<?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-2012146309536675384</id><updated>2011-08-14T09:15:36.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See, wha' had happen' was.......</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5752703382556873283</id><published>2008-10-20T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:39:05.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roadtrippin'...sharing my many musical talents</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zxs5SEnAks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1zxs5SEnAks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5752703382556873283?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5752703382556873283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5752703382556873283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5752703382556873283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5752703382556873283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/roadtrippinsharing-my-many-musical.html' title='roadtrippin&apos;...sharing my many musical talents'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-8932284337532548202</id><published>2008-10-06T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:05:00.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't try to have a convo with me when i'm tryin' ta sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3fsO3La370"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S3fsO3La370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-8932284337532548202?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8932284337532548202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=8932284337532548202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8932284337532548202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8932284337532548202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-try-to-have-convo-with-me-when-im.html' title='don&apos;t try to have a convo with me when i&apos;m tryin&apos; ta sleep!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-1127570685924758105</id><published>2008-10-02T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:09:22.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frogs in my car</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBqm92DNBhE"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBqm92DNBhE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-1127570685924758105?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1127570685924758105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=1127570685924758105' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1127570685924758105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1127570685924758105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/frogs-in-my-car.html' title='frogs in my car'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5280741463285274732</id><published>2008-06-10T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:00.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuttin' it close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE5ZsI1iyDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4c4cbHhvCkM/s1600-h/SL370995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210200433735419954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE5ZsI1iyDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4c4cbHhvCkM/s320/SL370995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; two things i want you to see here...&lt;br /&gt;1) for starters...&lt;em&gt;this is the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; ever put into my little 4 banger&lt;/em&gt; (4 cylinder) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt; accord.&lt;br /&gt;2) i blogged before about how i my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt; sometimes lives on the "e" line.  well...here's the proof.  my car has a 15 gallon tank, as you can clearly see i needed more than 15 gallons.  cuttin' close....&lt;br /&gt;what's the most you've spent at the pump, lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5280741463285274732?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5280741463285274732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5280741463285274732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5280741463285274732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5280741463285274732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuttin-it-close.html' title='cuttin&apos; it close'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE5ZsI1iyDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4c4cbHhvCkM/s72-c/SL370995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-915723210549118815</id><published>2008-06-09T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>transFROmation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the baby fro just got too hot!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209917363110684770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE1YPQlaKGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yf-7Cn1HenU/s320/SL370972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the cut...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE1YuBfAfJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rBX1ARf85fk/s1600-h/SL370973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209917891633249426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE1YuBfAfJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rBX1ARf85fk/s320/SL370973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;during the cut..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209918653106399410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE1ZaWMWqLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pNS_WcSPFVE/s320/SL370975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after the cut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-915723210549118815?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/915723210549118815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=915723210549118815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/915723210549118815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/915723210549118815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/06/transfromation.html' title='transFROmation'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SE1YPQlaKGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yf-7Cn1HenU/s72-c/SL370972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-823662512170868714</id><published>2008-06-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>livin' in 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SEkiuSHtLpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_hyCLDKJ8pY/s1600-h/hitech-toiletr_69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208732622564175506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SEkiuSHtLpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_hyCLDKJ8pY/s400/hitech-toiletr_69.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.&lt;br /&gt;3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.&lt;br /&gt;4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses .&lt;br /&gt;6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen.&lt;br /&gt;8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.&lt;br /&gt;10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.&lt;br /&gt;11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )&lt;br /&gt;You're reading this and laughing because you've done a few of these!  Right?&lt;br /&gt;Which one, two, or three made you laugh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-823662512170868714?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/823662512170868714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=823662512170868714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/823662512170868714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/823662512170868714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/06/livin-in-2008.html' title='livin&apos; in 2008'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SEkiuSHtLpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_hyCLDKJ8pY/s72-c/hitech-toiletr_69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-1971066155450451937</id><published>2008-06-02T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>familylife conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SERZd1-i6II/AAAAAAAAAHM/BM-VX3v1ZpY/s1600-h/SL370932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207385438387628162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SERZd1-i6II/AAAAAAAAAHM/BM-VX3v1ZpY/s400/SL370932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what an incredible weekend we just had...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; one to remember!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and i, along with 6 other incredible couples, attended a weekend long marriage conference that was held in the downtown Disney area. &lt;em&gt;A Weekend To Remember &lt;/em&gt;is hosted by &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familylife.com/"&gt;FamilyLife ministries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and i have lead several marriage small groups over a year now and it's off the chain!! we have couples from all walks of life who want more out of their marriages than just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;roommate&lt;/span&gt;!! it has been an honor to see God change these marriages right in front of us.....including our own. no matter how long we've been married...we can all use a tune up and a tweak in certain areas of our life. if you ever have the opportunity to expericence A Weekend To Remember conference......then Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-1971066155450451937?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1971066155450451937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=1971066155450451937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1971066155450451937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1971066155450451937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/06/familylife-conference.html' title='familylife conference'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SERZd1-i6II/AAAAAAAAAHM/BM-VX3v1ZpY/s72-c/SL370932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-4300963808801481469</id><published>2008-05-30T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>calm down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD_ZvzuFilI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mX7Oaw2SIaA/s1600-h/35mph_advisory_sign%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206119109624171090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD_ZvzuFilI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mX7Oaw2SIaA/s400/35mph_advisory_sign%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was driving home yesterday from work.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt;' to get home as fast as possible to see the two ladies in my life!  the last mile before entering our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;subdivision&lt;/span&gt; is a 35 mph zone.  yesterday a car was doing about 15 mph and had several cars backed up.  some decided to go around the car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disregarding&lt;/span&gt; the double yellow lines and some honked their horns.  i started to get frustrated too, but i stopped and calmed down.  I DID WHAT? yeah.....i was shocked too!  i thought to myself....&lt;em&gt;there has to be a reason for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pokieness&lt;/span&gt; going on up there?&lt;/em&gt;  it was an elderly couple that seemed to be lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday some put their lives in danger by taking on the oncoming traffic and some got so mad that they cussed out the elderly couple.  WOW!  have we gotten to a place that a slow car can put us in a state of rage and have us make decisions that could cost us our life?  at the end of the day it may have cost me another minute of my life to drive patiently behind the lost couple.  so the next time you encounter a situation that makes your blood boil quickly.  take a minute to calm down and reason the situation before you make your decision.  it may cost you less than you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-4300963808801481469?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4300963808801481469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=4300963808801481469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4300963808801481469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4300963808801481469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/calm-down.html' title='calm down'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD_ZvzuFilI/AAAAAAAAAHE/mX7Oaw2SIaA/s72-c/35mph_advisory_sign%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-4004450039240802124</id><published>2008-05-29T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prep time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD6S6zuFikI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nSySbVnu7x0/s1600-h/SL370332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205759758300449346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD6S6zuFikI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nSySbVnu7x0/s400/SL370332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15 and 30 minute meals are a joke! let me tell you why and if you cook you will understand. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREP TIME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; choppin' all your veggies and marinating your meats can sometimes take you 15 to 30 minutes alone. when we watch all the cooking shows on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.... all the prep work is done. yeah....that's right, sittin' in those little containers and bowls on the counter is all the grunt work of cooking! if when i started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cookin&lt;/span&gt;' and the prep work was sittin' in bowls. &lt;em&gt;i would then be able to do 15 and 30 minute meals. &lt;/em&gt;don't get it twisted.... i really enjoy cooking and tryin' new things in the kitchen. but, it hit me last night when i was cooking. i thought i would whip something together real quick for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and me. by the time i got done with the prep......30 minutes had gone by and i hadn't put heat on anything!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;...maybe i can get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; to do all my prep work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-4004450039240802124?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4004450039240802124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=4004450039240802124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4004450039240802124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4004450039240802124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/prep-time.html' title='prep time!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SD6S6zuFikI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nSySbVnu7x0/s72-c/SL370332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5305487162978634681</id><published>2008-05-26T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:01.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>top deck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SDgf0zuFijI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H9BC7a6Nt-0/s1600-h/SL370756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203944361523776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SDgf0zuFijI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H9BC7a6Nt-0/s400/SL370756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... look at the sexy chocolate on the beach!! calm down, calm down! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kidding...maybe? this picture was taken on the 2nd day of the cruise on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cococay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, royal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;caribbean's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; island. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i enjoyed our time on the boat and the bahama beaches. my favorite part of the cruise was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;' on the top deck when we were at sea. what a view with the cool, strong breeze &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hittin&lt;/span&gt;' your face that feels like it's going to knock you down. &lt;em&gt;YEAH BABY!! &lt;/em&gt;i gotta say though.....the cruise didn't live up to all the hype. almost everyone we told we were cruisin' said it would be the best vacation we'd ever done. don't get me wrong, it was a blessing to be able to step away for a few days to relax with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt;. some say the 7 day cruise is better, some say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is better. who knows? so i guess next time we need to do a 7 day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cruise. yeah right....with who's money? oh yeah.... the other thing i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' out over was the size of the boat. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT THING WAS HUGE&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; i would just stare at it sometimes in awe of its size. so....maybe someday i'll see you on the top deck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5305487162978634681?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5305487162978634681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5305487162978634681' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5305487162978634681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5305487162978634681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-deck.html' title='top deck'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SDgf0zuFijI/AAAAAAAAAG0/H9BC7a6Nt-0/s72-c/SL370756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2615508281966985148</id><published>2008-05-15T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T04:27:06.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quick 5</title><content type='html'>tomorrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and i are off for the cruise!  we're celebrating our 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year anniversary on the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. what a short ride 5 years has been for us.  we've traveled the globe, moved across the country, given birth to a beautiful daughter, helped to plant a church, changed careers.  wow!   what will the next 5 be like?  can't wait to find out what the Lord has in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2615508281966985148?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2615508281966985148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2615508281966985148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2615508281966985148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2615508281966985148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-5.html' title='quick 5'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-783291897489055112</id><published>2008-05-14T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdkV-beNCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ugWuZBRoso/s1600-h/SL370684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199234623520781346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdkV-beNCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ugWuZBRoso/s400/SL370684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how can she find so much pleasure out of something that hurts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; bad? yeah....it looks cute, but it's not your nose/cheek/little part of the eye that's in a death grip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-783291897489055112?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/783291897489055112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=783291897489055112' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/783291897489055112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/783291897489055112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdkV-beNCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/_ugWuZBRoso/s72-c/SL370684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2730385461685702736</id><published>2008-05-13T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get a job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdyYubeNDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3W4wLEwuVR4/s1600-h/Edit+pic+of+b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199250063928210482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdyYubeNDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3W4wLEwuVR4/s400/Edit+pic+of+b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the pooch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weighin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' in around 80 pounds, give a few. he's a good dog and listens well. i just wish he'd get a job!! he just chills way too much for what he brings to the table. that would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; says he brings us love and protection.&lt;em&gt; WHAT? that's a bunch of crap!!&lt;/em&gt; when i come home from work, he acts if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interrupting&lt;/span&gt; his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nap time&lt;/span&gt; or his tough schedule and then he has the nerve to get irritated. the question is....how can i make some dough from the pooch? he's too old to model and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took his manhood away a long time ago. any suggestions? and i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not the only one that feels that his dog is too lazy and needs a job. or am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2730385461685702736?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2730385461685702736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2730385461685702736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2730385461685702736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2730385461685702736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/get-job.html' title='get a job'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdyYubeNDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3W4wLEwuVR4/s72-c/Edit+pic+of+b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-8213807853479429200</id><published>2008-05-12T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how many eggs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdbfObeNBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dq37Yg5t6ng/s1600-h/SL370680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199224886829921298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdbfObeNBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dq37Yg5t6ng/s400/SL370680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; mornings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; or i will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; make some type of breakfast, other than smoothies or oatmeal. this past weekend we were a little tight on groceries, since we haven't made the &lt;em&gt;wally world&lt;/em&gt; trip in a minute. i had 3 eggs and some turkey bacon to work with. no problem, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; worked with less. my plan was to just split the three eggs between the two of us. hold up, wait a minute! when i cracked the first egg, it had 2 yokes in it. &lt;em&gt;dang!! i have never seen this before&lt;/em&gt;. The Lord has always provided for me and my family, but sometimes the Lord gets funny with His methods. I'm grateful to serve a God with a sense of humor and who doesn't forget the small things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-8213807853479429200?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8213807853479429200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=8213807853479429200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8213807853479429200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8213807853479429200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-many-eggs.html' title='how many eggs?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCdbfObeNBI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Dq37Yg5t6ng/s72-c/SL370680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-4824886512737467733</id><published>2008-05-08T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cruisin' in a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCO3AmOChmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MX0sC-ISork/s1600-h/RoyalCaribbeanCruiseLines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198199615803000418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCO3AmOChmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MX0sC-ISork/s400/RoyalCaribbeanCruiseLines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's been a couple of years since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and i got away from the hustle of everyday life. our 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year anniversary is May 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and will be in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bahamas&lt;/span&gt; by way of this &lt;em&gt;little sail boat. &lt;/em&gt;we are set and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; to cruise!! this is our 1st cruise. so we went with royal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;caribbean&lt;/span&gt;, 'cause we heard a lot of good things about the line. have you cruised? what was your likes and dislikes? i'd love to hear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-4824886512737467733?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4824886512737467733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=4824886512737467733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4824886512737467733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4824886512737467733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/cruisin-in-week.html' title='cruisin&apos; in a week'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCO3AmOChmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MX0sC-ISork/s72-c/RoyalCaribbeanCruiseLines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-8971528143154879920</id><published>2008-05-08T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where my surfers at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCLXI2OChlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tklgCuLUd7M/s1600-h/SL370652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197953466932299346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCLXI2OChlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tklgCuLUd7M/s320/SL370652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let me tell you why i need a surfer. new s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myrna&lt;/span&gt; beach in fl is typically where the fam and i go to just chill.   it's south of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;daytona&lt;/span&gt; beach, fl.  every year new s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;myrna&lt;/span&gt; ranks as one of the highest shark attacks beaches in the country. there have been 11 shark bites so far this year and 10 out of the 11 have happened in the same spot.  hmm...still not sure why people keep going to that same spot.  &lt;em&gt;NOT WHERE WE GO!!&lt;/em&gt; my strategy is this..... as long as there's a surfer out farther than me, it's all good. as you can see yesterday....there were no surfers or anybody in the water for that matter. i did not swim yesterday, which is a first for me.  i still had a good time with my fam, but i  needed a surfer to comfort me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-8971528143154879920?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8971528143154879920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=8971528143154879920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8971528143154879920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8971528143154879920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-my-surfers-at.html' title='where my surfers at?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCLXI2OChlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tklgCuLUd7M/s72-c/SL370652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-8244976745756501587</id><published>2008-05-07T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beach day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJAXmOChhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PLmv2BjoHLg/s1600-h/SL370655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197787694079575570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJAXmOChhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PLmv2BjoHLg/s320/SL370655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i surprised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and my 3 month old by taking them to the beach today. i only put in work for half a day at the office.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; 'bout flipped her mind when she found out that i took off for a day at the beach!  i just needed to spend some time with my family.  for me......at the end of the day my family is the most important thing i have.  my career, friends, houses, cars, toys, etc. will come and go, but a good family.......hard to come by.  i love the family God has given me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-8244976745756501587?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8244976745756501587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=8244976745756501587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8244976745756501587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8244976745756501587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/beach-day.html' title='beach day'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJAXmOChhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PLmv2BjoHLg/s72-c/SL370655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2981651996921310823</id><published>2008-05-06T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:03.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good toons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCA0l3kpYrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SbEe2GAYpZI/s1600-h/SL370634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197211795163013810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCA0l3kpYrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SbEe2GAYpZI/s320/SL370634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i don't know about you, but i miss the old school cartoons!  remember back in the day when cartoons didn't talk..... and you had to use your imagination.  still to day, if i have a few minutes on a saturday morning, i will search all 100+ channels trying to find a throw-back cartoon.  tom and jerry is still one of my favs.  what about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2981651996921310823?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2981651996921310823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2981651996921310823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2981651996921310823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2981651996921310823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-toons.html' title='the good toons'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCA0l3kpYrI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SbEe2GAYpZI/s72-c/SL370634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2333726265449968420</id><published>2008-05-05T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:55:06.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>losin' my mind at wally world!!</title><content type='html'>i did the bi-weekly shopping at wally world this last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;. i got myself pumped up, cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' to wally world &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; no joke. ya know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'? so... i got my list together by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;walkin&lt;/span&gt;' all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the house to see what we needed. stop it....you do it too! finally, after all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-game hype, i get to wally world and "it's time to do work." i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;' good for the first 15 minutes or so (going off of memory) and then i went to the list. do you know i couldn't read what I HAD WRITTEN! i sat there starring, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' to myself.........&lt;em&gt;what is THAT! am i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;'? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;you...have...got...to...be...kiddin!&lt;/em&gt; after 'bout 2 good hard minutes and i mean..... hard minutes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt;' at my list... i remembered what i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tryin&lt;/span&gt;' to write. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; still a little worried that i couldn't read my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gibberish&lt;/span&gt; and that i had to go off memory. WOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2333726265449968420?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2333726265449968420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2333726265449968420' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2333726265449968420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2333726265449968420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/losin-my-mind-at-wally-world.html' title='losin&apos; my mind at wally world!!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2109106831460835261</id><published>2008-05-02T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:03.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>csi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBr-HnkpYmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5UawSE95S3I/s1600-h/107820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195744526960517730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBr-HnkpYmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5UawSE95S3I/s400/107820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this show is off the chain!! it's still one of my favorite shows on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. i actually like all 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;csi's&lt;/span&gt;, but rarely watch them all even with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tevo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;csi&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ny&lt;/span&gt; is probably my favorite. i just can't believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;csi&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;vagas&lt;/span&gt; has been on 8 seasons. i remember watching the first episode!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2109106831460835261?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2109106831460835261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2109106831460835261' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2109106831460835261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2109106831460835261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/csi.html' title='csi'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBr-HnkpYmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5UawSE95S3I/s72-c/107820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2551661379577196481</id><published>2008-05-01T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T04:01:45.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da onesie</title><content type='html'>so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;changin&lt;/span&gt;' my 3 month old last night, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' her ready for bed, right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt;' no more than a few minutes since i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;watchin&lt;/span&gt;' the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cavs&lt;/span&gt; close out the wizards in game 5 (didn't happen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cavs&lt;/span&gt; lost by a point.)  why does it take 15 minutes to change a diaper and put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;onesie&lt;/span&gt; on 23 inches?  thank the Lord for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tevo&lt;/span&gt;!  i guess the trick is...... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' her setup during halftime and not during a commercial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2551661379577196481?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2551661379577196481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2551661379577196481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2551661379577196481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2551661379577196481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/05/da-onesie.html' title='da onesie'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-8701453732663581000</id><published>2008-04-30T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:03.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new five spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBNTg3kpYiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KRi_rrlpsbE/s1600-h/5+bill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193586619426890274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBNTg3kpYiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KRi_rrlpsbE/s400/5+bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah...........we laugh now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-8701453732663581000?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8701453732663581000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=8701453732663581000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8701453732663581000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/8701453732663581000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-five-spot.html' title='the new five spot'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SBNTg3kpYiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/KRi_rrlpsbE/s72-c/5+bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-7916514253920393475</id><published>2008-04-29T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:03:47.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late showers</title><content type='html'>so yesterday i was running a little late to get out the door for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;workspot&lt;/span&gt;. what is it that makes us think we have time to take a shower..... when we need to be walking out the door in 1o minutes? but, we try it anyway!! i can pull it off if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;throwin&lt;/span&gt;' on some jeans, sweats, and a tee. but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; suited up. in my head, i know i can't shower and suit up in 10 minutes, but i still try it anyway. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; is funny too, cause she knows when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; supposed to be leaving. she'll hear or see me turn the shower on and just shake her head. "you don't have time for that.....do you know what time it is?" i know...i know, it'll be cool. sometimes i can get real close to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt;' it and what happens........i have to go to the bathroom!!! as soon as that happens....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; officially late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-7916514253920393475?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7916514253920393475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=7916514253920393475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/7916514253920393475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/7916514253920393475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/late-showers.html' title='late showers'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-7015319459433677571</id><published>2008-04-28T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T04:31:40.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck on the beach</title><content type='html'>it was some nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;livin&lt;/span&gt;' yesterday here in central &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;florida&lt;/span&gt;.....mid 80's.  lovely!!  so i took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and our 3 month old to new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;smyrna&lt;/span&gt; beach....'bout a 35 minute drive from the house.  the water was a little cold for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; and baby, but it was all good for me!  my girls laid on the beach, while i got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; out by the waves.  we stayed at the beach 'bout.....3 hours and some change.  one of the great things about this beach is that you can park your car on the beach.  which is cool, cause' everything you need is right there next to you in the car.  it was our first time to park our car on the beach.  let me start by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;', my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt; accord with the low profile tires doesn't like going uphill in the sand.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;maaan&lt;/span&gt;..... i got stuck!  'bout 3 guys came to my rescue and helped the bogged  down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt;.  they told me 'bout another exit that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;honda&lt;/span&gt; friendly, which is what i will use from now on.   it's funny now.....yesterday it wasn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-7015319459433677571?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7015319459433677571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=7015319459433677571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/7015319459433677571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/7015319459433677571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuck-on-beach.html' title='stuck on the beach'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5232998291544852862</id><published>2008-04-25T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:03.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghetto flat screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_fcnkpYfI/AAAAAAAAADc/1QeNb4N-E2k/s1600-h/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192614578133492210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_fcnkpYfI/AAAAAAAAADc/1QeNb4N-E2k/s200/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_ey3kpYeI/AAAAAAAAADU/U2k6Ae47nH8/s1600-h/ghetto+flat+screen.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_ennkpYdI/AAAAAAAAADM/NHhTg_o8sng/s1600-h/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was &lt;em&gt;flat screen&lt;/em&gt; before there was &lt;em&gt;flat screen&lt;/em&gt;.  this is sooo.....ghetto! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_fcnkpYfI/AAAAAAAAADc/1QeNb4N-E2k/s1600-h/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again, if this is your tv......my bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192614792881857026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_fpHkpYgI/AAAAAAAAADk/Gyu_7RDYKv4/s200/ghetto+flat+screen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_eFXkpYbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/874SKHn1to0/s1600-h/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5232998291544852862?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5232998291544852862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5232998291544852862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5232998291544852862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5232998291544852862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_23.html' title='ghetto flat screen'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA_fcnkpYfI/AAAAAAAAADc/1QeNb4N-E2k/s72-c/ghetto+flat+screen1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-417545025177238086</id><published>2008-04-24T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:04.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's bentley?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA-4D3kpYXI/AAAAAAAAACc/nj7yPssyIq0/s1600-h/P1010047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192571271978246514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA-4D3kpYXI/AAAAAAAAACc/nj7yPssyIq0/s400/P1010047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i have a really cool dog named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. he's half pit/half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and well trained. i know, i know...... you don't believe me and that's cool, because you don't have to. but this story is funny! two nights ago at about...... 1:20 am i hear 3 short barks from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i thought to myself, who's outside my house because "B" only barks when he's told to or if someone is near that's not welcome. so i get up to look outside and who do i see? it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! he had been outside on the patio waiting contently to be let back in from his poop/pee break that begin at 11:15 pm. this may not be a big deal at your home, but we don't have a fence! which means our 90 pound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pitt&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rottie&lt;/span&gt; didn't leave the yard and stayed outside faithfully for over 3 hours. how could you forget this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;handsome&lt;/span&gt; dog you ask? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; forgot to let him back in.... which is great for me, 'cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;n't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; always been on the same page. but we tight now! thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-417545025177238086?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/417545025177238086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=417545025177238086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/417545025177238086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/417545025177238086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/wheres-bentley.html' title='where&apos;s bentley?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SA-4D3kpYXI/AAAAAAAAACc/nj7yPssyIq0/s72-c/P1010047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-3944638885104638098</id><published>2008-04-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:13:29.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the job</title><content type='html'>i went back to work Monday from being off a whole week and of course i wasn't ready to go back. my reality set in when the alarm went off. in my mind i tried to figure out how i could just get one more day off and promised myself i would rest. that really doesn't work! so, then i convinced myself that when i got home from work, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i would &lt;/span&gt;go straight to bed. that never happens either, but it seems to help me get moving for the moment. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been back at work for a couple of days and getting back in the groove. my question to you: why is going back to work after vacation so hard? i feel it's one of the most unholy things to do....of course that's when the alarm is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blaring&lt;/span&gt; that first morning of return!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-3944638885104638098?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3944638885104638098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=3944638885104638098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3944638885104638098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3944638885104638098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-job.html' title='back to the job'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5738733093216945098</id><published>2008-04-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T03:42:41.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fair warning</title><content type='html'>when i worked in an all sales office, we had a lot of down time. so, some of the guys liked to pull pranks on each other. all i asked is that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; pull one on me! my revenge wouldn't be so funny. they held off for a long time without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pranking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me, until one day..... they got me. they filled my leather chair with water, when i sat down to answer the phone my butt got soaked. needless to say....i gave everyone fair warning to leave me alone. so.....the brave one stepped up and confessed that he did the prank and for me to bring it on. SO I DID! did i mentioned i lived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colorado&lt;/span&gt; Springs and he commuted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Denver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyday?....&lt;/span&gt;..about an hour drive and it was winter? i waited a few days to let the anticipation die down. i went to taco bell and grabbed about 10 hot sauce packets. i poured the sauce along the top of his windshield wipers. so, when he'd turn on his wipers, the sauce would smear the windshield, blinding his vision. IT WORKED!! i received a VERY COLORFUL phone call about 30 minutes into his commute that he couldn't see out of his windshield and he was pulling off the highway to try to scrap the sauce off his windshield!! did i mention it was snowing? imagine..... the mixture of taco bell sauce, windshield wiper fluid, snow, and freezing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;temperatures, i would say that&lt;/span&gt; made up for the soaking of my leather chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5738733093216945098?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5738733093216945098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5738733093216945098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5738733093216945098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5738733093216945098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/fair-warning.html' title='fair warning'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-4539594967283789563</id><published>2008-04-21T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:04.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving fast?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SAx0lJDkfBI/AAAAAAAAACM/jrHK4yb0sIA/s1600-h/Image.X.MA1.1204119835%40aol.com%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191652651886214162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SAx0lJDkfBI/AAAAAAAAACM/jrHK4yb0sIA/s320/Image.X.MA1.1204119835%40aol.com%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is a true sign that you're driving way to fast! if you got pulled over by a cop, there's not an excuse in the world that could get you out of a speeding ticket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-4539594967283789563?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4539594967283789563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=4539594967283789563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4539594967283789563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/4539594967283789563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='driving fast?'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SAx0lJDkfBI/AAAAAAAAACM/jrHK4yb0sIA/s72-c/Image.X.MA1.1204119835%40aol.com%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-3169125329132492806</id><published>2008-04-17T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:06:30.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gasin' with no apoligies</title><content type='html'>my 11 week old baby girl can do no wrong at this stage in her life. everything she does, everybody thinks it's so cute! let me prove it. last week she farted (in my lap) so loud in church, people heard it on the other side of the room. i think she planned the whole thing. her timing was too perfect, cause she did it right when the pastor paused to take a breath. and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; a quick hitter, she went for a good strong 3 seconds. of course she smiled and giggled, knowing papa would take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; hit of blame. everyone for a second thought it was me......but i was innocent on this occasion! if you or i did that anywhere near church (maybe some of you do) we wouldn't be so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-3169125329132492806?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3169125329132492806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=3169125329132492806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3169125329132492806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3169125329132492806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/gasin-with-no-apoligies.html' title='gasin&apos; with no apoligies'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-1782537621575712180</id><published>2008-04-10T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T05:10:25.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word of the day is.......</title><content type='html'>omelette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;.....u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;' right now, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;omelette&lt;/span&gt; you slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-1782537621575712180?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1782537621575712180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=1782537621575712180' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1782537621575712180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/1782537621575712180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/04/word-of-day-is.html' title='word of the day is.......'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-9126554508870731192</id><published>2008-03-25T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:03:59.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fightin' over yo' mama</title><content type='html'>remember back in the day.....you'd be on the playground at recess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;' kickball, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tetherball&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wall ball&lt;/span&gt;.  and someone would get mad cause they got beat, the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt; you hear is......YO MAMA!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;awwww&lt;/span&gt;, no he didn't......everybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;circled&lt;/span&gt; around you two cause it's bout' to go down right here right now!  for y'all that don't know.....when yo momma is put in ANY sentence, a fight bout' to break out!  before we  started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fightin&lt;/span&gt;, remember we would go round and round in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;circles&lt;/span&gt; for minutes (it seemed) until the first punch was thrown and it would go to the ground, then the teacher showed up.  i had so much fun as a kid!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;here's a few throwback momma jokes we was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fightin&lt;/span&gt;' over:&lt;br /&gt;1) yo momma so fat, she had to iron her clothes on the driveway!&lt;br /&gt;2) yo momma so black, the teacher marked her absent at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;night school&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;3) yo momma so fat, she wore a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vcr&lt;/span&gt; as a beeper! classic&lt;br /&gt;4) yo momma so black, if she put on orange lipstick....she look like a cheeseburger!&lt;br /&gt;comment if you got one or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-9126554508870731192?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9126554508870731192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=9126554508870731192' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/9126554508870731192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/9126554508870731192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/fightin-over-yo-mama.html' title='fightin&apos; over yo&apos; mama'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-9141999014220168534</id><published>2008-03-20T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:04.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prime property!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R-Kp7l6FZZI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZKCW-Z5ndHI/s1600-h/redneck-mansion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179889362682602898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R-Kp7l6FZZI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZKCW-Z5ndHI/s400/redneck-mansion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what in the world!!!  yeah.....that's what i thought too.  so, the next time you start to trip about where you live.  calm down, cause you could be on the 4th floor in this fine establishement!  and if you are......my bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-9141999014220168534?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9141999014220168534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=9141999014220168534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/9141999014220168534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/9141999014220168534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/prime-property.html' title='prime property!!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R-Kp7l6FZZI/AAAAAAAAACE/ZKCW-Z5ndHI/s72-c/redneck-mansion.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-2700595357411216018</id><published>2008-03-19T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T04:48:07.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i did it again</title><content type='html'>back in the day i drank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; coke, soda, pop, whatever you want to call depending on where you reside. i never kept them in frig, cause they took up so much room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not an ice man either.... so what do i do.......when i get in from doing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;, i will put a coke in the freezer and in no time it's nice and cold! my problem has always been, I FORGET that i put that coke in the freezer. so hours later &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;watchin&lt;/span&gt;' the game, forgotten all about the coke that's about to blow up my freezer and BOOM!!! .....what was that? then it hits me.... it's my can!! sometimes i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even hear the blow up.....it will hit me in mid sleep, you know how you just wake up in the middle of the night....like from a crazy dream. crap.....the can! not much you can at that point, the damage is done, your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;freezer&lt;/span&gt; looks like a coke can blew up inside! so you clean it in the morning. needless to say it's been almost a year since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; blown up my freezer......well until two days ago. we had a party at our crib on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, there were a few cokes left. so when i came home on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; from work, i thought.....i want a coke, it's been a while. you already know what i did! yeah....i put it in the freezer and didn't realize it til' the next morning while making coffee. WOW!! i tried to convince my wife to help a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;brotha&lt;/span&gt; out.... you already know how that went down! all she said is.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PUH&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LEEEASE&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-2700595357411216018?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2700595357411216018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=2700595357411216018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2700595357411216018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/2700595357411216018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-did-it-again.html' title='i did it again'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-3562153926364626972</id><published>2008-03-18T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T05:09:12.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gas is whaaaaat!!</title><content type='html'>check this out.... you know gas is too high when you can't afford to mow your lawn!  remember when you could fill up that little 3 gallon gas can for a couple of bucks!!  i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even fill that up any more, i stop at five bucks.  i cant put no $10 dollars in that little thing!  on the flip side... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been so low on gas in my car.......that i used the gas from that little can the garage!   see..... i live and drive on the "E" line, it drives my wife crazy.  if she gets in my car after me, she'll come back in the house to ask me if she can make it to the store and back?  you already know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to say!  yeah, you can make it back!!  she always makes it back.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; not without praying a little bit, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-3562153926364626972?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3562153926364626972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=3562153926364626972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3562153926364626972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/3562153926364626972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/gas-is-whaaaaat.html' title='gas is whaaaaat!!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2012146309536675384.post-5645627186742494653</id><published>2008-03-17T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:36:05.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poopexplosion!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R98c4Mz_XGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zMYdv1kVbXU/s1600-h/mean+muggin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178889848336899170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R98c4Mz_XGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zMYdv1kVbXU/s200/mean+muggin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my six week old daughter had her first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poopexplosion&lt;/span&gt; last week. to all parents new or old, you know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about! that poop you smell before it hits the diaper, that fart you hear over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; or radio and you say to yourself......"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what was that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"? yeah, you know what it is, you look to your spouse or anybody for that matter to see who you can sucker into changing that bomb that just dropped. it's amazing how quick you get your six week old back, when seconds ago she was the cutest thing since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beanie&lt;/span&gt; babies. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; left alone to do the deed.......you could get mad, but why, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; do it to you on purpose...... or did she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2012146309536675384-5645627186742494653?l=kennethclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5645627186742494653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2012146309536675384&amp;postID=5645627186742494653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5645627186742494653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2012146309536675384/posts/default/5645627186742494653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennethclark.blogspot.com/2008/03/poopexpllosion.html' title='poopexplosion!!'/><author><name>kenneth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01561877425946251802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/SCJZQGOChkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/nbVIKzdRfOY/S220/P1010031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s9Fcc2tiG7U/R98c4Mz_XGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zMYdv1kVbXU/s72-c/mean+muggin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
