and a hyena in flames meant a non smoker with a good sense of humour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114961082746668679?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114961082746668679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114961082746668679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114961082746668679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114961082746668679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/lonely-hearts-columns-have-been-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114961001897841569</id><published>2006-06-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:06:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what connects the following items?&lt;br /&gt;putting garlic in your shoes, putting a frog in your mouth, eating chocolates, kissing a mouse, taking laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is theyve all been suggested as cough cures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dubious about the laxative cure so i tried it myself. take a strong one and youll be afraid to cough too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114961001897841569?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114961001897841569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114961001897841569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114961001897841569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114961001897841569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-connects-following-items-putting.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114935431133341695</id><published>2006-06-04T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:35:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look in the pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;a couple go for a meal at a chinese restaurant and order the "chicken surprise". t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he waiter brings the meal, served in a lidded cast iron pot. just as the wife is about to serve herself, the lid of the pot rises slightly with two beady little eyes looking around before the lid slams back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"good grief, did you see that?" she asks her husband. he did not, so she asks him to look in the pot. he reaches for it and again the lid rises, he sees two little eyes looking around before it slams down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather perturbed, he calls the waiter over and demands an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sir," says the waiter, "what you order?" the husband replies, "chicken surprise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the waiter replies "so solly i bring you the peeking duck"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114935431133341695?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114935431133341695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114935431133341695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114935431133341695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114935431133341695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/06/look-in-pot.html' title='look in the pot'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114917624232870179</id><published>2006-06-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:37:22.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;it is repulsive to have a person behaving with an 'im-too-good- for this-company" attitude. its appalling when an attractive person does it, but when an ugly and silly person does it... well. evolution is no doubt assigning such cumstains to early evolutionary cul-de-sac. too bad its not working faster than it should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, all that drama about denied chances/ unrequitted love... etc is a bloody waste of time. if you like somebody, fuck the consequences. if u dislike someone immensely, just kill them. something not going your way? kill the opposition. an event not working out as planned? fuck them all, electrocute everyone in the building and burn the event down. sabotage your friends just because you feel like it. see that car you like? smash its windows cause you probably cant afford it. cant afford diving? set the dive boat alight and get away on one of the two lifeboats and leave a hole in the other so that you can watch the fuckers drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youll feel much better living on an adrenaline high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114917624232870179?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114917624232870179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114917624232870179&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114917624232870179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114917624232870179'/><link rel='alternate' 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grande;"&gt;answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to kill them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;if you wear a woolly glove over a rubber glove and dip your hand in weedkiller you can kill your plants by stroking them. and if you pull off the woolly glove with your teeth you can kill yourself too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114909616456264735?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114909616456264735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114909616456264735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1. if reproducibility may be a problem, conduct the test only once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2. if a straight line fit is required, obtain only two data points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114874946317089918?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114874946317089918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114874946317089918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114874946317089918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114874946317089918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/05/impudent.html' title='impudent'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114866339825012060</id><published>2006-05-27T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:09:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;long before the age of email and texting, there existed many ingenious forms of communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the oldest lamp was developed to flash morse code instructions between ships with the result that one foggy night in december, a british destroyer found itself taking orders from the bismarcks christmas disco lights and set off to attack the ymca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114866339825012060?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114866339825012060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114866339825012060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;thats real wine appreciation for the hardcore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cracked.com/modules.php?op=modload&amp;name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;sid=378"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;http://cracked.com/modules.php?op=modload&amp;amp;name=News&amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=378&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114796570657145082?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114796570657145082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114796570657145082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114796570657145082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114796570657145082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/05/thirsty.html' title='thirsty'/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114758378815564740</id><published>2006-05-14T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:16:28.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was easy peasy it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"halo ehverybody i am your idiot of a prime minister (wacky eyes, infidel handgesture), i am the docktor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114758378815564740?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114758378815564740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114758378815564740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114758378815564740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114758378815564740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-was-easy-peasy-it-went-halo.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114757712770501540</id><published>2006-05-14T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:28:23.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the joke you just told isnt funny one bit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pointless and dull, wholly lacking in wit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;its so old and so stale its beginning to smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and besides its the one i was going to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"he laughed when they said it couldnt be done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;he smiled and said he knew it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but he tried the thing that couldnt be done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and found he couldnt do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114757712770501540?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114757712770501540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114757712770501540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114757712770501540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20603117/posts/default/114757712770501540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/2006/05/joke-you-just-told-isnt-funny-one-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Tilted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18117246625205253852</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-20603117.post-114744561143616568</id><published>2006-05-12T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:09:10.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>four lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"when you first took my hand on that cold christmas eve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promised me broadway was waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy christmas my arse, thank god its our last."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least it rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"so he sneaked to his portmanteau and brought out his pipes and tobacco again. there should be moderation, he felt, in all things, even in virtue; so for that night he smoked immoderately."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114744561143616568?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114744561143616568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20603117&amp;postID=114744561143616568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dusty basement where he keeps a collection of old cds and records. he managed to find an old favourite of hers so she was delighted when he pulled out a record three inches covered in dust and she was happy to pat him down and blow him off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;samantha has been taking lessons italian language lessons. this weekend she tells me that she will be going to the italian market, where she will to try her tongue on a little italian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20603117-114613650045917257?l=dodderingabout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dodderingabout.blogspot.com/feeds/114613650045917257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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