<?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-3362148</id><updated>2011-12-04T10:07:18.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bat Child Found In Cave!!</title><subtitle type='html'>The weekly world news broke the story to the world, but even they dont know the entire story. Read up on my adventures here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77838691</id><published>2002-06-17T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T01:33:23.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On average 3 percent of the daily visits are made before 1:29. Based on the number of visitors of 0 today so far, today your site may have 0 page views (+/- 0).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77838691?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77838691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77838691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77838691' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77743685</id><published>2002-06-14T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T09:12:56.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog hits: 1. Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must start packing, i go home tomorrow. ahhh yes, home. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77743685?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77743685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77743685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77743685' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77709992</id><published>2002-06-13T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-13T13:05:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Six Flags Magic Mountain's X will be closed for an extensive period of time - quite possibly for the entire summer.  The ride's problems seem to center around the trains.  It is not yet known exactly when the ride will re-open."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77709992?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77709992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77709992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77709992' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77627574</id><published>2002-06-11T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T15:25:26.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77627574?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77627574' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77627473</id><published>2002-06-11T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T15:25:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77627473?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77627473' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77627430</id><published>2002-06-11T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T15:21:18.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://astro.temple.edu/~meyers/smb/yoshis.jpg" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;I am a hip critter. I showed up fasionably late with Super Mario World and have started launching your own career since then. In maybe 10-15 years, my popularity will rival Mario's. Not that I'm competing with him. He's my bud. I'm good at getting and keeping friends, and they value me for that. After all, who else would carry them on their back through ice, fire, and rain? Sometimes I think I'm taken for granted, but I know that my friends have my back. Of course they do. Who would screw over Yoshi?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://astro.temple.edu/~meyers/smb/"&gt;What Super Mario Bros character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77627430?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77627430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77627430' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77385230</id><published>2002-06-05T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-05T12:04:45.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;Who's Your Movie Sidekick?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/horror.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/barely.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/horror.html"&gt;Would you survive a horror movie?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/empire.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/empire.html"&gt;Which Empire Records Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/images/bender.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;Which Breakfast Clubber Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://shescrafty.bitchy.nu"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77385230?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77385230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77385230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77385230' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77384121</id><published>2002-06-05T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-05T11:35:10.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry i havent been posting. Really busy&lt;br /&gt;a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calpoly.edu/~blampert/index/BShopNFS.JPG"&gt;My barbershop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calpoly.edu/~blampert/index/7poly.JPG"&gt;Hanging out at WOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77384121?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77384121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77384121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77384121' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77132270</id><published>2002-05-29T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T23:05:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://home.sc.rr.com/none123456/EMOTbombpow.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.base-nine.org/Juicyfruit/eyes3.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77132270?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77132270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77132270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77132270' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77055631</id><published>2002-05-28T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T00:54:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mouseinfo.com/disneyland/tomorrowland/Space2.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, as most you know, a big disney freak and mostly focus on thier theme parks as an intrest. Yesterday Space mountain turned twenty five years old. It took me a second to really think about the significance of this. Space mountain is still one of the most popular roller coasters in the country, even though in terms of speed and height it has been eclipsed several times over. Nearby Knotts Berry Farm and Magic Mountain have seen several coasters come and go. Coasters become outdated, or malfunction, they become a pain to upkeep. But Disney has this coaster running just as great as it did years ago, and even improved it with music a few years back. I congradulate all the Imagineers who ever worked on this attraction, and hope it stays open for many more years to come. their skill and attention to detail has proved that quality makes great rides, not height or loops. This is one of the big reasons I like Disney. So, heres to one of the best rides in the world. Happy birthday space mountain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77055631?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77055631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77055631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77055631' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77054301</id><published>2002-05-27T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-27T23:42:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few of these.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ollie.summerrains.com/quiz/quiz.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ollie.summerrains.com/quiz/palpatine.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;which Episode II character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senator Palpatine. First acquaintances do not see you for who you really are. You have a great power inside you, and are already beginning to manipulate those around you. You cannot stand do-gooders and are plotting against everybody to finally get what it is that you want. Power. In order to gain power, you need someone strong and intelligent - and there is one....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tribolum.com/tests/marvellove"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tribolum.com/tests/marvellove/rogue.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which Star-Crossed Marvel Lover Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77054301?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77054301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77054301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77054301' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77054107</id><published>2002-05-27T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-27T23:30:29.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yessss my preciousssssss. Elise is now linking to us, Bat Boy, smeagol, and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a friend of mine is going to be making a film this summer. Check out the movies blog where you can watch the director communicate with her actors and talk about movie mumbo jumbo. &lt;a href="http://runlikemad.blogspot.com/ "&gt;Run Like Mad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77054107?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77054107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77054107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77054107' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-77041182</id><published>2002-05-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-27T16:53:29.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May 26th 330 pm Episode 2 (Second time)&lt;br /&gt;May 26th 900 pm Episode 4&lt;br /&gt;May 27th 500 pm Episode 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna fit in ep 6 tonight if i can. Difficult to see the future is, Dark Side clouds everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-77041182?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77041182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/77041182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77041182' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76985825</id><published>2002-05-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T03:30:54.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I was singing in that barbershop show tonight and I am in that barbershop quartet right? Well the fucking Bass starts the damn song two notes higher than He was supposed too. Meaning that the rest of us were pretty much fucked. The tenor tried to keep the song in the right pitch and the baritone was just lost, while I tried to loose my balls and sing in the high ass key the bass had started in. About half way through the song we finally met in somewhere in the middle and finished the song. I thought it sounded like crap, but we still got some compliments. I will never sing with this quartet again i dont think&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the show was a blast however. The guys got a wonderful round of applause when we finished "please Mr Columbus" with a kickline. and afterwards i had a gerat time at a after party. Lots of booze and stuff. Since it was a chorus party (even though 1/2 wasnt chorus) we did some singing. and a guy played guitar and we did some classic songs like leaving on a jet plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally when i came home and opened the door i was treated to two completly new guys i hadnt seen before. they explained to me that a girl who was partying in my room had gotten really drunk and dissapeared. So everyone else who was partying in my room was out searching for this dumbass girl. I got to talking to them and it turns out these guys were pretty cool and are from the dorms, the also live in Northridge which is an adjacent city to ny hometown reseda. Anyway my room has aboout 40 empty beer cans laying about, a empty bottle of vodka in the freezer, and some more random bottles around the room. I will not clean this shit at all, this is really fucked up. I need to go to sleep cause my parents are in town and want to go to brunch in the morning. but since noone is home yet i know it is just a matter of time till they all come wake me up and scream gay fag into each others ear.&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76985825?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76985825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76985825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76985825' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76955131</id><published>2002-05-25T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-25T02:24:37.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9am Chemistry - skipped&lt;br /&gt;12pm Math - Skipped&lt;br /&gt;2pm Sax Ensam - Canceled&lt;br /&gt;couldve been worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night 8pm at the Cohan Performing arts center: a barbershop filled concert. Cal Polys male (im in this one) and female chorus' singing barbershop tunes. Special final cal ploy performance by "Grand Avenue" cal poly's very own barbershop quartet and a one time performance by "New Fashioned" (in which I sing lead). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76955131?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76955131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76955131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76955131' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76936663</id><published>2002-05-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-25T02:15:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its the perverbial pause button of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pc.ign.com/articles/360/360630p1.html"&gt;Roller Coaster Tycoon 2!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76936663?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76936663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76936663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76936663' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76934954</id><published>2002-05-24T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-25T02:17:36.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I was nearly right. Instead of my estimation of them getting home at 1:30 they got home at 3. Then they didnt go to sleep till 5am. there were nine total people in my room last night, mostly guys who would call each other gay fags and start punching each other. It was rather annoying. I dont think Ill ever use gay or fag in a derogitory way as long as I live (this is something i was trying to do anyway). One of the guys lit a cigarete on our electric stove which pissed me off because it made the whole room smell like burnt waffles and cigarette smoke.  &lt;br /&gt;so finaly i got to sleep at 5 and at 8 when i woke up and saw that i couldnt get out of bed without stepping on people I decided to conck out again. But this morning they picked up right where they left off with their dumbass comments to each other. These guys would be first in line to join the Punk-Nazis if their ever was such a movement. Lucky for me that today is friday and its a three day weekend. I believe I overheard some more folks were coming up. look, i am jumping with enhusiasm...  &lt;img src="http://home.sc.rr.com/none123456/EMOTBolt.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76934954?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76934954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76934954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76934954' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76915437</id><published>2002-05-24T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T00:00:03.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I came home today around 2. Got one load of three laundrys done just in time to run out the door again, (And coincidentaly spill soda on my shirt half way to class). My roomates half of the room was miraculously clean, something that i shouldve taken as a omen of things to come. Anyway my two loads of laundry undone were sprawled out on my floor, as my finished load was sprawled out on my bed. Being as I was in a rush to get to class. So after class I went to the schools show "buried child" which was really cool. But while I usualy take pride in dressing up for shows, i happened to show up wearing my stained Tshirt and shorts. Afterwards I hung out with a few of my theater friends and a few of their friends. We went to go get frozen ice cream and we stood outside to eat it. Everyone in somewhat nice clothes and jackets (it was semi cold tonight) and me in my stained Tshirt and shorts, with frozen ice cream in my hands. After that we &lt;i&gt;drove&lt;/i&gt; to a coofee shop about 300 yards away and stood around there just talking laughing and having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone said "hey lets go to my place" and I being the man with no car was taken home (upon request by me) before they all got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I came home and opened my door and at first site was discusted by the mess I had left. Upon extened surveyance of the room i noticed one backpack that wasnt my roomates, a suitcase and two sleeping bags. So basicly right now i am cleaning my half of the room. Why? Because in an hour and a half three people who can barely stand will come through the door and puke on my couch, while three other somewhat drunk folks support them while they walk and try to keep them from choking on their vomit. Hopefully by the time they come ill be asleep and when they wake me up i can pull the covers over my head and theyll leave me alone. then tomorrow morning at 8 am i get to survey the damage as i try to step over the bodies and get ready for class. Hey and why dont we throw in a kicker: My parents are coming into town this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76915437?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76915437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76915437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76915437' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76897383</id><published>2002-05-23T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T14:23:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too much is going on this summer. Coaster Con, Digital Storytelling, and Fiddler on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;Coaster Con - plenty of coaster related things and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Digital storytelling - Sounds like a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Fiddler - I know will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;Coaster Con - $155&lt;br /&gt;Digital - tuition and has nothing to do with my major&lt;br /&gt;Fiddler - wont be able to do everything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76897383?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76897383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76897383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76897383' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76851657</id><published>2002-05-22T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T12:40:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.calpoly.edu/~blampert"&gt;I updated my site once again&lt;/a&gt;, and there is even more on the way. Im really excited about it. ive been in the computer science building working on it for the last three hours. now i must eat before my next class.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76851657?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76851657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76851657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76851657' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76832672</id><published>2002-05-22T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T00:40:24.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> EliseNicci:  shouldnt' u be in bed? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  eh. theres no female in it so im in no rush &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  haha. i feel the same way (but for guys) &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  so its not just me &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  nah. i think it's the general consensus of all college students &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  maybe schools should implement some sort of bed sharing program between students. &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  yes! tha's a great idea.  &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  we should start a petition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76832672?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76832672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76832672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76832672' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76830902</id><published>2002-05-21T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T23:08:43.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I found a CO. (Co is short for co leader(co leader of a WOW (week of welcome) group (The group is made up wowies (new people to CP (cal poly))))) This means that the week before school starts 20 or so wowies will be following Kathryn and I around town while we show them all the cool places to go. We also take them to presentations about rape, alcohol, diversity and some stuff. Capped off at the end with a concert only for Wowies. Last year the long beach dub all stars played but they wont say who is this year. I wouldnt mind seeing a good punk band up there, but they have rules against moshing. Thats the good news. Save Ferris is playing here on thursday. thats the "hella" cool news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Josh had me DL this tune and I gotta say its pretty addicting. The girl has a soothing voice.&lt;br /&gt;cardigans - Sick and Tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76830902?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76830902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76830902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76830902' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76772646</id><published>2002-05-20T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T21:49:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Major update to my website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calpoly.edu/~blampert"&gt;MINE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76772646?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76772646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76772646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76772646' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76732727</id><published>2002-05-19T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T14:15:50.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few weeks ago Danny abandoned the idea of saving aim conversations and using them out of context in a fake chatroom. Well i have taken it upon myself to steal his idea and do it myself. Beware, if you talk to me you are in danger of being on the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76732727?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76732727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76732727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76732727' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76689635</id><published>2002-05-18T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T01:43:29.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoda rocks my world YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ben took the letter off his web page in case gretas parents are looking at her internet history. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76689635?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76689635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76689635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76689635' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76611364</id><published>2002-05-16T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T14:11:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend &lt;a href="http://dynia.blogspot.com"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt; is having major problems with his Ex but more importantly his Ex's family. From what I gather they are sycopathic overprotective scitzos. I think they passed it onto their daughter, Greta. they want her and Ben to stop talking to each other completly. It is unclear how greta feels about the whole ordeal, but my hunch says she enjoys the attention in a masochistic sorta way. Anyway his blog has a message to her which kinda describes a little peice of their drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you dont know ben he is a nice guy, but his new girl friend's parents hate him too. Ben, the bandit, the daughtersnatcher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76611364?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76611364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76611364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76611364' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76601241</id><published>2002-05-15T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T19:11:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adventures into cyber space contiue to get more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally figured out how Ws_FTP works and now i can actualy build my own page that isnt dependent on blogger or Geocities or nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do the HTML on my own computer and then upload it. it really dosent make any difference, but it sure as hell beats the hell out of geocities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calpoly.edu/~blampert"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and dont worry if its sparce on content. I plan to update it very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76601241?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76601241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76601241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76601241' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76569296</id><published>2002-05-15T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T00:13:26.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Traded in the old dreambook for a nice comments thing. Use early use often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76569296?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76569296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76569296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76569296' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76486239</id><published>2002-05-12T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T23:12:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poetry.com emailed me and told me I was being published in their "Best poems of 2002" book. so I had to authenticize my poem basicly saying it was my own original work. But I forgot that I had changed around some words recently, and wouldnt you know it I couldnt change it anymore. DAMN THEM. All my hopes of being a serious Poem-ist is shot to all hell. Sheeat biznatch uh---yah-- amothafuckah i pimp slap poetry.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, who cares noone is going to buy the stupid thing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76486239?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76486239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76486239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76486239' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76486003</id><published>2002-05-12T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T22:52:40.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is for all you Japaneese Tourists :) j/k &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few friends of mine have a radio show in which they play the best Japanese Pop, Rock, video game, and Anime Soundtracks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is on 6-7 Tuesday Nights and usualy you can hear me yelling in the backround when they announce a contest or something. Also you can watch us on the KCPR webcam. Last week another guy and I played candyland in the studio while K and Andy did their show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kcpr.calpoly.edu/music/live.html "&gt;KCPR Streaming audio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW FOR YOU DISNEY BUFFs there is a additional reason to listen this week (the 14th). I am bringing in some Disney's Rave (the disney Dance dance revolution mix) music and try to make them play it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~The following are the tracks that are from disney specific shows and such. Call in and request one (1-805 SLO-KCPR 765-5277) Keep in mind that these are all remixes around a minute and a half. &lt;br /&gt;Happy 65th anniversary for Donald Duck &lt;br /&gt;Its a Small World -Duckling Hardcore Mix- &lt;br /&gt;Electrical Parade &lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse March &lt;br /&gt;Macho Duck &lt;br /&gt;Its a Small World (not a typo, but this version is closer to the ride version) &lt;br /&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialadocious &lt;br /&gt;Chim Chim Cher-ee &lt;br /&gt;Zip-a-dee-doo-dah &lt;br /&gt;Mickey Mouse March (Summertime version)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76486003?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76486003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76486003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76486003' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76413209</id><published>2002-05-10T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T15:54:21.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://fallingashes.net/quigon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fallingashes.net/quiz_4.html"&gt;Which Star Wars character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76413209?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76413209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76413209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76413209' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76313346</id><published>2002-05-08T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T11:59:35.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to the next edition of getting to know your friends.  What you're &lt;br /&gt;supposed to do is copy (not forward) this entire email and paste it onto a &lt;br /&gt;new email that you'll send.  Change all of the answers so they apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, send this to a whole bunch of people you know **INCLUDING** the person who sent it to you.  The theory is that you'll learn a lot of little known facts about your friends.  It's fun and easy.  You might be surprised with some of the things you learn about people you think you know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;  In Disneyland of course, DUH! But something nonobtrusive, maybe somthing club 33ish thats out of the way and not well known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?&lt;br /&gt;Shirts, I like shirts. Wide variety of types too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Face. Eyes, nose, lips, ears. its a whole package deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT? &lt;br /&gt;Bought? umm ive Burnt CDs more recently. (Uo Use for a Name - more betterness, and Saves the day - Stay what you are) But the most recent one I bought was Flogging Molly - Drunken Lullabies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;Shoping with my mom at the market. I swear its a black whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED?&lt;br /&gt;I love getting my back scratched. And also a girl running her nails up and down my arm, i love that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT, STRONG IN MIND OR STRONG IN BODY?&lt;br /&gt;Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING? &lt;br /&gt;between 8am and 12pm. Depending on when my first class is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE?&lt;br /&gt;Toaster Oven. 20 times better than damn microwaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY?&lt;br /&gt;People unwilling to accept views other than those told to them by their religion. And people who think there is "one truth" (which also happens to be a club on campus. I believe some of us would refer to them as Jesus FREAKS). I know some of these guys and they are okay, but some things they do piss me off. Like the other day, one person wanted lunch and the other didnt and so we had to "break for ten minutes" and then when we met up they didnt just apologise they had a lengthy discussion about their faults and what they wanted from their life. WHAT FUCKING BS. for christs sake! JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? &lt;br /&gt;Am i exempt because i play them all. HAHA well I wish I was better at guitar and Piano. Also a instrument i havent lengthily experimented with that i would like to would be trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVORITE COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV?&lt;br /&gt;Sports car. People with SUVs are overcompensating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE?&lt;br /&gt;I havent decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK?&lt;br /&gt;Everything Dr Seuss and Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? &lt;br /&gt;Summer. but not if its too hot. Summer vacation rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE?&lt;br /&gt;Dishes. I hate getting clothes wet, and the way my hands feel afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;Flying. Because it doesnt get in the way of everyday life the way xray vision and reading thoughts would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.  If I ever got one, it would be a Sorcerer Mickey on the back of my shoulder, and it would be not that large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. CAN YOU JUGGLE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but not that well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. THE ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Paul Martin. Talked to him every morning in Homeroom for 6 years. and then he moved to kentucky or something right before senior year. Then soon after his cousin who was good friends with him comitted suicide. I couldnt go to the funeral and felt really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY?&lt;br /&gt;Fridays are cool cause if you dont have enough fun there is always saturday ahead of yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR?&lt;br /&gt;No shit! I gotta CAR!? Sweet deal man where is it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER?&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger. Yumm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. FROM THE PEOPLE YOU EMAILED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Matt, cause hes a drummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHO'S LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? &lt;br /&gt;Nicholle cause she has better stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY?&lt;br /&gt;Going to Disneyland Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Danny's Blog - The Goosepedia, Good Improv, and oh yes, excessive use of the word cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE RESTAURANT/CAFE/EATERY?&lt;br /&gt;Taco Rocco for Mex, Woodstocks for pizza, and Claim Jumper for meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. SCARIEST MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Getting lost in a large Las vegas Casino at age 6 (i think). I stopped to tie my shoes and then everyone was gone. I think I walked around for half an hour in the casino looking for my parents. Terrified cause I knew i could get in trouble for being unaccompanied by the slots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. IF THERE WAS A MOVIE MADE ABOUT YOU, WHAT CURRENT\FORMER HOLLYWOOD STAR WOULD PLAY YOU?&lt;br /&gt;John Goodman would definitly play me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHO WAS YOUR FIRST LOVE AND AT WHAT AGE?&lt;br /&gt;I've dont think ive ever been in love.&lt;br /&gt;First crush - Sally in the second grade.&lt;br /&gt;first girl i asked out - Allison Dean in sixth grade&lt;br /&gt;first girl who said yes - Michelle Uziel in ninth grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. THE SONG YOU WISHED YOU HAD WRITTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Bounce - system of a down. I mean, why didnt i think of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. DO YOU PREFER CATS OR DOGS?&lt;br /&gt;Dogs. but i love cats too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. USING ONLY ONE WORD, DESCRIBE YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;Strategery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Kim, I love you, but I hate you. PLEEEAAASEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;Kim you have a undying passion for trying new things.&lt;br /&gt;and kim since you like E-rotic, check out "Sex on the phone" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76313346?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76313346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76313346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76313346' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76253771</id><published>2002-05-07T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T00:06:22.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EliseNicci:  u're so popular. u know me now. that gives u quadruple the cool points u had before &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  Yah, but i know danny too. &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  hmm, ur'e right. that drops u about 10 cool points &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  hehe &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  actualy since he owns his mustang i think thats only -8 &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  yeah. i forgot to factor in the fact that he now owns a sports car. i'd say actually a -7 &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  But its a girlie mustang &lt;br /&gt; EliseNicci:  true. it's not a convertable. so it's a -8 &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  he said so himself. Youll never see guys driving his car &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76253771?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76253771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76253771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76253771' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76211615</id><published>2002-05-05T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T23:54:21.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This one is much more to my liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.hws.edu/colleenlogan/children.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://people.hws.edu/colleenlogan/harrypotter.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.hws.edu/colleenlogan/children.html" target="new"&gt;which children's storybook character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/fauxarbres"&gt;colleen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76211615?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76211615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76211615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76211615' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76211031</id><published>2002-05-05T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T23:25:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is emberasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebel-fairy.com/mirage/scream"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rebel-fairy.com/mirage/scream/bspears.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who's&lt;a href=http://www.rebel-fairy.com/mirage/scream&gt; SCREAM&lt;/a&gt; Do You Posess?&lt;br&gt;Quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.rebel-fairy.com/mirage"&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href=http://www.livejournal.com/users/fadingmirage&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my birthday is in half an hour. So far one person remembered. this has gotta be some sort of record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76211031?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76211031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76211031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76211031' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76209351</id><published>2002-05-05T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T22:08:31.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont you hate it when you sit down to do a project on Microsoft Acess and it says, "Microsoft needs to install blah blah blah from the Micrsoft blah blah blah cd. Please insert now and press enter"&lt;br /&gt;Especialy when you dont have the CD.&lt;br /&gt;Off to math homework. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76209351?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76209351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76209351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76209351' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76208519</id><published>2002-05-05T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T21:39:38.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I played Nickel Dime Quarter Poker again with some friends. This time it didnt get into high stakes like before. However I won about a dollar fifty which continues my winning streak dating back to last July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76208519?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76208519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76208519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76208519' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76133769</id><published>2002-05-03T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-03T14:51:40.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SLC Punk is a really fucking good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76133769?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76133769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76133769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76133769' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76069352</id><published>2002-05-01T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T22:39:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there, Blog paths are crossing. I IMed Elise whom is a friend with Danny and now another bloggers blood is sucked bone dry. Well not actualy but hey it sounded cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://emagnus10.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are fun....&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: IM Jessica and tell her to go to a club tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: Thank you.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: haha&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey:  that was quick&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: She's on le phone.  Lizzy's w/ her at school, and she wants to go to a club, but stupid, boring Jess won't go.&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: hehe&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: every time she screams is when i imed her something... right?&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: LoL, pretty much... it's more like, "ugh, Brian's randomly IMing me saying we should go clubbing..."&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: i told her you were on my name&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: She already kniws I'm not, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: knows*&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: hey throw her a curve&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: Well, it's too late now, lol... shoulda told me earlier.&lt;br /&gt;DramaQeen1: She keeps singing I Can't Get No Satisfaction... make her stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  lets go clubbing &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  um...hi.. &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  hey hey &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  why do u want to go clubbing with me? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  you need to go jess &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  why? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  Becuase you need real life experiance to be a good artist&lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  alright... &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  why such a sudden interest in my life? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  sudden? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  weve been friends for years jess &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  yeah...ok... &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  i know that kim put you up to this!  don't lie! &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  this is kim. HA &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  what the fuck??? &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  how are you kim? &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  you think brian would be this nice? &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  how the hell are you kim? &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  did u get brian's password?&lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  Yeah &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  told him I had buisness &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  suuure..brian &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  even kim isn't THAT good &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  good point &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  ha ha &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  ok, well if this convo is over now... &lt;br /&gt; ClashwFate:  i'll be going now &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  see yah. &lt;br /&gt; CalPolyBatBoy:  good night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76069352?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76069352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76069352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76069352' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76068976</id><published>2002-05-01T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T22:23:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="144"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geraldfield.com/nadinesplace/calvinquiz/calvin.gif" width="142" height="125" align="absmiddle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;You are Civilian Calvin!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;You don't get to travel much outside your neighborhood, but you still manage to get in plenty of trouble. When you're not acting up, you like to wax philosophical.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.geraldfield.com/cgi-bin/unofficial/quizzes/sfesurvey.cgi?whatcalvinareyou" target="_blank"&gt;What Calvin are You? Quiz&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="mailto:contessina_2000@yahoo.com"&gt;contessina_2000@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76068976?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76068976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76068976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76068976' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-76031318</id><published>2002-04-30T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T23:28:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.news2.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/cx/uc/20020429/ga/ga020429l.gif"&gt;Garfield april 29th&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-76031318?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76031318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/76031318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#76031318' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75978143</id><published>2002-04-29T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T15:24:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogging.. is this a real word? &lt;br /&gt;and thus ends my in depth examination of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its has now been 2 and one half weeks since my sax teacher took my music. The concert is getting closer. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight. 6:30pm. Game 7. Kings. Avalanche.&lt;br /&gt;sentence fragments make things more exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75978143?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75978143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75978143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75978143' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75839488</id><published>2002-04-26T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T15:18:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight was wonderful, My wow "training" consisted of playing games on the beach which was cut short by some rain. Afterwards my group went bowling (thanks for paying Jeff) and i scored a 46 (damn lanes hadnt been oiled all day). But after our game we had a bowl off, 4 on 4 with individuals going up against each other and the winner of one frame getting a point. we were stressed for time so it was best of five. Well I got my one strike of the night during my second time up to make it 4-1, and after Jeff got whoped Kat finished the other team off. Their payment is to give our team is dinner :)  Cant wait for a good home cooked meal, or at least home cooked.&lt;br /&gt;I also cant wait for the end of the week. so I can chill away from the books. But tomorrow aughtta be cool. Once i get out of Math I get to play some saxophone. hopefully Kevin will have copied the music he promised to have copied 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went off on a blogger tangent the other day. I went from Danny's blog to a few others and just followed blogger links till i got tired. Though i didnt get far, the last one i was at still had a link back to the goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps! Hold your bat boy, Love your bat boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75839488?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75839488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75839488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75839488' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75800612</id><published>2002-04-24T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-24T23:40:23.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learned two different versions of the key game today. &lt;br /&gt;I can play the key game the key game the key game. i can play the key game, can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note I think my CD players "random" mode is a set random sequence. always starting with 1, 2, 4, 8. I dont know if the sequence continues on. but it gets really annoying listening to the same couple of songs on an mp3 cd with tons of music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75800612?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75800612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75800612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75800612' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75758935</id><published>2002-04-23T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T23:27:04.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My chem teacher moved our class but didnt tell anyone where too.... in Ericas words, "What a cunthole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cunt fever is spreading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75758935?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75758935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75758935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75758935' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75663258</id><published>2002-04-21T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T15:58:33.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/geek.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;What High School&lt;br /&gt;Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75663258?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75663258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75663258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75663258' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75562305</id><published>2002-04-18T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T23:24:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nhl/teams/los/"&gt;&lt;font size=7&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;GO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt; Kings&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt; GO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75562305?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75562305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75562305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75562305' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75536448</id><published>2002-04-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T22:34:28.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.imfanatic.com/drunksurvey.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M 28 PROOF.  HOW DRUNK ARE YOU?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75536448?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75536448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75536448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75536448' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75414187</id><published>2002-04-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T23:17:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oficrpacey=calpolybatboy=me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: yo cunt&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: hey, cuntass&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cunthead&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: cuntmouth&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cunteye&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: cuntchin&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cuntscrotum&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: cuntnipple&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cuntear&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: belly-cunt-button&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: haircunt&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: i actualy got one of those the other day&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cunt you&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: im sorry about marching band matt, guess you just didnt make the cunt&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: cunt you be a little bit less harsh with me?&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: no, its a cuntinuous thing, must be very harsh all the time,&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: thats a discuntinuity&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: what, do you think this is a cuntest?&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: dont cuntinue talking to me like this!&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: its not my fault your cuntstitution cant handle it&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: youre a cuntastrophy&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: oH! thats cuntforting&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: eh, you and your cuntformity&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: still aint as bad as you; cuntry boy&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: even the cuntnik didnt fly as high as your insults. (the russians built cuntnik in order to reach the outer realms of the cuntiverse)&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: still though, you gotta play under my cuntitions when you in my hood.&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: hey, did you see next quarters cuntalog?&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: yah, i need that cuntistry class.&lt;br /&gt;SLO Glo 13: whats your major again? general cuntineering?&lt;br /&gt;OficrPacey: no agricunture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CUNT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75414187?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75414187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75414187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75414187' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75318022</id><published>2002-04-12T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T00:43:26.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goose the Force: how long does beer last? &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: unopened, nonrefrigerated? &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: no clue &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: nobody knows &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: not long, it aint wine &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: couple weeks maybe? &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: yah &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: oh, well i might as well stock up then &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: i dont think it expires per se, just gets sour and bad &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: ya &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: that's no good &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: noone wants that sour beer face &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: you know what &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: yah after a month Guinees must be down to Naty Ice's level &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: you need to update your damn blog &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: Ive been really busy &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: maybe this convo will go on. &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: sure &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: sorry to steal your idea &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: i thought about it &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: ...and &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: it'd make me seem like an alcoholic &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: i'll give it to you, so you have a post &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: Youre not an alcoholic, youre a college student &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: lets pretend that last line was a joke &lt;br /&gt;Goose the Force: the reader can take it as they will &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: Jez, ten albums and only 502 megs &lt;br /&gt;CalPolyBatBoy: i think i might leave it at that, just for sanitys sake &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75318022?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75318022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75318022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75318022' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75128756</id><published>2002-04-07T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T01:28:45.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Ive been keeping busy - Saxophone Ensamble, University Singers, Board member of theater club and movie club, stage managing a show, orientation leader in training, and oh yah got some classes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to shake off my life. Hoping someone elses will rub off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75128756?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75128756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75128756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75128756' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-75080947</id><published>2002-04-05T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T10:50:29.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a while. Im not ignoring you i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-75080947?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75080947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/75080947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75080947' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10851564</id><published>2002-03-18T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T00:35:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive been having great amounts of trouble logging into blogger, seems that I mst go somewhere other than the main page or i cant sign in... hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, &lt;a href="http://goosetheforce.blogspot.com/"&gt;Danny the Goose&lt;/a&gt; pulished a rather pointless and somewhat comical conversation on his &lt;a href="http://goosetheforce.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; on Sat March 16 (its the long one, you cant miss it). i suggest you check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO OOO im got voted to be Open House/ ASI representative in my theater club next year. &lt;br /&gt;Snootch to the Nootch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news im still on page 2 of my 4 page enlish project thats due after my math final that i havent studied for which is in 12 hours. this could turn out to have disasterous consequences. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10851564?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10851564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10851564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10851564' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10720295</id><published>2002-03-13T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-13T20:43:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i dont know what has come over me, but I just got Audio Galaxy, and I have been Downloading Jazz songs. one particular song, called Channel One suite I have listend to about 20 times since I downloaded it a few days ago (even though its 12 minutes long). Basicly its like a suite of sorts with four sections to it and It just rocks with the big band. I found it under the artist Buddy Rich and I highly suggest. But while youre listening to it imagine a high school Jazz Band trying to play it, and then Me trying to do something that resembles a saxophone solo in the middle. WHen I downloaded the song I sorta did a "OOOO so thats what its supposed to sound like."  I wanna go back and play the song again, if only i could find my old music. But it is sooo cool.&lt;br /&gt; so yah, stupid finals are coming up and im afraid ive forgotten everything i learned in math.&lt;br /&gt;I also when on a down loading binge (with my 56k modem) and downloaded all the living end songs that i dont have. I highly suggest Living ends cover of sunday bloody sunday and Iv'e Just Seen A Face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10720295?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10720295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10720295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10720295' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10522744</id><published>2002-03-07T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T23:26:31.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have discovered that my posts have a multi personality/ manic depressive feeling to them. While its still unclear if I actualy have the disease's Ill try to warn you before hand what the posts are about. For instance this one is informative and comical (well not really) and the Poems of 2/28 are serious. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10522744?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10522744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10522744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10522744' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10441924</id><published>2002-03-05T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T00:28:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bat Boy came up with the idea of having his very own dark ride. Here is a first draft of what it would be like“Bat Boy: Depth of the cave”  The story makes alot more sense if you know bat boy the musical, but as i said, its a first draft.&lt;br /&gt;I present to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Bat Boy: Depth of the cave” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**use your imagination**&lt;br /&gt;The outside queue is surrounded by a hill with a depressing waterfall, decaying, grass and a couple of rotting cow skeletons. It leads to a cave entrance, and a sign stating "hope falls city limits" it appears to have been boarded up for some time, but you enter and go deeper into the cave, lit by candlelight. Occasionally you see the shadows of scurrying bats on the ceiling and an eerily slow, very legato-vibrato-ish, Dance with me darling plays (song from Bat Boy the Musical), performed by a cello, accompanied maybe by a piano or organ. Finally you reach your cars. They are rather comforterable and are equipped with overhead restraints all painted black. They have the capability to rotate sideways and flip forwards and backwards, but never move in a jerky fashion. Your journey starts as your lone pod (fitting four people) journeys into the cave, and it gets darker and darker and darker till its pitch black and you start to hear talking, sounds like three kids! You see a few flashlights moving around and a scream when WHAM your flipped backwards 180 and your facing some mysterious creature resembling a human in form coming at you (the blinding light makes it hard to see exactly what it was).  After this terrifying ordeal you’ll need to relax so your seats are put into a slight recline which is increased by your accent. You seem to have found your way into a living room where two kids are on a couch, one with bandages on its neck, and another one up by a large cage (Shelly about 16), inside the cage a bag with something moving inside it.&lt;br /&gt;You move outside past a hillside of sorry looking cows. When you are slowly flipped upside-down again while rotating in a way that would conceal where you came from and disorient you enough to make you think your reentering the same room, when in reality your not. This room is filled with glowing orange candles and in the cage we finally see bat boy (appears to be 17) in a sleeping state, dangling by his legs from the top of the cage (but your also upside-down). And we precede through the room up the stairs while flipping right side up and rotating in the direction your going. In the first bed room door we see a beautiful girl, shelly, reading to the bat boy, next we see them studying flash cards, and in the last they are having tea at a table with two parental figures (progressively his clothes get nicer). This scene leads outside onto a hilltop, and one of the sorry looking cows tips over, dead. Right next to it is the father looking sorrowful as he has a medical bag and is tending to another dead cow right next to it, with apparent bite marks on its neck. down by a waterfall we see Mom and dad talking to their daughter in a stern way and the daughter looking very sad/scared. The next scene we find Mom and Dad with his shot gun and both are around the empty cage. &lt;br /&gt;We enter into darkness, and this scene (rotate 90* left) is bat boy (driving) and shelly (sleeping) in a car going away from town. You straighten forward and see speeding on your right the mom and dad. The speed quickly heightens and Bat Boys car seems to go out of control careening to the right (right in front of you and right into the other car (right before the car goes in front of you threes a few quick flashes ::or something to that effect:: and your pod does some random flipping/spinning action. Ending in a weird position (probably slightly more than perpendicular with the ground) &lt;br /&gt;as the light comes up on a new scene your car is slowly lifted into normal position, and a weeping shelly is under a tree next to the dead bodies inside their cars. You progress forward a ways and, and enter the boarded up cave again. Inside we see a crude burial site and evidence of someone living there (a dead cow). After taking in this disturbing sight a large flutter of bats is heard (and possibly seen in a shadow somewhere) as the candle lights go out and a high pitched, eerie scream of a woman is heard from the depths of the cave. &lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed it. tell me what you think in my dreambook.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Shelly and Bat Boy (Edgar) from BB:tM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.batboy-themusical.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.batboy-themusical.com/insideyourheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10441924?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10441924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10441924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10441924' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10286266</id><published>2002-03-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T18:30:07.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WICKETY WACK YO! English was canceled for the third time this week, its the shiznit mothafucka. Oh, and saxophone ensamble practice was canceled also, but i wanted to go to that. Sheet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo song of the day is Toxicity by System of a Down. Its pretty old but it be trippin, word up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10286266?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10286266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10286266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10286266' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10217538</id><published>2002-02-28T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T00:47:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These poems are both a few years old though they have gone through many revisions. Both were included in "A Mad Mans Poetry Anthology" which was the only english project i can remember getting an A on in High School. Though that couldve been cause I was the only person whose anthology wasnt about love, death, or nature and not cause the poems are any good. &lt;br /&gt;The second poem is on poetry.com. I got really excited when they sent me a semi-finalist letter, but i soon found out it was a come on to buy their stuff. A buddy of mine bought a book of poetry that is totaly useless except for the fact that he is in it, luckily I stoped my mom from buying something similar. I revised it again because I wasn't happy with rhyming help and kelp. Anyway both are sorta derpresing and are very much true to my life. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An arrow shot through it&lt;br /&gt;as she said some rehearsed speech&lt;br /&gt;designed to save my pain&lt;br /&gt;but the heart it did reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stabbed straight through&lt;br /&gt;naturally it blead&lt;br /&gt;then it started bleeding even more&lt;br /&gt;inside of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she walked away in silence&lt;br /&gt;then a guy attacked&lt;br /&gt;put her in a hold&lt;br /&gt;and her head he sacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he took her away&lt;br /&gt;as I stood there still stunned&lt;br /&gt;I turned and left&lt;br /&gt;because my brain was numbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police came to my door&lt;br /&gt;about two weeks later&lt;br /&gt;she was raped and shot&lt;br /&gt;he killed the little trader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figures they'd accuse me&lt;br /&gt;I have been acting quite strange&lt;br /&gt;I had a great motive&lt;br /&gt;(and I do seem deranged)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she deserved what she got&lt;br /&gt;that was my feeling.&lt;br /&gt;three walls and a gate&lt;br /&gt;was where my life was leading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's where I am now&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the chair&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do it&lt;br /&gt;but i do not care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm approaching my death&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for the end&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to join her&lt;br /&gt;she is just around the bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see us together again&lt;br /&gt;her hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;her smiling face&lt;br /&gt;and everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lost is the man who searches for something&lt;br /&gt;to liven his days and keep his heart thumping.&lt;br /&gt;For he gets depressed and cuts himself lightly,&lt;br /&gt;He prays for his death and mourns himself nightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets give this poor guy a round of applause&lt;br /&gt;because he forgot to read the last clause.&lt;br /&gt;the one where it says that life is no game,&lt;br /&gt;even so he's a loser and they all are the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10217538?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10217538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10217538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10217538' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10204089</id><published>2002-02-27T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T17:26:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt the need to add a Guest book even though noone knows this exists yet. They will soon though. SIGN IT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10204089?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10204089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10204089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10204089' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3362148.post-10201218</id><published>2002-02-27T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-27T15:44:57.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My very first blog, oh the joy, i feel like a marshmellow about to be impaled on a stick and stuck into a fire pit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3362148-10201218?l=reelbigbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10201218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3362148/posts/default/10201218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reelbigbear.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10201218' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02753619810977947078</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></entry></feed>
