<?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-5009107</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:35:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shrapnelz's corner</title><subtitle type='html'>MY PLACE TO RANT!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>346</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-116108517076546707</id><published>2006-10-17T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T04:39:30.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Monday for me I wish I did not have to go to work; this working for a living is under rated and under paid. Not much new with me been watching a lot of TV lately, watched Grey’s anatomy season 1 &amp; 2 which was not too bad at all. Also I am in the mist of watching Lost season 1 and that one is not too bad either I have seen worse. It is kind of nice having an earlier shift having a semblance of a real life is kind of nice. I am not a big fan of getting up early but I do like getting home before 3:00 Am but you cannot have it all now can you? It is starting to get cool out lately and I hope we the same kind of mild winter we had last year, I like this time of year especially when you are walking around outside and the way the leaves crackle when you walk there is something I find deeply satisfying about that for some unknown reason. In a couple of weeks we are getting all new windows and doors which should help with the heating bill the old windows are drafty as hell. We have around 15 windows and 2 doors to replace no small feat indeed. Anyway got to go and start to get ready for work talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-116108517076546707?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/116108517076546707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=116108517076546707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/116108517076546707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/116108517076546707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-monday-for-me-i-wish-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-115918235146078439</id><published>2006-09-25T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T04:05:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been here in quite a bit it seems and I am not sure why that is but that is life I guess, maybe it is just because I do not have much to say or don’t know how to say it. Work, eat and sleep seems like we all get caught in that trap does it not? Only my days off seem to break up the monotony of the week. Other than that not much new going on in my life, I am trying to lose some of the weight I have gained from getting older and from getting a beer belly as well. The beer I have stopped drinking and I do about 5 kilometers on my exercise bike a day and I try to do about 30 sit-ups. Sucks this whole getting older deal to tell you the truth but what are you going to do right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was fun some quality time just sitting around watching good old TV while it rained outside. I am not sure about you but there is something I love about being inside and hearing the rain beat against the window. I find the sound comforting and I am not sure why strange hunh? The only thing that beats it is when I am in bed and it is dark and I can hear the rain drum on the roof and window I find that relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-115918235146078439?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/115918235146078439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=115918235146078439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/115918235146078439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/115918235146078439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-not-been-here-in-quite-bit-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-115074402947882765</id><published>2006-06-19T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:07:09.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not been here in awhile but what can I say I have been a busy boy. Who ever invented this working for a living racket must have been rich and did not have to work in the first place. The last couple of weeks my days off have been busy like taking out the heavy garbage that still has not been picked up, plus I got to work at a polling station as well. That was interesting to be honest, mundane but interesting all the same. The best part was people watching and that is better than any T.V. getting used to driving again seeing how long it has been since I have actually gotten behind the wheel of a vehicle, it is hard to believe after all these years I actually have my own car. Other than that not much I new with me except I am loving the warm weather after all that rain we had. As an added bonus I have this Saturday coming up off to spend with my better half for her birthday. As well my vacation for the end of august ahs been approved and I am counting down the days. Anyway got to go and get ready to head to work talk to you all later have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-115074402947882765?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/115074402947882765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=115074402947882765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/115074402947882765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/115074402947882765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-not-been-here-in-awhile-but.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114865460601195100</id><published>2006-05-26T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T07:43:26.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not much new with me except that I am finally getting my own vehicle after all these years. Later on today I am going in to pick it up it is a 2006 Nissan Sentra SE. So I am a bit excited over that to be sure, it was a spur of the moment decision but what the hell we only live once. Besides the car has a six year warranty still on it so it should not be hard on the wallet in that case. The previous owner only put 1900 km on it so it is basically brand new. Anyway that is all that is new with me got to go and get my new set of wheels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114865460601195100?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114865460601195100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114865460601195100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114865460601195100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114865460601195100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/05/not-much-new-with-me-except-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114598238157889422</id><published>2006-04-25T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:26:21.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My day weekend is finally here, my mind is still a bit groggy because I slept just a little bit too good I think but my body must have needed it. Not much to say to tell you the truth nothing new has happened except I am still 6pm to 3am with Tuesday and Wednesday off now could be worse in some way shape or form of that I am sure. I have got my self a fancy smancy exercise bike that I use each and everyday except Sunday past because of this little thing call a hangover. Trying to fight the battle of the bulge that happens when you get older, I usually do between 5 to 7 kilometers a day and on my days off I usually do around 10 if I can. As well I have been doing sit ups as well to help get rid of the spare tire and it is a work in progress but yesterday I did 85 sit ups in one shot which I am a bit happy about. So hopefully by the summer I will be in good shape, mind you I don’t eat a whole hell of a lot and the spare tire is a beer belly which is my own fault so I am going to give up the drinking beer or awhile to get rid of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my days off I am will hang out and watch the big screen and relax, got some new movies to watch. One being Dust To Glory a documentary based on the famous Baja race in Mexico which I think will be pretty cool that race is a grueling ordeal. As well I have a couple of IMAX movies to view and the Final Fantasy Advent Children movie to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will putter around the yard and clean up and fire up the barbecue and taste the ambrosia. So gotta run have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114598238157889422?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114598238157889422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114598238157889422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114598238157889422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114598238157889422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-day-weekend-is-finally-here-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114442273363064870</id><published>2006-04-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:12:13.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soon it will be my weekend and I am looking forward to that, mind you it has not been a bad week at work but you know how that song and dance goes. The weather is warming up which is awesome after the deep freeze we go through in the winter time. I love the spring time I like the fall as well but not as much as I enjoy the spring. In the spring everything seems so cold and desolate at first, then like someone that has been asleep for a long time the earth stretches and yawns and life and color begins to bloom once more. Although with all the snow gone now I can see all the garbage trapped under my rose bushes that I will need to extract before all the thorns start sprouting, plus I need to invest in a hedge trimmer this summer I guess. Every time I try and mow close to the bushes in the mist of summer all the thorns threaten to pull me in and to punctuate the point they rip the shit out of my arms to taunt me, well the battle line has been drawn and I will prevail. We have to get our yard sprayed by someone because I am not dealing with all the ant nests this year like I had to last year because if so I have already threatened I would burn them out and my wife was lest than impressed with that idea (visions of her pyro husband burning the house down I guess). So other than that that is all that is new with so I gotta go and get busy living and I will catch you all later, be good everybody and if not be vary bad indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114442273363064870?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114442273363064870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114442273363064870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114442273363064870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114442273363064870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/04/soon-it-will-be-my-weekend-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114339987532354906</id><published>2006-03-26T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:04:35.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been awhile since I have written anything I know but what do you do right? Not much new in my world except I am a supervisor full time now which is pretty cool although I gave up a hell of a good shift to do so. The pay raise is nice when I get it; they fucked up on my pay scale yet again and if it is on the next pay all the retro pay is going to be taxed to death. My friend on the other hand has been waiting five weeks for his pay to be changed so he is going to get totally fucked when his pay goes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a new tattoo on the back of my arm it is a koy fish and yes it hurt like a son of a bitch but it is very nice job. It means fortune or luck or meeting your goals in life pick your poison. Me I have gotten married, been happy and have a have decent job does not get much better than that. Considering when I was younger I though I would drink myself to death and die in an alley or a ditch somewhere. God looks after fools and drunks they say and I guess I have full qualifications I guess. This Monday I am getting another tattoo then I have 4 or more to go then I will be done, but! Tattoos are very addictive so who knows right? I know me and my wife are both going to get a matching one with our names under it. But anyway enough of this rambling got to go the race is coming on (Bristol Baby!) and then I got to get ready to head to work have a good one talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114339987532354906?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114339987532354906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114339987532354906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114339987532354906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114339987532354906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/03/been-awhile-since-i-have-written.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114166363122281408</id><published>2006-03-06T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T08:47:11.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder if the society in North America is obsessed with death as a whole. This idea has been bouncing around in my head lately because all you see on TV Is violence and death. Think of all the action movies that are released. I wonder if this stems from the fact we have no idea what will happen to us when we die. When you die do you teeter on the edge of that big black abyss and fall down into the darkness forever? Hopefully there is something more, I have a couple of people I would like to come back and haunt periodically. Speaking of haunting I do believe there is something extra in this house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first moved in I was up late having a few beer listening to some music with my headphones on and over the music I could swear I could hear the cupboards in the laundry room opening and closing. So I chalked this off as new house noises and cracked another beer and went back to my business. Another night I was here at the computer with a wicked buzz on listening to music with the head phones on (this is when I was on the 6 to 3 shift and I did not want to wake my wife) and I was sitting there playing spider solitaire while sipping on some suds. All of a sudden I had this feeling that there was some one there. Quick glance and a shrug nope no one there, then I got this image in my head that there was an old man standing behind me staring at me. I can see him now when I think back but I cannot describe him to you written words would not be suffice. So I got totally weirded out and got sobered up really fast. So I turned everything off and said good enough you win I going to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time my friend Paul came over after work to borrow some DVD’s, when we entered to porch we both head some one walking across the floor over heads, then coming down the stairs. Looks like we woke someone up he said, so we walked to the living room no one there. I went up stairs and my wife and son were asleep, very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my wife kept telling me she hears someone walking around downstairs when I am not home I figured it was bass from car stereos when they are driving down the road because that gets loud sometimes or something similar. Well I heard it as well one night so I do believe her now. There are a couple of more things but I am not going to get into it, it does not to seem to be as active when I am around which is kind of perplexing to me. I do not feel like it means any harm which is a relief. The house is only 60 years old but who knows if there was another house on this foundation or the history of the land. I just wish it would behave itself in the night so my wife would not get freaked out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114166363122281408?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114166363122281408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114166363122281408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114166363122281408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114166363122281408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-wonder-if-society-in-north-america.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114078845296563844</id><published>2006-02-24T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:40:52.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekend is here finally; my new shift has me working 10 hours days with Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off. I am not complaining about the new shift mind you my job is really not that hard at all. Mostly all the people who I get are computer technicians which makes it easier for me to do my job with out pulling my hair out. As well we are troubleshooting notebooks which makes it even better because there are only so many things you can trouble shoot for before you have to send a part and a tech to put in said part. Plus as an added bonus at the end of the day I sign off the phone and just leave no bullshit to put up with. So on the home front everything is settling down thank god because if not I was on the verge of freaking out or walking into traffic, grinds you down after awhile I guess. So I am looking forward to relaxing this weekend and spending some much needed quality time my the love of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114078845296563844?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114078845296563844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114078845296563844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114078845296563844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114078845296563844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-is-here-finally-my-new-shift.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-114048734577224677</id><published>2006-02-20T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:02:38.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting very tired of this whole situation the last couple of weeks everything I do seems to scrutinized and if I go near the computer I have an audience every single god damn fucking time. I feel like a ball of seething rage that is starting to build up inside of me. I am very tired of be accused of something that I have not done and if it keeps up I may just start doing these things so then I guess the other person will have justification. So in short you call all fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-114048734577224677?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/114048734577224677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=114048734577224677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114048734577224677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/114048734577224677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/02/getting-very-tired-of-this-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-113935901355466122</id><published>2006-02-07T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T16:36:53.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well now I am in training for a different contract now that my stint as a temp supervisor is over and I am bored out of my skull. Mind you the idea of going to a new contract does not bother me nor does the fact I have this week and next week to sit in a class room and get paid to do nothing. It is just the boredom and the people I am forced to endure, why is there always one of two people who has to make a comment on every single thing the instructor says? I hate those people maybe that is the only way they can get attention. There are bunch of them whom we have called the hens, and the area they sit in is now dubbed the hen pen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other that that everything is going good in my world, it soon be time for Daytona to kick things off so Sundays will be good old watching the race day again. Cannot wait actually some people like football and we like racing go figure hunh? Hopefully we will get to go to a race this year but if not next year for sure I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other night I had a nightmare of sorts and here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a house and I was going down to the basement (possibly cellar) with a woman who was my wife although it was no body I had ever seen or recognized in my life. We had to go down an old set of wooden stairs to get to the basement and the wood had that old faded weathered look to them like they had been bleached in the sun for years. When we got to the bottom of the stirs that rich earthly smell assaulted my nose. That deep smell you get sometimes when you are digging a hole for example so rich and deep it had made my head swim. So we were going down there because our daughter was down there swimming. Now there was no pool down there but a big pit dig in the floor and the water she was swimming in was looked like hot chocolate and she was so pale swimming around in there. We the woman I was with told her she had to stop and get out because she had a temperature and need to get out before it got worse. So the young girl got out and dried off and pouted. The woman went up stairs for some reason or another leaving me alone with this young girl. She begged we to let her go back swimming for a little while longer and I was adamant I could not and picked up a long piece of wood sort of like a two by four and I had to uncontrollable urge to bring it upstairs. While I was walking up with it I heard her say she was going to tell on me, and when I reached the top I heard a mummer of her talking to someone. I stood the piece of wood upright in the corner and turned towards the door going to the basement and paused. I had a sense that there was something deathly wrong down there and I should not go. I moved towards the door slowly and stepped to the left slowly so I could get a look at the stairs. When I got close to the door a garden rake came through the air at my face. One of those flexible leaf rake but instead of being a jolly green color it was pure white. To me it looked like a hand grabbing at me. So when I ducked I felt the wind its passage go over my head and ripple the hair on the back of my neck. Down at the bottom of the stairs near the wall was a man? Standing there with a buck skin colored jacket and a back hat pulled down over his head and his collar was pulled up so I could not see his face except his Cheshire cat type of grin and the silver glow of its eyes. The handle on the rake was impossibly long and it would have been comical had it not seemed so terrifying. The little girl was looking at me solemnly and said see I told you I was going to tell, you should have let me go swimming. Then that rake/ hand reached for me again and I opened my eyes and looked at the clock on my dresser 4:00 am. My heart was beating like a bass drum and I had a full body suit of goose bumps. When I closed my eyes again I felt the warm comforting feeling of sleep steal over me again and when I looked up in my dream I was standing at a angle of that doorway to the basement again. I knew I had to move but I dreaded the though of looking down there again. Finally I lurched into movement and headed to the door and looked down there. Nothing, I took at step down and grabbed the railing in my right hand and felt the wood throbbing in my hand and a sense of dread stole over my body that was so palatable I could taste it. I knew if I went down those steps I would never return and that would be the end of me. My eyes snapped open again and the clock said 4:30 am this time I was covered in a cold sweat.  Not sure why this dream was so scary to me but it was strange but there you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-113935901355466122?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/113935901355466122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=113935901355466122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113935901355466122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113935901355466122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-now-i-am-in-training-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-113587186718877223</id><published>2005-12-29T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T07:57:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well another year is almost up and it has been a pretty good year so far. I had the best Christmas in years even though I had to work ten days straight. We have signed the mortgage on the house and have traded our car in for a truck so we are not complaining. This weekend coming up I get too go out with the bosses while they get shit-faced and I will get a chance to see how they act when they are not under the microscope. I have Saturday, Sunday and Monday off to spend some quality time with my wife and I am happy about that to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finished watching the Godfather DVD collection I received for Christmas, I had never seen all three movies before I had only seen the last one and I got to say wow. First they are long as hell much to my delight and I thought they were very good to say the least. What can you say a mob movie with Al Pacino bravo. Anyway gotta run talk to you all later have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-113587186718877223?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/113587186718877223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=113587186718877223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113587186718877223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113587186718877223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-another-year-is-almost-up-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-113110615638293034</id><published>2005-11-04T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:17:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How about this weather we are having lately? I hope this is a good sign for this winter and we do not have as much snow as last year. Everything on the home front is going good I applied for a supervisor job about two weeks ago because they are looking for a bunch at work and I start as a temporary supervisor on Sunday which is a little something to add on to the resume. I know there is more work and pressure to the job but it will be nice just for something new to do. Other than that nothing new with me at all except that Christmas is coming and I have to get my act in gear and figure out what I am going to get for my family. So got to go talk to you all later have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-113110615638293034?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/113110615638293034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=113110615638293034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113110615638293034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113110615638293034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-about-this-weather-we-are-having.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-113028463713408022</id><published>2005-10-25T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T16:58:23.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been busy what can I say? We have finished the mammoth task of fixing up the bathroom and it turned out pretty good in my opinion. Got rid of all the horrible blue that had invaded the room and added some much need color. Been busy at work and busy at home and not much time to sit in front of the computer but what can you say when you have a life.I put a link on here so you can see the before and after pictures in case anybody feels like having a look. Anyway got to go and relax tomorrow is hump day woohoo! Hope it is not to stormy tonight talk you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shrapnelz/" target="_new"&gt;pics&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-113028463713408022?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/113028463713408022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=113028463713408022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113028463713408022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/113028463713408022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/10/been-busy-what-can-i-say-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112697356991678149</id><published>2005-09-17T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T09:12:49.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well another weekend is here thank god, not much on the agenda for this weekend. We are fixing up the bathroom and I will need to go up and take some before and after pictures because when we are finished I do not think it will look like it was in the same house. Also for some reason the people who owned the hose at some point in time covered over the entire hard wood floor with carpet. Who knows why but when they had painted the house at some point the spilled paint all over the said hardwood floor and never cleaned it off so I think we will just rip up the carpet and put down a floating floor I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going ok I a really digging the 9 to 6 shift with Saturday and Sunday off for however long it lasts. However the number of supervisor calls I have to take in the run of a day is skyrocketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call up and cannot get your own way? ask for a supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not pay for your service for 5 months the account gets closed and turns off your service? Ask for a supervisor.&lt;br /&gt; These are just a few examples I am not going to bore you with the really stupid ones though, I just wonder what the fixation that Americans have with talking to a supervisor I wonder? They seem to think they have power only equaled to god or something. Who the hell knows, anyway got to go talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112697356991678149?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112697356991678149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112697356991678149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112697356991678149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112697356991678149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-another-weekend-is-here-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112609029517132698</id><published>2005-09-07T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T03:51:35.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well have not posted here in awhile because I was not sure what to say to tell you the truth. In the last couple of weeks I have had a birthday and changed my shift to a 9 to 6 with Saturday and Sunday off. Also I have started help do some of the remodeling of the bathroom with my wife. So not too much to write home about as it were, lots going on in the world though but all that talk about hurricanes is growing old to me. I think if it happened in Africa not a whole lot of people would have noticed, because there are a lot of atrocities that have happened over there lately and I never see them even mentioned. Anyway got to go talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112609029517132698?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112609029517132698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112609029517132698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112609029517132698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112609029517132698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-have-not-posted-here-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112317293284491085</id><published>2005-08-04T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T09:28:52.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am giving serious thoughts to going back to school; in fact I am pretty sure I will be doing just that. Once I figure out what I want to be when I grow up, hard to pick one area when there are so many choices out there. I am sick of working in a call center and I need to get a real job I guess if there are any out there. The grind is killing me slowly one day at a time, the same whiners, suck up and management that could mismanage a lemonade stand. Whatever I pick it is going to have something to do with computers because I have had my fill of manual labor in my life. I am thinking about starting down the road to getting my MCSE and then learning networking and system’s management. Might be interesting I am thinking. Anyway got to go and get ready to head to work to see how much shit I can get my self into today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112317293284491085?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112317293284491085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112317293284491085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112317293284491085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112317293284491085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-giving-serious-thoughts-to-going.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112264829116229609</id><published>2005-07-29T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T07:44:51.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am back home after a couple of days on the road, I am enjoying my vacation let me tell you. We are after driving down to Maine to have a look around, we visited Bangor and Portland but to be honest we did not see a whole lot to buy. Prices are not as cheap as you would expect a far cry from when I was down there a couple of years ago but let me tell you beer is very cheap! I bought back a fine haul with me. So what did we do with all of our money? We spent it in Moncton which has a better mall than both of the ones we had visited in the U.S. not once did we break out the camera either which I found amusing to tell you the truth because usually you would see at least one thing of interest to snap a picture of but no nothing tickled my fancy. But what can you do right? We found a good store in the mall in Moncton that sells NASCAR merchandise and we dropped quite the few dollars there. My wife was like a kid in a candy store much the same way I am when let lose in a Chapters store. Anyway got to go and enjoy my next couple of days off have a good one talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112264829116229609?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112264829116229609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112264829116229609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112264829116229609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112264829116229609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/07/well-i-am-back-home-after-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112118452535751394</id><published>2005-07-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T09:08:45.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started on my new shift schedule yesterday and I am liking it, since before Christmas I have been working from 6pm to 3am with Sunday and Monday off, now I am working from 3pm to 12am with Saturday and Sunday off. It was weird getting off so early last night but it was a pleasant change of pace. Although the pit fall of the new shift was that I only had one day off this past weekend, could be worse though I guess. For example I went to barbecues this weekend had the food on the grill and came inside to check to see how the race was going and when I went back out and lifted the lid the grill was gone out and I could not smell the propane so I knew the wind had not blown the grill out again. So I had run out of propane what a major drag we will have to refill the tank again this weekend. I am looking forward to this weekend it will seem like a normal life again having Sat and Sun off with my wife. Barbecue, mowing the lawn (if it ever stops raining), some cold suds and some racing, good deal all around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112118452535751394?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112118452535751394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112118452535751394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112118452535751394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112118452535751394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/07/started-on-my-new-shift-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-112057826798870618</id><published>2005-07-05T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:44:27.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to the grind again today where does the time go so quickly I wonder? Two days off seem to pass by so quickly. I am already counting down the days until next weekend sad the way I am wishing my life away. I have found my self in a battle with a couple of ant colonies as of late. There are about six or seven ant nest in my back yard and I have managed to kill one nest so far the little buggers are tough let me tell you. I would burn them out but with the weather the way it is the last couple of days it is too dry to attempt that. The yard we have is pretty big the piece of land is 110 feet wide and around 210 feet long so it is a fair bit too mow, next year I am going to get a ride on lawn mower I think. on Saturday night while I was at work the was a thunder and lighting storm and the victim of this storm was our T.V set. Mind you it was 8 or 9 years old so I could have been worse so yesterday we went out and got a new 27 inch flat screen model. Not the 57 inch behemoth I had been hoping for but that one is down the road after we get finished fixing up the house. We need a couple of new windows first and some new flooring before a new T.V I guess. Anyway got to go some yard work beckons and then I have to get ready to head to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-112057826798870618?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/112057826798870618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=112057826798870618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112057826798870618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/112057826798870618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-to-grind-again-today-where-does.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111884963332565903</id><published>2005-06-15T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T08:33:53.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another new week at work for me yesterday was my Monday and for a change of pace work was not that bad last night. I have to go outside and putter around and do my yard work today because it is supposed to rain until Saturday according to the forecast so there is now way I will do it on my days off because I just want to relax.&lt;br /&gt; Not much new in my world except I was wondering at work last week during the quiet time at work if somebody has cloned a human in secret yet. I am guessing yes, would not surprise me if a government sponsored project has not accomplished this somewhere around the world. I wonder how long before cloning turns to genetic engineering to turn a person into a new and improved version human 2.0 if you will. Imagine for example if you took the pure physical strength from a gorilla for example and put it in a human. Would be a strong motherfucker let me tell you. Then again our luck something would go wrong the subjects would run amok and we would begin our descent into Planet Of The Apes. Although with our ever increasing dependency on technology who knows what will happen maybe we will end up with a bunch of robots doing our dirty work for us. Nothing cooler than robots in my book except if they are ones like the terminator thems bad ones. Got to go my over grown lawn awaits have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111884963332565903?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111884963332565903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111884963332565903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111884963332565903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111884963332565903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-new-week-at-work-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111825628620455072</id><published>2005-06-08T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T11:44:46.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A dime has 118 ridges around the edge&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you did not know that now did you? neither did I, stumbled across that little tid bit on the good old information highway today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111825628620455072?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111825628620455072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111825628620455072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111825628620455072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111825628620455072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/06/dime-has-118-ridges-around-edge-bet.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111769511515310668</id><published>2005-06-01T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:51:55.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a long day, I got home last night around 3:15 brushed my teeth and went to bed and the last time I looked at the clock it was almost 4:30 and guess what I had to be up at eight. The guys came today and did their magic on the ceiling and at 10 I had to go to work for an interview for a different position not my strongest moment I must say I must have looked like a zombie, but I had held my own I think. So who knows if I get it great and if not well I gave it a try. I am over tired now and I don’t know if I will be able to sleep or not. I have not been this punchy in a long time since I have been in the military I think. Lately I have been eyeing the international news on Globe and Mail and CNN and I am amazed at the chaos in this world the fact that we have survived all of these years of evolution with out killing each other is an amazing feat I think. for example a 8 year old girl I think it was stabbed and killed and 11 year old if memory serves me correct or what? A ball! Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a documentary on Easter Island the other day on discovery my inner geek needed to be fed I guess but it was interesting as hell. Did you know that they figured the people on the island had resorted to cannibalism at one point in time? Donner party eat you heart out because the population went from around 25,000 I think they said to about 5,000 after the tribal wars settled out, Very interesting stuff especially when talking about the Easter Island statues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From some of the old reports I have read it seems that the Japanese had killed more people in china during WW2 than the Nazi party when they decided to kill the Jewish and the gypsies etc? Yet you don’t se a big deal made of that in the history books or movies. It seems the Japanese scientist experimented on the people with out the use of drugs; they also had dropped weapons with biological warfare payloads in them.&lt;br /&gt; Just wondering if that would make you think, seeing how a lot of the information points towards how the U.S covered a lot of this up and offered immunity to the Japanese scientist. Wonder why could they have gained something out of this HMMMMM, anyway talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111769511515310668?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111769511515310668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111769511515310668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111769511515310668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111769511515310668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-long-day-i-got-home-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111750608741793525</id><published>2005-05-30T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T19:21:27.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been busy as of late and to be honest sitting in front of a computer is the last thing I had wanted to do. So much too do and so little time. It finally stopped raining for a couple of days so we went and bought a lawn mower so I could cut the grass because let me tell you I was seriously thinking of hiring out somebody’s cow to come and chew the damn stuff off. So we now are the proud owners of a lawn mover and I realized the back yard is a lot bigger than I had anticipated because I was out there about two hours. Although I have to admit the grass was along but still I sweated my ass off out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far since we moved in we have bought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stove&lt;br /&gt;A refrigerator (side by side model with ice dispenser and filtered water, life styles of the rich and famous)&lt;br /&gt;A dishwasher&lt;br /&gt;A washer&lt;br /&gt;A dryer&lt;br /&gt;A barbecue&lt;br /&gt;A lawnmower&lt;br /&gt;A new bedroom set, a four poster bed and all the other odds and ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday a guys is coming to stucco the ceiling so we don’t have to paint it and in about 2 or 3 weeks our new living room set will be delivered I guess. Before Christmas the shag carpet on the floor has to go but so far so good I guess. Yes we are broke but we own everything we have bought home which I am extremely proud of. Only a couple of years ago we were as broke as you can be the poverty line was a dream at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave into reality and got ourselves some cell phones, which I am adjusting to carrying around with me. Only two people know my cell phone number and that is the way I want to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now spend most of my time with my PS2 or reading which is not too bad I guess, I am in exile when it comes to computer but I have been eyeing the new Mac called the mini Mac and wondering if I should buy one or not, let’s face it if you are a PC user we know little of Mac’s but they are a powerful piece of kit and now they are more affordable I might just get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway got to go and relax a bit tomorrow is back to the grind, have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111750608741793525?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111750608741793525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111750608741793525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111750608741793525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111750608741793525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-been-busy-as-of-late-and-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111242757071524215</id><published>2005-04-01T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:39:30.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more day to go and it is my weekend, I am making a rare stop on the net tonight. I usually do not spend much time in front of the computer, not even to play games anymore like I used to. I reserve that for the PS2 and have shunned the computer mostly because I am around them all day. I am having a good week so far I guess, we have company staying with us again but they are fucking annoying. Funny how people can still grate on your nerves in a big two storey house hunh? So this weekend Is a complete wash because of that I am already looking forward to next weekend. Sad I know I am wishing my life away but there it is. Got to go and stumble to bed I guess talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111242757071524215?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111242757071524215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111242757071524215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111242757071524215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111242757071524215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-more-day-to-go-and-it-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-111098874941047713</id><published>2005-03-16T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T07:59:09.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazing how long it takes to unpack all the little things that we accumulate over the course of a couple of years? It will soon be done though which is okay I am not really used to having all this space though let me tell you. We had to buy a new stove so the last thing we need for the kitchen is a new refrigerator and a range then that room is done after we put in a new counter top and floor covering. One room at a time and we will have everything set up the way we want it with our own touch to each room. A added bonus is the fact a lot of snow is after melting and the damn stuff will soon be gone which is cool. Well got to go more house work beckons talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-111098874941047713?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/111098874941047713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=111098874941047713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111098874941047713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/111098874941047713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/03/amazing-how-long-it-takes-to-unpack.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110978614334730501</id><published>2005-03-02T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:55:43.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well we are finally all moved, I hate moving but this is the last time it seems which is nice. All is left to do are the little odds and ends that you would usually encounter. Expensive move though we had to buy a new washer, dryer and dish washer but it was worth it though I guess. Now next week we need a new stove which is another $500 or so but then all we will need is a new fridge so that will be that I guess. I am still trying to get used to all this space we have here now it seems a bit odd having a 2 storey house after being cramped up in a 2 bedroom apartment for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that weather today/ how nice to see all that snow starting to melt I cannot wait until it is all gone I hate the winter with a passion. Well go to go and finishing tidying up let me tell you vacuuming the floor here is a work out with the ugly shag carpet, I don’t know whether to vacuum it or take a lawn mower to it. Talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110978614334730501?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110978614334730501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110978614334730501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110978614334730501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110978614334730501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/03/well-we-are-finally-all-moved-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110810684833775528</id><published>2005-02-10T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T23:27:28.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well at last, at the end of this month we get too move out of this cramped apartment and move into a nice spacious house. Mind you we will be renting it but it is better than what we are living in now at least we can put some space between ourselves if need be. So I will be in packing mode and then un-packing mode in the next couple of weeks. So everything will be topsy turvy in my world in the next couple of weeks but it will be all good I think. Plus as well valentine’s day is vast approaching as well as my anniversary so it is going to be a busy month all told. Got to go just got home from work and I am beat have a god one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110810684833775528?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110810684833775528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110810684833775528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110810684833775528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110810684833775528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-at-last-at-end-of-this-month-we.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110702195241109799</id><published>2005-01-29T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T10:05:52.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Friday is there thank god, what a hateful week. There for awhile I thought the movie The Day After Tomorrow was fast becoming a reality with and the snow and the freezing cold. Plus the fact that every one at work seems to be sick and I am starting to get a touch of it as well makes for shitty times. Then again no wonder hunh? Work is like a giant Petri dish of germs just waiting to jump on someone and infect them anyway. How many times have I been in the men’s washroom and watch some guy take a leak and then just zip up and leave with out at least rinsing their hands? Eech what about splash back there big guy? Next thing you know you will be shaking hands with someone.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway nothing is new with me I have been spending a lot of time in front of my PS2 playing Nascar which is where I am going now after I type this. So have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110702195241109799?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110702195241109799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110702195241109799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110702195241109799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110702195241109799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-friday-is-there-thank-god-what.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110577549788761987</id><published>2005-01-14T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:51:37.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I go to work every day I spend sometime playing my PS2 because it is a good way to get in the zone before going to work. Mind you I am sure as hell not going into some Zen like state that is for sure? You ever seen a grown man break out in a sweat playing a racing game? I assure you it is possible and yes I do while I am playing NASCAR 2005 chase for the cup I am very intense. You pass me at your own peril because whom ever tries to pass me ends up in a cloud of tire smoke and I spin them into a wall. In this version you can be a hero or a villain depending on your driving style care to guess what I am? Anyway I also got Metal gear solid 3 as well but I save that one for my days off because it is like a movie and it amuses me. Got to go just got home from work have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110577549788761987?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110577549788761987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110577549788761987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110577549788761987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110577549788761987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/01/before-i-go-to-work-every-day-i-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110517130953799941</id><published>2005-01-08T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T00:01:49.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen listen all because the devil has indeed come to earth to wreck havoc upon all of our mortal souls! Anyway seriously this is a funny site you should go and check this out if you get a chance. If there is a hell in the U.S it seems to be Best Buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuysux.org/index1.html "&gt;Best Buy Sux &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be sure to check out the customer’s experiences over in the left it seems even worse than what the employees have to say. Have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110517130953799941?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110517130953799941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110517130953799941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110517130953799941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110517130953799941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2005/01/ladies-and-gentlemen-listen-all.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110430813047903610</id><published>2004-12-29T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T00:24:26.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well for me another Christmas has come and gone and I enjoyed it I must say. I did get Christmas eve off and even though I went too work 6 pm on Christmas day it did not damped my spirits any because I did get to spend the day with my family. Although getting up 6;30 in the morning was not really the crowning point of the day let me tell you, especially when it was pushing close to the same time the next day before I crawled back in bed again. My wife and son enjoyed their gifts and to me that was the best present of all, we wasted a lot of money on our son we got him a Nintendo DS and he never put the thing down yet so we could have just stopped at that one gift and he would have been happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to see my gifts though I must say. I new I was getting a PS2 because I asked for it so I could get my mitts on NASCAR 2005 and metal gear solid 3. I got a new surround sound system; I now wonder how I could have possibly watched a movie without it before. I had received the band of brothers DVD collection and the ear assault that came out of my speakers was pure ambrosia to my ear canals I had a grin on my face all day. If you don’t have a surround sound system save up and get one just as good as being in a movie theater seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big gift was a nice watch that I will need a PHD in geek to understand the manual. One thing bothers me about it, well besides the price I almost had a stroke when I found out how much it was. How could an expensive watch not have a light on it for using it in the dark? Even though it has a lot of bells and whistles no light? Come on! It is solar powered though and it has a back up battery and when it is not in light it goes into power saving mode, so when you bring it into light it displays the time and the analog seconds hand races around the faces until it catches up with the correct time tres cool in my mind. Anyway got to go talk to you all later have happy holidays every body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.lycos.co.uk/shrapnelzs/citzenskyhawk.jpg " width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.lycos.co.uk/shrapnelzs/citzenskyhawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110430813047903610?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110430813047903610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110430813047903610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110430813047903610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110430813047903610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-for-me-another-christmas-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110335742406254771</id><published>2004-12-18T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T00:10:24.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Friday night, Saturday in reality and I just got home from work and I am relaxing and sipping on rum and coke or a couple all depends. Just taking an edge off a hectic week, one more day to go. Listening to over the hills and far away through my head phones anyone want to guess who it is by? I for some reason cannot get the guitar riff out of my mind I think I will have to break down and look up the tabs and learn how to play the damn thing. Soon it will be the end of another year how depressing knowing that we are one step closer to the end of our existence. I am reading a book the last couple of weeks when the whim hits me about ghosts. Is it real or not, fact or fiction? I believe there is something after this life as we know it. To come in the world a drooling and cooing creature and to check out in the same state with the injustice of an orderly changing you well damn there got to be a consolation prize for that. Don’t you think? If not that is a show stopping depressing moment right there! However to get off that sour topic I am glad the holidays are coming up I am excited to see our son’s face on Christmas morning. I know both him and my wife will be happy, all I want for Christmas is to see a smile on their faces. I got the feeling I will be working both Christmas eve and Christmas night I hope I will be working 6 to 3 on that one so I can spend Christmas day with my family. Anyway got to go talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110335742406254771?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110335742406254771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110335742406254771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110335742406254771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110335742406254771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-friday-night-saturday-in-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110266579194928287</id><published>2004-12-10T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T00:03:11.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well right now it is 3:50 at night and I am sitting in front of the old computer screen soaking up some UV rays and wondering what I am going to do to get to sleep tomorrow. Right now I am using a crutch ( Jack Daniels) to get to get some sleep tonight or today whatever the hell it is. This new shift is killing the sleeping habits let me tell you.  It get home 3:30am and brush my teeth and head to bed because there is nothing on, everyone else is in bed and what the hell else is there to do. So I lie there tossing and turning until 6:30 or so when my wife rises to go to work and I fall in a slumber until12 and rinse repeat. All I can say is tick tock my man until I freak the fuck out at work and rip a royal strip out of some one at work and get sent to the principle’s office. That is coming sooner than I think. One good thing is the lack of pressure but the lack of sleep is sleep is getting to my supervisor as well so I am not the only one. Anyway talk to you all later got to go I am getting buzzed, insert lopsided grin here. VICTORY IS MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110266579194928287?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110266579194928287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110266579194928287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110266579194928287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110266579194928287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-right-now-it-is-350-at-night-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110219008742415071</id><published>2004-12-04T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T11:54:47.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got myself a three day weekend which is a welcome relief, this is the first time I actually got an extra day off since last Easter when I went to NFLD. So I am looking forward to relaxing and not having some one ask me a question every 2 or 3 minutes and not hearing my name called out with a furious snapping of the fingers to follow. This weekend I get to spend some quality time with my family as I recharge my batteries and decompress. I think we may be going to a Christmas party tonight which should be fun if we can get somebody to watch our son for a few hours if not we will have fun relaxing at home either way it will be  all good. I cannot believe it is almost time for the holidays already and true to form I have not done any shopping I wonder why I always procrastinate shopping for the last minute? Probably because I despise the crowds at the mall during this time of year, there is nothing worse than almost getting run over by a senior citizen making a bee line for the lowest price. Depressing actually when you think of the state of affairs that one single holiday will bring us too. Normal people are turned into savage shoppers invading local stores like Genghis khan invading China. Anyway I got to go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110219008742415071?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110219008742415071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110219008742415071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110219008742415071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110219008742415071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/12/got-myself-three-day-weekend-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110122950382047162</id><published>2004-11-23T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T09:05:03.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my Monday hope this week goes as well as the others have. I am working a new shift lately I work from six in the evening until three at night, I do not mind it in the least because I find a different breed of people populate the floor during this time span. The people who work the night shift seemed to be more relaxed than the whiners that work during the day. Other than that everything is going smoothly in my world I have been relaxing on my days off and hanging out with my family. I do not know what we are going to do on Sundays now that the racing season is over for this year. Back to watching movies I guess. Speaking of movies I just recently seen the day after tomorrow and the new exorcist movie. I liked both of them a lot especially the exorcist towards the end good special effects. By the way did anybody out there know there was such thing as tree kangaroos? I found out there was while watching the discovery channel last week as well as a show about man and a flock of birds I think they were fishers. The man had trained the birds to dive under water and catch fish for him and bring them back to him, is that cool or what? Got to go and get my act together before I head to work talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110122950382047162?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110122950382047162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110122950382047162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110122950382047162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110122950382047162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/11/today-is-my-monday-hope-this-week-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-110006110985393243</id><published>2004-11-09T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:31:49.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another new week has begun and day one is now under my belt and so far so good. Last week was not too bad either to tell you the truth. I finished reading my book KOKO and I must say it kept me entertained to the end. Now I have started on another one about biker gangs which I find riveting. Things are going well in my world I thing we may have our house that we want but I don’t want to jinx it until everything is finalized. Ever notice all the ads in the media seem to be making you thing everyone wants to be a rapper or a hip hop character? Just wondering I have to go I just got home from work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;b&gt;P.S VIVA LA SPIDER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-110006110985393243?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/110006110985393243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=110006110985393243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110006110985393243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/110006110985393243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-new-week-has-begun-and-day-one.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109902203082495593</id><published>2004-10-28T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:53:50.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soon it will be the weekend and thank god, we have a new application we have to use on our current contract and people are freaking the fuck out for some unknown reason. It is just a bunch of tabs for Christ sakes and it is a hundred times easier to use than any of the others we have had to use in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it will be Halloween and I will have to work so no big deal to me but I guess as you get older some of the mystic has rubbed of most of the holidays anyway. Except Christmas I think that one I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we may have a winner in our house hunt expedition but time will tell if I just winged him or did I really bring him down. Seriously it is a nice old home with a Victorian build or décor to it or whatever the hell the real terminology is, and to think the whole time I was just calling these types of house &lt;b&gt;OLD&lt;/b&gt; gasp the humanity! Anyway I have to go I just got home from work and I mind is a bit muddled so I got to head to work talk to you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time out of your busy day to remember the poor unfortunate balloon spiders that are being discriminated against even as we speak, and if you want to voice you opinion on the plight of these beloved creatures leave a comment at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://supersteve.org" target="_new"&gt;Super Steve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you this has been a public service announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109902203082495593?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109902203082495593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109902203082495593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109902203082495593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109902203082495593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/10/soon-it-will-be-weekend-and-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109819581607915925</id><published>2004-10-19T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T07:23:36.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read this on the CNN web site this morning and I thought it was amusing………&lt;br /&gt;An Oregon man discovered earlier this month that his year-old Toshiba Corporation flat-screen TV was emitting an international distress signal picked up by a satellite, leading a search and rescue operation to his apartment in Corvallis, Oregon, 70 miles south of Portland.&lt;br /&gt;The signal from Chris van Rossmann's TV was routed by satellite to the Air Force Rescue Center at Langley Air Base in Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;On October 2, the 20 year-old college student was visited at his apartment in the small university town by a contingent of local police, civil air patrol and search and rescue personnel.&lt;br /&gt;"They'd never seen signal come that strong from a home appliance," said van Rossmann. "They were quite surprised. I think we all were."&lt;br /&gt;Authorities had expected to find a boat or small plane with a malfunctioning transponder, the usual culprit in such incidents, emitting the 121.5 MHz frequency of the distress signal used internationally.&lt;br /&gt;Van Rossmann said he was told to keep his TV off to avoid paying a $10,000 fine for "willingly broadcasting a false distress signal."Toshiba contacted Rossmann and offered to provide him with a replacement set for free, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109819581607915925?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109819581607915925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109819581607915925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109819581607915925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109819581607915925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-read-this-on-cnn-web-site-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109812332680340999</id><published>2004-10-18T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T11:15:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot believe they voted against Sunday shopping in this province! Then again I cannot believe they had to vote on it in general. I do believe Nova Scotia is the only place where you cannot go to the mall on a Sunday. Talk about behind the times, I think the people who live here do not want to be dragged kicking and screaming into modern times I guess. Even in Newfoundland you can shop on Sundays and we did not have to vote on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am reading another book called KOKO by Peter Straub anybody out there read that one before? I am reaching the halfway point and I enjoy it so far. Hope it is not a let down when I reach the end because there is nothing worse that investing your time reading a book that has a shitty ending. Anyway got to go talk to you all later have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109812332680340999?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109812332680340999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109812332680340999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109812332680340999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109812332680340999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-cannot-believe-they-voted-against_18.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109725290174681624</id><published>2004-10-08T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T09:28:21.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning and low and behold both the internet and the cable TV was not working! What a bummer! Since then it has been coming on and off in sporadic bursts that are annoying to the tenth degree. So long story short I found my self bored and I tried to find something constructive to do but I to no avail I guess TV has robbed me of my imagination when it comes to amusing myself. Plus I have read every book in my home at least once so I did not bother down that avenue. So what did I do fired up some steel panthers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.lycos.co.uk/shrapnelzs/spwaw_intro.jpg " width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a war game to get the blood pumping in the morning and to get the brain kicked started!  I am playing a mega campaign that came with my game I play as the German army in combat against Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.lycos.co.uk/shrapnelzs/spwaw.jpg " width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. If you like strategy games then this is a good one to give a try. Anyway got to go and get ready to head to work talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109725290174681624?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109725290174681624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109725290174681624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109725290174681624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109725290174681624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-woke-up-this-morning-and-low-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109707825175948311</id><published>2004-10-06T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T08:57:31.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is going to be a quick note because I am in a hurry to get back to my book. Trifle bit geeky I know but I can’t put it down I am hooked for sure like a junkie I guess. The last couple of books in the gunslinger series have been good but this one is driving me nuts because Roland is almost at the dark tower and I am curious to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that everything is good, work is okay I guess slow as hell and makes for a boring shift but that will change soon enough. We are house hunting and what people are trying to pawn off on you for a home is appalling to say the least. I should be back on the weekend with something more interesting until then have a good one everybody, I got to get back to reading. Hile gunslinger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109707825175948311?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109707825175948311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109707825175948311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109707825175948311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109707825175948311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-this-is-going-to-be-quick-note.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109621169037709654</id><published>2004-09-26T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T08:14:50.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my first week on the new contract is over and it was a good one let me tell you, no stress what so ever. Which is really nice for a change of pace let me tell you, you can feel it as soon as you get off the elevator on our floor. I ended up with a new shift 2 to 12 at night with Sunday and Monday off. Not to shabby I guess I had the same days off before so I like them.&lt;br /&gt; The other day I was on the internet when the power flicked off because of all the wind I guess and I noticed when the power came on my computer would not make a connection to the net. Step number one was a format and fresh install of windows which I was going to do anyway, plus I had a suspect in mind anyway. Regardless the new install the same problem but I had figured on as much, it turns out my network card went tits up. The kicker was it worked for 5 minutes the following day after the format and then would not work at all after uninstalling it and re-installing it. Anyway go to go talk to you all later I have a new book to read that I am itching to get at, the last book in the gunslinger series. Have a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109621169037709654?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109621169037709654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109621169037709654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109621169037709654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109621169037709654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-my-first-week-on-new-contract-is.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109526452555163686</id><published>2004-09-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:08:45.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh! Hump day this week is half over; it has been a great week so far the new training is like a breath of fresh air in my job mainly because no more trouble shooting. So it seems that my job is shaping up to be fun again which is nice to know, I start a new shift come Monday from 12:30 to 9:30 which is not to shabby all things considered. Not too late and not too early, that is a good thing to tell you the truth because I am not a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the real reason for this post, I had watched a preview for a movie and had a nugget of an idea for a post and I promptly forgot a few minutes later because sometimes I have the attention span of a tick it seems. It was a movie about remote viewing, now I am not going to get into all the details about the movie itself but I had read a book about that particular subject and it made me think of it so much I had to go and pick up the book and have a look at the title for you., it was called Psychic Warrior by David Morehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0312964137/qid=1095263665/sr=ka-1/ref=pd_ka_1/002-3886032-7760017" target="_new"&gt;Phychic Warrior &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really interesting book to tell you the truth, this gent was a soldier at one point in time who got hit in the head during a live fire exercise. The round hit him in the head and the helmet stopped the bullet and knocked him out however. Then he was telling how he started to see things and to make a long story short he ended up working for the &lt;b&gt;Star gate&lt;/b&gt; program which was being run by the CIA. Interesting hunh? Although I often wonder if this is really possible for someone to do, the idea or projecting your self to a different place in the world and indeed a different place in time for example because this gent mentions they could see things that had happened in the past for example makes it hard to get your head around. Indeed the science community has the theory that we use only 10% of our brain that leaves the question of what are we capable of doing with the rest of it? Who know I guess because I don’t think we are anywhere near close to finding out. All I know is that I will pick up the book again this weekend and re-read it again to refresh my self on the story again. One thing puzzles me about the subject, if this was really a project that the government of the US was experimenting with why did they let him write a book on the subject? Did they figure people who dismiss the man as a raving lunatic with illusions that are a figment of his imagination? Also if the project was so secret as the author claims I wonder if he is still alive or did he have an “accident”? Makes you think? Anyway that is my little spiel for today talk to you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109526452555163686?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109526452555163686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109526452555163686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109526452555163686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109526452555163686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/09/ahh-hump-day-this-week-is-half-over-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109508234106120763</id><published>2004-09-13T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T06:32:21.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since I have posted but I have been really busy at work and I really did not feel like sitting in front of my computer and writing something. Work has been really hateful with all the training going on it has been really busy. I am moving to a new contract though which I am happy about, it maybe less pay but who cares less stress is a good idea to me. Other than that everything is going good in my world, when not at work I have been burying my nose in a book because I get home to late to watch anything good on TV. I just finished the last book in two series and I wish they did not end there but that’s the way the cookie crumbles I guess. So this week I have an even different schedule I work 3:45 to 12:15 at night, could be worse I guess, anyway I got to go and get my act together before I head to work have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109508234106120763?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109508234106120763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109508234106120763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109508234106120763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109508234106120763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/09/it-has-been-awhile-since-i-have-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109400972434239079</id><published>2004-08-31T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T20:35:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow is hump day thank god, I am looking forward to the weekend to say the least. My wife is finally home from the rock she had been gone for a week and it was a boring and drab existence for me to say the least. Work has been going ok so I have nothing to bitch about except some of the customers are driving me nuts but what else is new. Going to keep this short talk to you all later when I have more interesting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true story and its source was the Australian Quarantine Inspection Service in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;A bloke and his family were on holidays in the United States and went to Mexico for a week. An avid cactus fan, the man bought a one-metre high, rare and expensive cactus there. On arrival back home Australian Customs said it must be quarantined for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;He finally got his cactus home. Planted it in his backyard, and over time it grew to about 2 metres. One evening while watering his garden after a warm spring day, he gave the cactus a light spray. He was amazed to see the plant shiver all over, he gave it another spray and it shivered again.&lt;br /&gt;He was  puzzled so he rang the council who put him on to the state gardens people. &lt;br /&gt;After a few transfers he got the state's foremost cactus expert who asked him many questions. How Tall is it? Has it flowered? etc.&lt;br /&gt;Finally he asked  the most disturbing question. "Is your family in the house?" The bloke  answered yes. The cactus expert said get out of the house NOW, get on to  the  front nature strip and wait for me, I will be there in 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen minutes later, 2 fire trucks, 2 police cars and an ambulance came screaming around the corner. A fireman got out and asked "Are you the bloke with the cactus?" I am, he said.&lt;br /&gt;A guy jumped out of the fire truck wearing what looked like a space suit, a breathing cylinder and mask attached to what looked like a scuba backpack with a large hose attached.&lt;br /&gt;He headed for  the backyard and turned a flame-thrower on the cactus spraying it up and down.&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes the flame-thrower man stopped, the cactus stood Smoking and spitting, half the fence was burnt and parts of the gardens were well and truly scorched. Just then the cactus expert appeared and laid a calming hand on the bloke's shoulder. "What the hell's going on?" he says.&lt;br /&gt;"Let  me  show you" says the cactus man. He went over to the cactus and picked away a crusty bit, the cactus was almost entirely hollow and filled with tiger striped bird-eating tarantula spiders, each about the size of two hand spans.&lt;br /&gt;The story was that this type of spider lays eggs in this type of cactus And they hatch and live in it as they grow to full size. When full size they release themselves.&lt;br /&gt;The cactus just explodes and about 150 dinner-plate-sized hairy spiders are flung from it, dispersing everywhere. They had been ready to pop.&lt;br /&gt; The aftermath was that the house and the adjoining houses  had  to be vacated and fumigated: police tape was put up outside the whole area and no one was allowed in for two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109400972434239079?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109400972434239079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109400972434239079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109400972434239079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109400972434239079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/08/well-tomorrow-is-hump-day-thank-god-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109280223705826123</id><published>2004-08-17T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T21:10:37.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a busy week for me, I only had one day off this week because on Saturday they dropped the bomb on me that I would be training on Monday. So I have training at 3:40 to 12:15 at night makes for some long nights let me tell you. Plus I have to pick a new shift tomorrow which is going to be interesting to say the least. So other than that not much is new except training which I am not allowed to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however install windows XP service pack 2 on my machine on Saturday and did not encounter any problems I do like the changes they made to the firewall and how you can manage the add on for internet explorer for example. Other than that this weekend my birthday is making its appearance on Sunday another year has passed by way too quickly. I have not had a smoke in 8 months give or take, a fact of which I am extremely proud pf myself. Anyway got too go it is late and I have to go to bed talk to you all later have a good one everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109280223705826123?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109280223705826123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109280223705826123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109280223705826123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109280223705826123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-has-been-busy-week-for-me-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109230903431868758</id><published>2004-08-12T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T04:10:34.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did anybody out there notice the subtle change in the air once it starts to grow dark? Easy to tell our weather is going to start to turn cold in the next month or so, summers seem to pass by way too quickly when you have too consider how cold it usually is for most of the year. Not much going on in my life, even though there is a big up roar at work however. I heard enough people ranting and raving about it at work I am not even going to bother.&lt;br /&gt; I am looking forward to the end of tonight though because it is my last 10 hour shift for this week, the 10 hours I don’t mind except the time frame in which I have to work getting off at 10:30 is a bit of a drag but I am not complaining to much I picked the shift after all. I am getting a lot of reading done at work which is all right I guess, I just finished a book called Fire and Ice which I enjoyed immensely. Next I will read a book called Blind Man’s Bluff it is about submariners and how the evolved into using them to spy on the soviets in the Barents Sea. The changes in technology are amazing to read about but the steely nerve of some of the captains who piloted the craft into these waters is astounding. Anyway I got too go and head to work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109230903431868758?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109230903431868758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109230903431868758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109230903431868758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109230903431868758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/08/did-anybody-out-there-notice-subtle.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109189182859854672</id><published>2004-08-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T08:17:08.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I came to work I was watching a program on Discovery channel about tigers over in India. The name of the of the park they were talking about  was called Sunderbans, people who live close by have to enter the park to fish and collect honey so they can eke out an existence.  The villages in this area do not have any running water or electricity so the giant mangrove forest is their main source to gather food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one big problem in this area and that the tigers that live there. They do not fear man and about 80 people a year are falling victim to these beasts.  The scientist have been looking at the records and from the 1800’s to the 1900’s they figure that 350,000 people have been killed by these tigers. That is an amazing number when you think of it whole villages were wiped out by tigers. Then people starting killing tigers and they stopped hunting man at that point probably because the tigers started to fear man and learned to leave us alone. However because the Sunderbans are a giant mangrove forest they could not cull the tigers there and therefore they did learn from this experience. That is the theory anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tigers swim from one small island to another in their search for food and even attack fishermen in their boats and drag them into the forest. There is one area that is off limits to everybody but government officials. They patrol the area trying to keep people out because of the large amount of tigers in that area, which makes it for a highly dangerous area. The last time a bunch of fishermen snuck in there a tiger attacked their boat and killed three people before they escaped. So much for killing people for food hunh? Killing three in one fail swoop kind of rules that out of the equation doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So indeed these are the last animals that actively will hunt and kill humans. Scary when you stop and think of it, seems the best idea would be to stay out of the area and let them be. I know that is not going to happen man is going to encroach on their territory and the death toll will rise until it ends with people staying out of the area or they kill off the tigers or at least figure out a way of making them wary of men. Got too go and get too work talk to you all later have a good weekend everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109189182859854672?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109189182859854672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109189182859854672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109189182859854672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109189182859854672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/08/before-i-came-to-work-i-was-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109161870782470059</id><published>2004-08-04T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T04:25:07.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading a story on CNN yesterday about a 17 year old young man who lured his 14 year old friend into a park and proceeded to kill him with a hammer. (I think I got the ages right I was looking for the story again but cannot find it) if memory serves me correct it happened in a London park. Now his parents are saying that he was acting out the game Manhunt in real life. Because in Manhunt you get style points for killing people and the more gruesome the better the score. Rock star games made man hunt and they are the ones who made the Grand theft auto series as well, which caught a lot of flak as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are 17 years old is it really time to blame a video game for you actions? Yes I remember being 17 and I know you would not be the pinnacle of maturity but if you don’t know right from wrong there is something seriously lacking in your education. Besides that strategy is getting a bit weak when ever somebody does something wrong they tend to point the finger else where, the dog ate my home work, rap music made me do it, it was in a movie, now video games made me do it, oh yeah lest not forget the old favorite Satan commanded me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they are some mentally deranged people out there and yeah they probably hear voices in their head but stop with the blame game. I think the real reason they go to the extreme of blaming music or games is to give politicians credence to the censorship laws. I have played video games since the days of the commodore vic 20 and I never had any adverse effects except missing some sleep from late night gaming. Anyway got too go and head to work talk to you all later have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109161870782470059?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109161870782470059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109161870782470059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109161870782470059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109161870782470059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-was-reading-story-on-cnn-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109118732274346543</id><published>2004-07-30T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T04:35:22.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I expect today at work will be busy again because they will be starting up training again that they had cut short about two weeks ago give or take. So I expect there will be a lot of complaining today when I show up at work. You cannot please everybody though I know that much but at work it is a case of damned if you do or damned if you don’t.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Case in point we all thought we were going to be out of a job during the summer, people freaked out whined, complained etc. they came up with a training schedule to keep the trainers earning their paychecks and to keep us busy because people thought we were going to stay home and get paid to do nothing, believe me people complained quite vocally about that one. Then during our training we got the call to come back to work and people whined and cried again. When we got slammed with a large call volume in the last two weeks people freaked out yet again, called in sick, left and went home early. Now that is everything is slow again they are complaining it is boring but with the training getting ready to resume it won’t be let me tell you the tears will start again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I am indifferent about all of this, I am just glad I have a job in general. No mercy for the masses is found here let me tell you, if you don’t like it quit for gods sake or at least give it a break because a lot of us are sick of hearing it. Anyway my little rant for today is over I have to go and get ready to go too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109118732274346543?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109118732274346543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109118732274346543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109118732274346543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109118732274346543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-expect-today-at-work-will-be-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109101378900654717</id><published>2004-07-28T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T04:23:09.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well not much going on in my world lately, things have calmed down somewhat at work and it is nice after that really hectic week we had. So as far as work goes no complaints, as for my computer plenty. For some unknown reason two days ago internet explorer decided to give up and not work any which way shape or form, it also effected system restore for example so I cannot go back a couple of days before that which sucks. So too fix it I need to do a system format which is alright not that I am going to lose much because a have everything backed up anyway. Although this time around when I load everything back on and complete my windows updates I am going to use Norton Ghost to make my own recovery Cd’s to make it easier in the long run. Other than that I got too go and get ready too head too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109101378900654717?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109101378900654717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109101378900654717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109101378900654717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109101378900654717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-not-much-going-on-in-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109032309990361314</id><published>2004-07-20T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T04:31:39.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to the grind again today, two days off seem to go by in the blink of an eye. Then again the pace that society now moves is way too fast it would seem, I will soon blink and I will be in my fifties. Still I enjoyed my two days off mind you I did not do a whole lot but that is besides the point I did watch Cold Mountain and Timeline and enjoyed both of them which is a bonus. There was no f1 racing or NASCAR which was a bit of a drag but it is situation normal again this weekend. When I get too work I hope the volume of calls has subsided a bit because it was getting very hectic indeed. Speaking of work I got too go and get ready, talk to you all later have a good one everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109032309990361314?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109032309990361314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109032309990361314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109032309990361314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109032309990361314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-to-grind-again-today-two-days-off.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-109006888273674575</id><published>2004-07-17T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T05:54:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What ever channel you turn on right now to catch the news don’t bother I will save you the trouble. Martha Stewart was found guilty and got a token slap on the wrists, 5 months in jail and probation or house arrest I cannot remember because I could not believe it. If I had of done the same thing with out a big shot lawyer in would have been sent to prison and never seen the light of day again. Since we would not have passed go and got our $200 why do the rich and famous in this day of age still live above and beyond the law? Not that it matters because there is nothing we can do about it, anyway got too go and head to work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-109006888273674575?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/109006888273674575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=109006888273674575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109006888273674575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/109006888273674575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-ever-channel-you-turn-on-right.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108980976853939088</id><published>2004-07-14T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T04:14:51.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let’s see on my weekend I formatted both of my hard drives and loaded windows XP on the biggest one and set the smaller one as a storage drive for some odds and ends I have and started anew. Then the fucking internet was down for almost all week end so I could not get any windows updates done until late Monday afternoon. So now I am done, since doing windows updates I have installed all the usual programs, Microsoft office, Winamp, AVG anti virus, Panda Anti virus software with included firewall, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that done I fired up Pest Patrol corporate edition and updated it and began to search for spy ware. My jaw dropped it found 30 entries on my computer, once I deleted those I next tried Spy Sweeper and found yet another 7, next on the list was Spybot which proceeded to find 3 more, last was Ad-aware professional which found an additional one more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with that picture I wonder? Where does all this shit come from? Now I know when you are installing programs and application some of it piggy backs in on the software for example the evil bastard known as real player. Another big culprit are the file sharing programs everybody is so enamored with but other than that I really wonder how it gets on there. I wonder if any Spy ware is included in the windows updates that are downloaded and installed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just imagine how much spy ware is out there on computers, I had a customer download Ad-aware the personal free addition and helped this person update it and do a scan, a staggering 500 plus entries were detected and this person was wondering why the computer was so slow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think what really would happen if a bunch of people launched a class action law suit at the produces of spy ware? Would they settle out of court? I think they would if you could track them down. If the public was more aware if it was going to be dragged kicking and screaming into the lime light maybe we could curb this a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my little rant for today, my two cents worth as it were. I have to get ready to stroll too work talk to you all later on, have a good one everybody! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108980976853939088?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108980976853939088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108980976853939088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108980976853939088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108980976853939088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/lets-see-on-my-weekend-i-formatted.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108911764674472721</id><published>2004-07-06T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T05:40:46.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it is back to the grind for me again, but oh well what do you do right? Man the time just seems too slip away get pass you before you know what is happening. I finally got my computer all straightened out, windows Xp is on the primary hard drive now, I am loathe to format the other hard drive yet because then I will lose everything until I get a new spindle of cd’s too back everything up with. Besides then I will have to reload windows again because the other hard drive is bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will need to head too work a bit earlier than usual because we moved to a different floor; we are now on the third floor. So that means I have to set up yet another computer with all my short cuts, favorites etc. anyway speaking of work I got too go and get ready too go talk to you all later on have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108911764674472721?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108911764674472721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108911764674472721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108911764674472721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108911764674472721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-it-is-back-to-grind-for-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108882121759490081</id><published>2004-07-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T19:20:17.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let us all bow our head in a minute of silence because &lt;a href="http://supersteve.org"target="_new"&gt;Super Steve&lt;/a&gt; has given up the almighty keyboard and has gone on to better things may god will it. Tip of the glass too you brother you are the one who inspired me to write here and I hope you return but if not I hope you are happy in your present path in this game of life we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that it has been a long week, and I mean really long I do not feel like the energiser bunny in the least I feel like one of those shitty cheap batteries you get at a dollar store. Could be worse I would imagine some way shape or form, which is my general outlook on life to tell you the truth which I guess may not be a bad thing.  I am really enjoying my job yet again because I had a good paid vacation for a bit and I feel recharged again which is kind of nice considering how bitter I was feeling towards my contract. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From about 8 or so until now which is around about 11 in the night I have been fucking around with this computer, I have been trying to use another hard drive to see if this fucking thing will boot with windows XP loaded. God damn jumpers! I will see them in my sleep I expect! Note to the next hardware makers; make the next generation of hardware smart enough not too have to fuck around with little white pieces of plastic! What a nightmare but it worked which is cool so a format is in the very near future let me tell you! Anyway I got too go talk to you all later have a good done everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S ALL HAIL SUPPER STEVE! YO BOSUN!* (* may there be a road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108882121759490081?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108882121759490081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108882121759490081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108882121759490081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108882121759490081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/07/let-us-all-bow-our-head-in-minute-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108829115211422882</id><published>2004-06-26T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T16:05:52.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I never got too post yet this week because I have been busy being back to work and all, which is nice albeit a temporary thing. Our company has gotten a new contract but I don’t know for how long or for how many people but I would like to get in on it all them same because it is something new. Other than that all is well in my life I have nothing too complain about at all. So I have too got I will be back in a day or two with a better post. Talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108829115211422882?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108829115211422882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108829115211422882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108829115211422882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108829115211422882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-i-never-got-too-post-yet-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108756406335719537</id><published>2004-06-18T06:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T06:07:43.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have come to a conclusion about day time TV, it sucks! Since I have been off work I have channel surfed in the day time too see if there is anything on and it has been in vain. Then again the night time schedule is not the best either mind you but at least there is something on discovery that I can watch. For example most of the morning is being taken up by talk shows all copying off each other, and let’s face it Jerry Springer is just the same old shit different pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One show I cannot understand is the Trading Spaces that comes on TLC what is up with that show I wonder? If somebody decorated my rooms like they do I would be screaming bloody murder. Here is my synopsis on the whole deal. They are artsy fartsy types that are insecure with their homosexuality so they feel the need to paint and decorate room in the gaudiest colours known to man. Then the owners put on a brave face and pretend too like it while the cameras are rolling, and if they do like it they must be as pretentious as the Trading Spaces team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is my little rant for today, except I notice that a lot of people who have blogs have given up on updating them at all very curious the novelty must have worn off I guess. Anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108756406335719537?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108756406335719537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108756406335719537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756406335719537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756406335719537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-have-come-to-conclusion-_108756406335719537.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108756405070573535</id><published>2004-06-18T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T06:07:30.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have come to a conclusion about day time TV, it sucks! Since I have been off work I have channel surfed in the day time too see if there is anything on and it has been in vain. Then again the night time schedule is not the best either mind you but at least there is something on discovery that I can watch. For example most of the morning is being taken up by talk shows all copying off each other, and let’s face it Jerry Springer is just the same old shit different pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One show I cannot understand is the Trading Spaces that comes on TLC what is up with that show I wonder? If somebody decorated my rooms like they do I would be screaming bloody murder. Here is my synopsis on the whole deal. They are artsy fartsy types that are insecure with their homosexuality so they feel the need to paint and decorate room in the gaudiest colours known to man. Then the owners put on a brave face and pretend too like it while the cameras are rolling, and if they do like it they must be as pretentious as the Trading Spaces team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is my little rant for today, except I notice that a lot of people who have blogs have given up on updating them at all very curious the novelty must have worn off I guess. Anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108756405070573535?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108756405070573535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108756405070573535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756405070573535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756405070573535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-have-come-to-conclusion-about-day_18.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108756403617530480</id><published>2004-06-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T06:07:16.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have come to a conclusion about day time TV, it sucks! Since I have been off work I have channel surfed in the day time too see if there is anything on and it has been in vain. Then again the night time schedule is not the best either mind you but at least there is something on discovery that I can watch. For example most of the morning is being taken up by talk shows all copying off each other, and let’s face it Jerry Springer is just the same old shit different pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One show I cannot understand is the Trading Spaces that comes on TLC what is up with that show I wonder? If somebody decorated my rooms like they do I would be screaming bloody murder. Here is my synopsis on the whole deal. They are artsy fartsy types that are insecure with their homosexuality so they feel the need to paint and decorate room in the gaudiest colours known to man. Then the owners put on a brave face and pretend too like it while the cameras are rolling, and if they do like it they must be as pretentious as the Trading Spaces team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is my little rant for today, except I notice that a lot of people who have blogs have given up on updating them at all very curious the novelty must have worn off I guess. Anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108756403617530480?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108756403617530480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108756403617530480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756403617530480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108756403617530480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-have-come-to-conclusion-about-day.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108739200333348296</id><published>2004-06-16T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T06:20:03.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing new going on in my world, I am off all this week and find myself bored. The apartment is very clean and seeing how it is a nice day again today I will go for another walk. Other than that my life is drab and boring, I expect it will soon be filled with unemployment and stress how ever. Well at least the weather is starting to warm up so I can actually go outside during the day time which is nice considering it felt like it was fall weather last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is there an awful lot of reality shows appearing this season? I think they are going to kill the sitcom. While some of the shows are good most suck and are just cloning themselves for a grab and the rating brass ring, which is lame in my mind but hey what do I know? I cannot stand American Idol for example but obviously a lot of people like it. I did watch the first shows of two new series, The Casino, and the Next Action Star or hero or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Casino I think is mildly interesting because the two guys who have just bought the casino have no earthy idea about owning one in the first place. But I think they will make a go of it but it should prove to be entertaining all the same. Like the high roller they showed that picked up a girl down on the gambling floor and bought her to his suite only too find it was a guy, very funny indeed. Anyway I got too go and finish doing some house work so I can go for a stroll have a good one everybody talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108739200333348296?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108739200333348296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108739200333348296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108739200333348296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108739200333348296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/nothing-new-going-on-in-my-world-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108695638663580474</id><published>2004-06-11T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T05:19:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today is Friday in the grand scheme of things, not that it really matters in my world. I had to attend training yesterday so now I am off until the 21st which is going to be very boring let me tell you. Before I started working at my present job I was Mr. Mom and now it seems I might have to slip back into the role. The problem being that it only takes a good solid hour to clean our apartment then there is really no other house work to do. There is only so much surfing the internet you can do as well, I like to read though so maybe I will start re-reading some of my books I guess. Now that the weather is finally starting to warm up I can go for walks down around the park to get rid of some of this winter fat I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the Wired News web site as I am apt to do while drinking my morning coffee and I spotted this head line &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/technology/0,1282,63792,00.html?tw=wn_tophead_8 "target="_new"&gt;Dogs Understand Human Language &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no shit anybody who has a dog can tell you that. Although I must admit border collies are damn smart indeed. I used to have a one and they are definitely more intelligent that some human beings I have met. Although it is amazing as smart as they are, they still fall for the fake throw every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just betting in the not too distant future a re-location will be in order. Why do I bet this? Because if things don’t work out at the present company I work for the chances of me getting a job around here are not too good at all. I figure we may have to move too Alberta again maybe at least there I work there.  Anyway I go too go and find something to do, talk to you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108695638663580474?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108695638663580474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108695638663580474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108695638663580474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108695638663580474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-today-is-friday-in-grand-scheme.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108670752140425110</id><published>2004-06-08T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T08:12:01.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am seriously pondering the thought of giving up on playing pc games and sticking to consoles only. Every time I buy a new Pc Gamer magazine and I see the minimal system requirements to play a new game I just wince. Is there a need to go out and buy a gig of ram to play a game, or is there a need to go out and drop $500 for a new video card to play all the latest and greatest games? Fuck that I am sick of it, besides it is not like they are just giving the games away they cost a fortune to begin with anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let’s have a look and the Xbox or Play station 2, you drop $200 give or take for each system and there you go now you just have to buy some games. Yes they are expensive games as well but you could possibly down load play station games use a slide card to play burnt games on your machine for the price of buying a spindle of blank DVDs for example. While pc games are usually more open ended and tighter controls I think I am going to give up on them all the same. I mean seriously I am not living the lifestyles of the rich and famous that I can afford all new computer equipment.  Anyway I got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108670752140425110?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108670752140425110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108670752140425110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108670752140425110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108670752140425110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-i-am-seriously-pondering-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108622556028073368</id><published>2004-06-02T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T18:19:20.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am trying out a new program here while I am writing this. In was listed in maximum pc magazine in a head to head comparison with Micro$oft office, it is a free program called open office. You can check it out at the link below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://download.openoffice.org/1.1.1/index.html "target="_new"&gt;Open Office&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program was developed by Sun Microsystems, mind you it does not have all the bells and whistles as office does but hey it is free right? That is mighty appealing when considering that office professional is around $500 or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that everything is well in my world except I have to do some training at work which is a bit pointless in my mind but you have to play the game it seems. I just wondered who the hell pick seven o’clock in the morning as the start time. Man it sucks getting up at o’dark thirty and stumbling into work and trying to stay awake and look slightly interested in the person babbling mindlessly in the front of the class room. Other than that all is well anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Points to ponder: anybody else out there think that Conan O’Brian is an annoying motherfucker with a fat head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points to ponder: The old guy from the six flags commercials is just plain fucking creepy! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108622556028073368?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108622556028073368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108622556028073368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108622556028073368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108622556028073368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/06/well-i-am-trying-out-new-program-here.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108557126063796441</id><published>2004-05-26T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T04:34:20.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figured it was about time to do a post, the count down to extinction here at work is on and it should be interesting to see what is in store for us after Friday. Other than that all is good in my world. We were going to rent a house come July until my wife went and talked too the people who are getting ready too move out of there now. It seems they have mice, salamanders in the basement. Last year they went two days with no water because the water lines in the house froze up, it cost around $400 a month in oil to heat the place in the winter time, Dodged a bullet there let me tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the movie &lt;b&gt;Master And Commander&lt;/b&gt; and I must say I liked it indeed. Although I winced when I seen what the doctor was doing to his victims, like the boy who had his arm cut off because it was broken. Thank god I did not live in that time, so al in all I found it an entertaining movie indeed. Tonight I am going to watch The Last Samurai I think I heard that is very good so we shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm before I was writing this I see that according to the headlines at the globe and mail website an American soldier accused of war crimes flees to Canada. He better believe they are going to drag his ass kicking and screaming back across the border for sure. He really should have picked Mexico I think he could have hidden a lot better in my mind, although it is a dangerous place for a gringo. Anyway I go too go and head to work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108557126063796441?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108557126063796441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108557126063796441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108557126063796441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108557126063796441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-figured-it-was-about-time-to-do-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108505594141160943</id><published>2004-05-20T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T04:33:49.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I got robbed let me tell you, it all started when I was reading some news on the net about the email google was going to be putting out called Gmail as it were. So I went and searched the site and submitted my name to try and get an account because it does have a gigabyte of storage after all. So after I signed up I stopped thinking about it and one day when I logged into my blog right on the sign in screen was the link to activate my Gmail account., because I am an active blogger user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my fellow co-workers did the same thing and got their account while others did not and kept bugging about how I got it so quickly but damned if I know. Anyway after using it for a couple of weeks I seen a link to send an invitation to two people to join Gmail, very cool since it is still in the beta phase. So naturally I sent one too my wife and another to another co-worker. Then today I was reading wired magazine and I was reading how people are trying desperately to get an invitation to gmail. Man I could have had a bit of fun with that but oh well them’s the breaks, check out the two links below. Have a good one everybody talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/culture/0,1284,63524,00.html?tw=wn_tophead_2"target="_new"&gt;my left arm for a Gmail account&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmailswap.com/niftyswaps.php"target="_new"&gt;Gmail swap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time and check out what people are offering for a gmail account it is very amusing let me tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108505594141160943?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108505594141160943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108505594141160943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108505594141160943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108505594141160943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-got-robbed-let-me-tell-you-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108475627403436260</id><published>2004-05-16T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T18:11:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I heard the little fucker as I lay on the couch watching the NASCAR night race with my wife. I kept hearing an annoying buzzing sound so I happened to look up and there he was my old nemesis the house fly. He is an annoying foe that likes too buzz by your head just when you are watching something good on TV for example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I plotted a grand tactical strategy for my foe that would make general Patton weep with tears of appreciation, I went to the kitchen and got a dish cloth to kill the fucker. So I came into my living room and scanned the room with steely eyes looking for my foe ah there he was on the ceiling, I took a swipe and missed, DRAT! Eventually after a sparring session I got him on a wall with a nifty side snap just miss the lamp. I had a victory sip of Budweiser and looked behind the couch because that is where he landed of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he was limping from under the sofa to under the heater and back making a circuit of it. I knew he was mortally wounded but I could not make the killing blow because of the angle my skeletal arms could not even make the transition in that small space. Then he went under the couch not too return. So where did he go? I have no idea he just up and disappeared. Maybe he went to the fly graveyard to die in honour, because I could not find the little bastard. Now I do not hold any particular malice towards common house flies but lest face it, anything that will crawl around in feces is pretty low on the evolutionary totem pole isn’t it? Plus they are annoying. I was a little bit sacred to go to bed though I must admit I could just picture this little bastard limping in the hall and crawling under the door and heading towards my side of the bed. Once there he would scale the side of my bed and crawl in my ear or mouth or something. Who knows *shudder* any way got too go talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108475627403436260?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108475627403436260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108475627403436260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108475627403436260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108475627403436260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/last-night-i-heard-little-fucker-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108453463415008116</id><published>2004-05-14T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T04:37:14.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every day I arrive at work early, never fails I show up at the very least a half an hour early.  The reason is I turn on my computer log into all the applications and other odd and ends the lock my computer and walk down to Tim Horton’s for a coffee. That is my ritual for the last little while the only time I move from this schedule is when my wife brings me too work and I grab a coffee before I enter the building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I return with my coffee do I sit at my desk and sip on my cup of java and read the news? No fucking likely. I try to avoid where I sit like it is a leprous being to say the least. It is because of the people who sit around me, when show up they start asking me questions before I sit down and do anything. What annoys the fuck out of me is that it is the same people everyday asking the same questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have this ( lady, man either or and it varies) and they have the sasser virus and I did all of our trouble shootings steps now what do I do?” every day I have to answer this! Not our problem OEM people! I got taken to school by a lady who sits near me yesterday for example, the person she was talking too had the sasser virus removed and their computer was taking 5 minutes at the least to load web pages. After she was off the call she asked what else she could have done after she had told me the steps she had taken first. I should have said nothing and said you did a good job and did everything you could. I said you could have got the person to scan for other viruses and repaired internet explorer, then told the person how too scan for spy ware. I checked and there is no spy ware on the computer she told me. I asked her how she scanned for it and she answered it was in add and remove programs in your control panel. No I told her you need to check with a 3rd party application like Ad-aware for example. But alas I was wrong, seems on her “previous” contract that is what they did too remove spy ware, in a tone that implied that I was a gibbering idiot who likes to play with coloured bits of yarn for example. Well I told her in a bit louder voice than normal because frankly this got on my last nerve and fucking pissed me off, I said “what the fuck do I know? I am only wandering around here taking up valuable space and oxygen. If you don’t like an answer I give you don’t ask!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note I have to go and get ready to head too work, where I sometimes feel like I am the ring master at a retarded circus. Hope everybody else has a good day though, talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108453463415008116?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108453463415008116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108453463415008116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108453463415008116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108453463415008116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/every-day-i-arrive-at-work-early-never.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108436237240789040</id><published>2004-05-12T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T04:49:58.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soon I will be heading too work for another day in the trenches. Actually yesterday I got a lot of call from people who did not have the virus for a change which was refreshing to say the least. Each day I show up at work we are still swamped with calls, I keep thinking it all cannot be the Sasser worm calls but a lot of my fellow co-workers are telling me that is pretty much all they are doing. So they caught the person that created the virus, it was only a young fellow 19 years old from Germany as it were. Now my question is what is really going to come out of this? Is he really going to be in serious trouble? The media never tells us what happens to the person after the fact, like the person who got busted for the Blaster virus what happened to him? Maybe they all ended up working for the CIA, NSA, or even Microsoft for all we know, and it would not surprise me in the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading wired news yesterday at work while on one of my breaks and found this interesting check it out if you have time, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/infostructure/0,1377,63391,00.html?tw=wn_6techhead"target="_new"&gt;Browser hijackers ruining lives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I got too go and head too work talk too you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108436237240789040?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108436237240789040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108436237240789040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108436237240789040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108436237240789040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/soon-i-will-be-heading-too-work-for.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108393456732472962</id><published>2004-05-07T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T06:00:27.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was going too write a post earlier this week, in fact I had it partially written but used the good old delete key because I did not fancy what I had written. Well we are slammed with calls at work because of the &lt;b&gt;SASSER&lt;/b&gt; virus. The sad thing is that most of our callers are the same people who had gotten the &lt;b&gt;worm Blaster&lt;/b&gt; virus last summer and still not have learned their lesson about windows updates. What are they doing when the messages pops up and tell them windows updates are ready to be installed? They close it of course then whine because they have a virus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghastly as it is a horde of them have no anti-virus software, or it is outdated. Norton, McAfee is sitting in their system tray and I ask if they have updated it, you need to update it? Is the answer I receive. Jesus wept let me tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this virus is driving everybody who is doing tech support fucking nuts, I can only shudder at the calls that the anti-virus vendors or people like Dell are getting. If somebody has the skill to write these nasty little virus that cause a major annoyance but no damage I implore you. Next time include the code to format these fucker’s hard drives to teach them a god damn lesson once and for all. Now that would be sweet would it not? I mean &lt;b&gt;Best Buy&lt;/b&gt; is charging people a hundred bucks to remove the &lt;b&gt;SASSER&lt;/b&gt; virus that is only a five minute job to be honest, talk about a money maker. So can you just imagine how much it would cost if their hard drives were erased? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got too get ready to head too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108393456732472962?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108393456732472962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108393456732472962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108393456732472962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108393456732472962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-was-going-too-write-post-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108324222117742916</id><published>2004-04-29T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T05:41:11.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well finally it is sunny outside, how dreary the last couple of days have been with all the rain. I have been having a pretty good week though all the same, all things considered. I must be getting a touch of the cold that is going around because all of a sudden on Tuesday night my throat started to ache. Today it is not too bad since I popped some Advil last night before going to bed. So today I fell like a new me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at work are still in a either a twist about losing their job or are positive that we will get another contract. I have my own opinion that I will keep to myself for the time being but believe me it is not a positive one I have the  mind set of I will believe it when I see it, and there is no sense in stressing over it because it will get you nothing and nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a party on Monday that I did not attend because it was my day off and I was not going down to work just for some free food, yes I know they were giving away prizes but I could not be bothered. Then that night I checked my email and one of the people email me and said I had one a prize so I laughed it off as a joke because I never win anything anyway so thought he was just screwing with me. Then low and behold my best friend emailed me and told me the same thing. Turns out I had won a patio set, not too shabby at all hunh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of ironic though seeing how I live in an apartment building with no patio and on a second floor to boot. People at work found that amusing when they heard that one, some people wanted too buy it off me and one offer was a hundred dollars. Hmmm lets see plastic dishes that came with it still had the price tags on them and they added up to almost a hundred dollars by themselves. So I did not fall for that, someone remarked that I could use the patio table as a table for my kitchen. I did not realize I look like a hill Billie so now they want me too turn my place into a redneck haven? In the end we decided too keep the set, one reason because like my wife said we are not going to live in an apartment forever and secondly because we never win anything so it would be cool to keep it. So there you go case closed. Anyway go to go and get ready to head too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108324222117742916?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108324222117742916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108324222117742916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108324222117742916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108324222117742916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-finally-it-is-sunny-outside-how.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108272331547256770</id><published>2004-04-23T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T05:32:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Hmmm, after yesterday I wonder how long it will be before I am collecting unemployment. Things look bleak let me tell you but I did not find it a big shock at all to say the least I suspected something like that could happen anyway, how ever a lot of people seemed surprised. At the very least I am hoping that I will get the summer off, my luck we will be fucked out of that but oh well what to do right? Anyway got too go and head to &lt;b&gt;”WORK”&lt;/b&gt; while I still can I guess, talk to you all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108272331547256770?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108272331547256770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108272331547256770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108272331547256770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108272331547256770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/04/hmmm-after-yesterday-i-wonder-how-long.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108256317155022549</id><published>2004-04-21T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T09:03:34.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My weekends go by way too quick I find, not that I do a whole hell of a lot to be truthful but is the principle of the fact. Like Saturday night, we went to the laundry mat,  not a fun way to spend a Saturday night but we had an over flow of dirty clothes because of our road trip last weekend so we were in desperate need of clean clothes. The good thing was the place was absolutely empty which enabled us to get done very quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday was race day of course, which my wife has me totally corrupted into watching NASCAR. If you can’t beat them join them right? She wants to go and see a race this summer if I can get the time off work and I think that would be a pretty cool experience to see one in real life. I can just imagine the roar of the engines and how loud it would be in the flesh.  What can I say my life is boring right now, nothing to complain about in my personal life. Work is ok there is a lot of time between calls which makes for a boring day. But we can not have it all I guess because if it was busy I would be complaining about that I guess. Anyway go too go talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108256317155022549?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108256317155022549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108256317155022549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108256317155022549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108256317155022549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-weekends-go-by-way-too-quick-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108187396009520020</id><published>2004-04-13T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T09:36:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am running on fumes now to be honest with you, I have just returned from “the rock” also known as Newfoundland.  We left on Thursday night and crossed the gulf on the ferry for the night crossing. Thank god we had a cabin, and then we had the pleasure of a ten hour car ride. Talk about fun boys and girls, now tourist may enjoy the scenery but when you have seen it umpteen times well it gets old really quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the other side of the island and got too relax and do some visiting with my wife’s family which was the whole reason for the trip in the first place. Then on Monday it was time for a repeat, ten hour drive and a six hour ferry ride (I forgot to mention how long it took) talk about fun right? Although I must admit it was a bit of a rough crossing last night there was a lot of ice and the ship brought up solid last night when it hit an ice pack so hard I had to grab the bunk to keep from falling out. As an added bonus the sip was rolling pretty hard, I guess it must have been windy out on the Atlantic. Mind you the sip rocking did not bother me but it made it hard to keep your balance let me tell you, besides the movement of the ship lulled me too sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the trip was spending some quality time with my wife and son, finally getting too meet my wife’s parents and a couple of the other family members I had not met yet. The best part of the trip is that I am home though let me tell you. I do not want to do that trip again any time soon. While I was down there I did not go and visit any of my family because, frankly I am sick of the bull shit that goes with them. You can pick your friends but not your family and too bad I say because sometimes I would like to be able too. But then again I am still the black sheep in my family so it is all good in my world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a digital camera this weekend with a 128 meg memory card for it as well bought for me by my wife as an anniversary present, so either later on today of tomorrow or so I will put up a couple of pictures I have taken. Anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108187396009520020?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108187396009520020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108187396009520020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108187396009520020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108187396009520020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-running-on-fumes-now-to-be-honest.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108073706949053222</id><published>2004-03-31T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T04:48:00.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am sitting here bored with a cup of coffee, there is nothing on the tube because it is early and soon I will have to get ready and head too work for another day in the trenches. Today the sun is out in full force again so I will walk to work once more I am going to start doing that again because I need to walk off some of the access pounds I have accumulated during the winter months. That is the nice thing when the spring rolls around; you don’t feel confined by the weather. What can I say something about the sunshine makes you want to get outside and do something after months of snow and cold temperatures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         So I hope it is a better day at work than yesterday, the people who called in yesterday had no common sense what so ever. Click on start please, what is that? Hmmm maybe that button in the left hand corner of you screen that says start maybe? Oh well some of it is amusing to listen too sometimes. Anyway got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108073706949053222?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108073706949053222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108073706949053222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108073706949053222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108073706949053222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-i-am-sitting-here-bored-with-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108067173790227537</id><published>2004-03-30T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T10:39:12.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the start of another week is here, two days off is not long enough I don’t think. What is up with these stupid people calling in I wonder? I find myself losing patience with them more and more because they cannot answer a simple question with out giving you a diatribe about the history of their computer since buying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What version of windows are you using?  Don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you try to get online? Doesn’t work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get an error message?   Don’t know &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you using to get on-line for a software version? Like internet explorer for example?    Don’t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what the fuck do you know you retard! Jesus wept let me tell you, because this is what I have to deal with lately. All the smart people got DSL or a cable modem by the looks of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I had a good weekend; I watched the race on Sunday with my wife and what spectacle it was. Thunder valley also known as Bristol was an amusing romp indeed, lots of action. People were spinning each other out all over the place using the good old chrome horn. Even after the race it continued on pit road when someone had a temper tantrum and had a post race spin out. I hope next week in Texas is just as amusing, nothing worse than a boring race to be sure. The only thing worse would be football or golf. Anyway got too go and get too work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108067173790227537?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108067173790227537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108067173790227537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108067173790227537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108067173790227537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-start-of-another-week-is-here-two.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-108031808001039215</id><published>2004-03-26T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T08:24:45.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been staying away from my computer at home for the last little while which is why I have not been post here very much. I guess it is because I have been sitting in front of one all day long so I don’t really feel like looking at one all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been really good in the sense that it is really slow with very few calls coming in, there are times when there is ten minutes between calls. While this is good that we get a break it is bad that the dregs of society seems to be the ones that are calling in, but what do you do right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that not much has been going on in my life, I still not have had a smoke yet and it is edging up too two months or so. I am quite proud of myself, and as an added bonus I am sleeping better which is good. Now that the winter is losing it’s vice like grip on the land the snow is starting to melt I think I will return to walking too world starting next week to see if I can rid myself of the winter weight I have been putting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been putting in a lot of time on my son’s Xbox lately playing NASCAR Thunder 2004.  I am having an extremely fun time with it for sure especially with the steering wheel with force feed back. Anyway got to go and get too work talk to you all later everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-108031808001039215?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/108031808001039215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=108031808001039215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108031808001039215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/108031808001039215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/03/been-staying-away-from-my-computer-at.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107945479075886209</id><published>2004-03-16T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T08:36:22.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I figured it was time to do a post finally, every thing is well in my world no complaints. Work is very slow a lot of time between calls, which is nice although a bit boring until I started to bring books to work. Not bad hunh? Getting pad to read right? I still have not had a smoke since I quit a couple of weeks ago. I did not cheat at all a sneak a quick smoke here or there, like I did before. So I am quite proud of myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I finished the Grand Theft Auto: Vice City game or the PC. Anybody out there play that yet? Very amusing let me tell you, took me awhile though but the challenge was fun, I find it amusing too watch my son playing it and wiping out in the cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which I watched the NASCAR race this Sunday with my wife, they raced in Atlanta and it was a good race compared to last week when they were running in Las Vegas which was the most boring race I ever tried to watch. In fact I gave up watching the Vegas race and started to read. However the one from this weekend was good there was actually some passing but no accidents which was a disappointment to me,  I like  watching the accidents during the race. Anyway got to go and get too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107945479075886209?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107945479075886209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107945479075886209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107945479075886209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107945479075886209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-i-figured-it-was-time-to-do-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107832221364996928</id><published>2004-03-03T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T06:00:33.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I have still not had a smoke In a couple of weeks, yes I feel better and all cravings are gone but I noticed I do not sleep as good any more. For example on my days off I find it hard to sleep in, I find I usually wake up around 8 and cannot fall back to sleep. I wonder if this is because my blood pressure is not through the roof anymore from sucking on a cancer stick. If my heart is not pumping so hard maybe that is why I don’t sleep as deep anymore. At any rate I have nothing to complain about in my world, work is going well, mind you it is very slow. A lot of time between calls makes it a very boring experience, since they don’t not want us sucking up the bandwidth by surfing the web I have started bring novels to work and spend my time reading. How about that hunh? Getting paid to read? Yesterday for example I bought Donnie Brasco to work and seeing how I saw the movie and found it interesting I figured the book maybe better. Turns out I am right I am a hundred pages deep and looking forward to reading the rest of it. Anyway got to go and head to work. Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107832221364996928?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107832221364996928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107832221364996928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107832221364996928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107832221364996928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-i-have-still-not-had-smoke-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107729519512064948</id><published>2004-02-20T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T08:42:34.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time for my weekly update I guess, not much happening in my world and I have nothing to complain about anyway. This past weekend I watched the Daytona 500 with my wife and it was a good race I thought. They had one pretty nasty accident which I figured would happen anyway. Dale JR won which was pretty cool considering his father was killed on the track a few years earlier. This Sunday they will be racing in Rockingham which is a nasty track when it comes to tire wear so I expect a couple of spills again this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have not had a smoke now I am in my fourth week of not smoking and I have not freaked out or killed anybody which is a good thing. On this Sunday my wife and I will be married for a year our first anniversary of many I hope. Time sure flies I must admit seems like only yesterday we got married.  Mind you we will not be doing much to celebrate because it is Sunday and that is race day after all!  Got too go talk to you all later have a good one everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;beautiful, voluptuous woman went to a gynecologist. The doctor took one look at her, and all his professionalism went out the window. &lt;br /&gt;He immediately told her to undress. After she had disrobed, the doctor began to stroke her thigh. &lt;br /&gt;Doing so, he asked her, "Do you know what I'm doing?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes," she replied, "you're checking for any abrasions or dermatological abnormalities." &lt;br /&gt;"That is right," said the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;He then began to fondle her breasts. "Do you know what I'm doing now?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes," the woman said, "you're checking for any lumps or breast cancer." &lt;br /&gt;"Correct," replied the shady doctor. &lt;br /&gt;Finally, he mounted his patient and started having sexual intercourse with her. &lt;br /&gt;He asked, "Do you know what I'm doing now?" &lt;br /&gt;"Yes," she said. "You're getting herpes, which is why I came here in the first place."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107729519512064948?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107729519512064948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107729519512064948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107729519512064948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107729519512064948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/02/time-for-my-weekly-update-i-guess-not.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107652836267730578</id><published>2004-02-11T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:41:49.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am on week three with no smoking and I am quite proud of myself. I had a good weekend but it was not long enough. I just relaxed and took it easy, anybody see the movie “Open Range”? Not a huge amount of action but I liked it all the same, which is a rare thing since westerns are usually not that good to begin with. I also watched once upon a time in Mexico and I enjoyed that movie as well, yes there was a lot of clichés I know but I found it entertaining all the same. Well my wife is a happy camper because NASCAR season is started again with the Bud-pole shoot out this past weekend. Should be a good race on Sunday, they changed the tire compound so the tires will wear out quicker and they also changed the rear spoiler to affect the down force. So you just watch on Sunday there is going to be a lot of accidents I just bet. it has been really slow at work as of late which is kind of nice, speaking of which I got to go and get back on the phone. Talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;A professor of mathematics sent a fax to his wife. It read: "Dear Wife: You must realize that you are 54 years old, and I have certain needs which you are no longer able to satisfy. I am otherwise happy with you as wife, and I sincerely hope you will not be hurt or offended to learn that by the time you receive this letter, I will be at the Grand Hotel with my 18-year-old teaching assistant. I'll be home before midnight. -- Your Husband" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at the hotel, there was a faxed letter waiting for him that read as follows: &lt;br /&gt;"Dear Husband: You, too, are 54 years old, and by the time you receive this letter, I will be &lt;br /&gt;at the Breakwater Hotel with the 18-year-old pool boy. Being the brilliant mathematician that you are, you can easily appreciate the fact that 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18. Don't wait up."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107652836267730578?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107652836267730578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107652836267730578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107652836267730578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107652836267730578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-i-am-on-week-three-with-no.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107581662072081405</id><published>2004-02-03T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T05:59:17.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a week today since I last had a cigarette, so I feel quite proud of myself. I passed the big test on Saturday night when I sipped on a few beer and never freaked out from not having a smoke. So I keep taking it a day a time, in a little while I am going to walk to work seeing how it is a nice day out. This weekend I really did not do much at all. Although I got to go into the local mall, my first trip in their since around Christmas time. I also tried to watch the “American Wedding” movie and let us just say I sighed and turned it off after about 15 minutes give or take. What a strained attempt at humour if I have ever seen it, just fucking lame. Now I thought since I am quitting smoking I was having some kid on chemical imbalance in my humour system, but not so I laughed at a number of different odds and ends this weekend. This movie was not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did read a book called “The Cage” about an English man who moved to the U.S with his family when he was a teenager and ended up being drafted and sent to Vietnam. While there he was captured and tortured by the V.C and placed in a cage which was lowered into water until he had to turn his face up between the bars to breath. If anybody has seen the Deer Hunter you know what I am talking about. So anyway this gent escaped and lived in the jungle for a couple of days completely naked with no food and water, until an American patrol picked him up. Made for good reading, well I am glancing at the clock and I got to go and head to work talk to you all later. Have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107581662072081405?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107581662072081405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107581662072081405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107581662072081405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107581662072081405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-has-been-week-today-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107523074519416125</id><published>2004-01-27T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T11:14:32.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started my new shift today, seems a little bit strange to come strolling into work for 11:30 when I am so used to getting here for 9:30 for the last couple of months. Plus I am sporting a nicotine patch to curb the smoking habit. I guess it is time to quit because it is not doing me any good. Plus it is getting awful expensive around $10 dollars a pack that we could be saving, mind you a pack usually lasts me almost 2 days which is not too bad I guess but not good either now is it? So far my day is going pretty good no climbing the walls from nicotine with drawl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a show this weekend about, Nostradamus. Every body is convinced he is predicting the future. I do not believe it my self, I think you can twist or interpret the text in anyway you want to make it true. Besides how do we know he was not all strung out on opium or something and having a trip? Could happen right? I think so anyway. Gotta go talk to you all later have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107523074519416125?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107523074519416125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107523074519416125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107523074519416125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107523074519416125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/started-my-new-shift-today-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107478501685559379</id><published>2004-01-22T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T07:25:37.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I have not updated in awhile, I have been busy at work. I have a new shift starting on Tuesday. I will be working from 11:30 in the morning to 10:30 at night. This will be the latest I have worked in a year. Things could have been worse I guess could end up with four till one for example. The bonus about my new shift is that I am off at 4:30 on Friday and Saturday and I have my Sundays and Mondays off again. I have been off Sundays and Mondays for a year now and have grown accustomed to them and I don’t want to change. Mind you it is going to be weird since I have been coming to work for 9:30 in the morning so switching to 11:30 will be a big jump. Anyway that is all that is new with me talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the &lt;br /&gt;words back...or that you could crawl into a hole? Here are the &lt;br /&gt;testimonials of a few people who did.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and &lt;br /&gt;asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?" &lt;br /&gt;  I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My &lt;br /&gt;husband didn't say a word... he knew better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls.  I &lt;br /&gt;was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing &lt;br /&gt;for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking &lt;br /&gt;gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. &lt;br /&gt;Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing &lt;br /&gt;with men's balls." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a &lt;br /&gt;variety of candy and nuts.  As we were looking at the display case, &lt;br /&gt;the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.  I replied, &lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh &lt;br /&gt;hysterically, the boy grinned, &lt;br /&gt;and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has &lt;br /&gt;never let &lt;br /&gt;me forget. &lt;br /&gt; While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amuk. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening after this &lt;br /&gt;enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were &lt;br /&gt;doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the &lt;br /&gt;bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door &lt;br /&gt;closed behind me were screams of laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My &lt;br /&gt;three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I &lt;br /&gt;was on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick &lt;br /&gt;lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. &lt;br /&gt;While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I &lt;br /&gt;checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she was clean. Then I &lt;br /&gt;realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while, so I asked &lt;br /&gt;him if he needed to go, and he said "No." I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, &lt;br /&gt;that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with &lt;br /&gt;me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?" &lt;br /&gt;"No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, &lt;br /&gt;because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I asked one more time, &lt;br /&gt;"Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked &lt;br /&gt;down his pants, bent over and spread his cheeks and yelled. "SEE &lt;br /&gt;MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly choked to death on &lt;br /&gt;their tacos laughing! He calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An &lt;br /&gt;old couple made me feel better by thanking me for the best laugh &lt;br /&gt;they'd ever had! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a &lt;br /&gt;very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely &lt;br /&gt;think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but &lt;br /&gt;don't get any....a true story...  He had a female news anchor who, &lt;br /&gt;the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to &lt;br /&gt;the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you &lt;br /&gt;promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half the crew did too they were laughing so hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, didn't that feel good? Pass it on to someone you know who likes &lt;br /&gt;to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107478501685559379?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107478501685559379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107478501685559379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107478501685559379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107478501685559379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/sorry-i-have-not-updated-in-awhile-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107400656103356703</id><published>2004-01-13T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T07:11:10.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a pretty good weekend all things considered; mind you I did not do anything special. I watched a few movies though, for example I watched Dumb and Dumberer. That movie did not make me laugh at all, in fact I turned it off at chapter five I do believe and handed it too my son. He thought it was funny, so the movie is appealing to ten year olds I guess. Then I watched S.W.A.T which I enjoyed, true it started off kind of slow but I enjoyed it all the same. I mean for a movie to be any good they do have to build up some semblance of a story right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent my day on the XBOX play NASCAR thunder 2004; I got into starting of a career. Talk about hard! You have hardly any money and no equipment when you start off. Plus you have the pedal to metal and other cars pass you like you are standing still unless you draft all the way around the track. It is going to be a hard go of it since I spend more time sliding into the walls on some of the tracks. Then I have to spend most of my hard earned cash repairing my car because every fucker and his brother will spin me out at every opportunity. Then again I learned that lesson well, so when people try to pass me now I spin the bastards out now when ever I get the chance. Which makes for lots of accidents in the race, what can I say I am the anti-Christ I guess. So I have to build up my team over 20 season to get all the expensive equipment, each season is 36 races but thank god I am only doing 10% of the race size. Anyway got to go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107400656103356703?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107400656103356703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107400656103356703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107400656103356703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107400656103356703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-had-pretty-good-weekend-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107365897437137803</id><published>2004-01-09T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T06:37:57.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did anybody see that new reality show on T.V last night? Called the apprentice? The concept is that a bunch of men and women are competing to work as a president of one of Donald Trump’s companies for a period of one year with a big salary. Sounds like a good deal all around if you win I guess, Last night he separated the group into men versus women and sent them off on a project. Each team received I think it was $250 dollars with which they had to see how much of a profit they could make selling lemonade. The winner was the women who were selling their lemonade for $5 a glass and including their phone numbers as well. Smart little tactic I though so they ended up quadrupling their money. The men were trying to sell lemonade near the fish market; I mean come on people who is going to be down near a smelly fish market unless they have to be? Needless to say they did not win and one of the team got fired. I found it very entertaining for sure; it is coming on again next Wednesday so I am curious to see what is going to happen next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this weekend and doing some old fashioned relaxing, and spending some quality time with my wife and son. After today one more day to go and I have my glorious two days off. Too bad they go by way to quick, I amazes me how each week drags it’s ass until it reaches the weekend. Then the weekend goes by in the blink of an eye. Anyway got to go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107365897437137803?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107365897437137803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107365897437137803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107365897437137803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107365897437137803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/did-anybody-see-that-new-reality-show.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107357359517979246</id><published>2004-01-08T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T06:55:14.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man is it cold outside, the car was coated in frost this morning, could be worse though I guess. Going to be a slow day at work today I would imagine considering yesterday was a slow one. Last night I watched a new show on discovery called American Hot Rod, in which a group of gents make custom cars. Mind you the cars are expensive ranging from $50,000 up to $500,000, ouch would not want to pay for that to be sure. I was not impressed with the show as I am with say with American Chopper. I like watching the guys fabricated everything from scratch when building a motorcycle. It is not the same when they built the cars because all the cars they build pretty much look the same. Yes they are nice cars but the appeal is not there. But then again it was the first show so maybe when the series actually starts it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody see the bit on the news about the woman who claimed she lost her winning lottery ticket? Then the person who actually won came forward to claim the prize? She had the ticket and the sales slip from when she bought the ticket in the first place. Some people will try anything I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a whole different topic, I will be married for one year on the 22nd of next month. Did not take long for a year to slip past, where does the time go I wonder? Some times time drags out and other times it goes by in a flash. Next thing you know I will be bald and drooling on myself. Wonder if I will suffer the injustice of going senile and wetting myself. God I hope not, if I get that bad I hope someone pulls the plug on me. Any got to go talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Way down in the outports of Newfoundland, Murph's old lady had been&lt;br /&gt;pregnant for some time, and now the time had come. He brought her to&lt;br /&gt;the doctor, and the doctor began to deliver the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a little boy, and the doctor looked over at Murph and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Murph! You just had you a son! Ain't dat grand!!"&lt;br /&gt; Murph got excited by this, but just then the doctor spoke up and said, "Hold on! We ain't finished yet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor then delivered a little girl. He said, "Hey, Murph! You got&lt;br /&gt;you a daughter!!!! She a pretty lil ting, too...."&lt;br /&gt; Murph got kind of puzzled by this, and then the doctor said, "Hold on, we still ain't got done yet!" The doctor then delivered another boy said, "Murph, you just had yourself another boy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Murph said to the doctor, "Doc, what caused all of dem babies?" The&lt;br /&gt; doctor said, "You never know Murph, it was probably something that&lt;br /&gt; happened d! uring conception."&lt;br /&gt; Murph said, "Ah yeah, during conception"&lt;br /&gt; When Murph and his wife went home with their three children, he sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down with his wife and said, "Mama, you remember dat night what we ran&lt;br /&gt;out of Vaseline and we had to use dat dere 3-in-1 Oil.&lt;br /&gt; She said, "Yeah, I remember dat night"&lt;br /&gt;Murph said, "I'll tell you, bye, it's a fookin' good ting we didn't use dat WD-40!!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107357359517979246?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107357359517979246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107357359517979246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107357359517979246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107357359517979246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/man-is-it-cold-outside-car-was-coated.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107350659603410561</id><published>2004-01-07T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T12:18:17.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well another day done and over with for me, not much too report at work the last little while except some of the callers are getting more dense as time progresses. But what do you do right, just grin and bear it with then mute them and either laugh at their stupidity or curse them. This weekend I watched Bad Boys 2 which was ok, I was better than I figured it would be. Especially the part when they were in the morgue, I laughed my ass off at that part. Another movie I had a gander at was house of ghosts. Once I figured out what the hell was happening I found it more enjoyable. I have not been cruising the net much lately because I have been engrossed with a couple of books my wife bought for me. For example I am reading a book by Tom Clancy called Shadow Warriors, it is about U.S Special Forces and how they have built up since their birth in the great world wars. I read a lot of books dealing with the military and I enjoy them immensely, mostly because I served myself so I can see their point of view and understand how hard they have to train and endure. The part I am reading now is about how they invaded Panama which is making out for a good read indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read a book that is a science fiction it makes me amused to read and entertained, but when I read some thing that is non-fiction or a biography it keeps me captivated, especially war novels for example. One of the best was called the Teams which was about the U.S navy SEALS, the last story in it was about Jessie “The Body” Ventura. It was pretty cool how he learned the values of physical fitness from the seals which carried over into his wrestling career. Anyway enough of babbling I guess but it makes me wonder if that is the taste I like in books what do everyone else out there read I wonder. Anyway got to go talk to you all later have a good one everybody. My friend Jen sent me this joke I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;There was a Mainlander, a Cape Bretoner and a Newfie on death row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warden gave them a choice of three ways to die: &lt;br /&gt;       1.  to be shot &lt;br /&gt;       2.  to be hung &lt;br /&gt;       3.  to be injected with the AIDS virus for a slow death. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So the Mainlander said, "Shoot me right in the head." (Boom, he was &lt;br /&gt;dead instantly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Cape Bretoner said, "Just hang me." (Snap, he was dead.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Newfie said, "Give me some of that AIDS stuff." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They gave him the shot, and the Newfie fell down laughing.  The &lt;br /&gt;guards looked at each other and wondered what was wrong with this &lt;br /&gt;guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Newfie said, "Give me another one of those shots," so the &lt;br /&gt;guards did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he was laughing so hard, tears rolled from his &lt;br /&gt;eyes and he doubled over. Finally the warden said, "What is wrong with you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Newfie replied, "You guys are so stupid.....  I'm wearing a condom!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107350659603410561?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107350659603410561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107350659603410561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107350659603410561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107350659603410561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-another-day-done-and-over-with.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107314045796203397</id><published>2004-01-03T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T06:35:53.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is up with men and bathrooms? I go to the bathroom stand in front of the urinal and talk a whiz. At no point in time while I watch my urine flow and hit the white porcelain that this is a good time to pick my nose and wipe it on the wall. So I guess that does not make me some kind of perverse snot artist. Why would you do this considering you are in a bathroom with paper towels, toilet paper and a sink to wash your hands in? What is the point of making graffiti out of it? Do you really think we want to se your booger and admire the shape, color, or the size of it? Like I got nothing better to do right? The cleaning crew never seems to get around to cleaning it up, do I blame them? Not in the least they are probably as disgusted as I am. That is my rant for today have a good one everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107314045796203397?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107314045796203397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107314045796203397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107314045796203397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107314045796203397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/what-is-up-with-men-and-bathrooms-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107305050260495148</id><published>2004-01-02T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T05:36:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another new year is here; hopefully this one will go as good as last year. I am looking forward to this weekend and settling down to some good old fashion relaxing. We do not have any company this weekend so it will be a nice switch to have our place to ourselves. Having company is nice but it wears thin after awhile and it sure as hells cramps your style after awhile. Last night I watched Sea Biscuit with my wife, I must say it was a good movie it kept me interested through the whole thing. We watched Legally Blonde 2 the night before, it was errrr okay I guess but not something I would like to re-watch. A lot of the humor was strained I thought and a lot of the jokes were not funny at all. Hopefully I will get to rent a couple this weekend if there is anything left usually there is not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got to go home early because it was not busy and it felt like a Saturday to me, so my week thus far is all fucked up. At least it was slow so that is something right there. I guess a lot of our customers had better things to do than call us (like nursing a hangover). Hopefully today will be slow as well, I guess I will find out when I get too work and get on the phone. Anyway I got to go have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;John was a clerk in a small drugstore but he was not much of a salesman. He could never find the item the customer wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob, the owner, had about enough and warned John that the next sale he missed would be his last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then a man came in coughing and he asked John for their best cough syrup. Try as he might John could not find the cough syrup. Remembering Bob's warning he sold the man a box of Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once. The customer did as John said and then walked outside and leaned against a lamp post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask John what had transpired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He wanted something for his cough but I couldn't find the cough syrup. I substituted Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once," John explained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ex-Lax won't cure a cough" Bob shouted angrily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure it will" John said, pointing at the man leaning on the lamp post. "Look at him. He's afraid to cough."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107305050260495148?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107305050260495148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107305050260495148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107305050260495148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107305050260495148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2004/01/another-new-year-is-here-hopefully.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107282011224854507</id><published>2003-12-30T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T13:36:42.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope everybody out there had a happy holiday for Christmas, I know I did. Mind you I had too work boxing day and we were very busy, what was up with that I had no idea be there you go human beings are strange people, instead of visiting loved ones they are spending their time in front of the computer. I have too work on new years eve and new years day, should be interesting to see how many calls come in on new years day. So I will have a tame night so I won¡¦t be hung over at work. Hard to believe Christmas is over already, but I had a good time all the same. My wife and I got a rush out of watching our son open his gifts. When were wrapping them I told her to give him the game boy last because that is all he will have eyes for and he was in true form to say the least. I made him drag the x box out of the room for me so I could try out his new NASCAR game and steering wheel. I got lots of amusing out of that let me tell you, but for some unknown reason my coordination went down hill as I sipped on a few Budweiser¡¦s what is up with that I wonder ƒº. So this year what is my resolution for the New Year? Not too make any that¡¦s what because we never fulfill them anyway. I just hope I have another good year of happiness with my wife and son, which is not too much to ask in my mind. Must go I just got home from work not to long ago and looking at a computer is making me ill. For all of you out there who got a Hewitt Packard (HP) computer for Christmas, Jesus wept is all I can say. Plus I hope you bought extended warranty because you sure the fuck are gonna need it. Have a good one everybody talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grandma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl was a prostitute, but she didn't want her grandma to know. One day, the police raided a whole group of prostitutes at a sex party in a hotel and the girl was among them. The police took them outside and had all the prostitutes line up along the driveway when suddenly, the girl's grandma came by and saw her granddaughter. Grandma asked, "Why are you standing in line here, dear?" Not willing to let her grandmother know the truth, the girl told her grandmother that the policemen were there passing out free oranges and she was just lining up for some."Why, that's awfully nice of them. I think I'll get some for myself," and she proceeded to the back of the line. A policeman was going down the line asking for information from all of the prostitutes. When he got to Grandma, he was bewilderedand exclaimed, "Wow, still going at it at your age? How do you do it?" Grandma replied, "Oh, it's easy, dear. I just take my dentures out and suck them dry." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107282011224854507?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107282011224854507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107282011224854507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107282011224854507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107282011224854507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-hope-everybody-out-there-had-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107218045480436764</id><published>2003-12-23T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T03:55:45.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone how are you? I had a pretty good weekend all things considered. Went shopping yesterday and the mall was just crazy let me tell you, go figure it is too be expected I guess. I have to do a little bit more today but nothing too serious and the stores I need to visit won’t be crowded anyway. I watched Bruce All Mighty this weekend and I was disappointed to tell you the truth. It was not as funny as I thought it was going to be, a lot of people saw the movie and told me it was really funny but I only chuckled at a few parts. Anybody getting excited about Christmas? I am really looking forward to it. I love watching my wife and son open their presents and seeing the look on their faces when they are surprised. Makes it all worth while somehow or another, hopefully I will get to post again soon; I would say Christmas day for sure. Lately by the time I get home the last thing I want to do is look at a computer after fixing our customer’s computer so bear with me. Go to go and head to work have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is truly a heart-warming story about the bond formed between a little girl and some construction workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This makes you want to believe in the goodness of people and that there is hope for the human race... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The young family's 5-year-old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next-door and started talking with the workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She hung around and eventually the construction crew, all of them gems-in-the-rough, more or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks, and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At the end of the first week they even presented her with a pay envelope containing a dollar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the appropriate words of admiration and suggested that she start a savings account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When they got to the bank the teller was equally impressed with the story and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay check at such a young age with a crew building a house." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My goodness gracious," said the teller, "and will you be working on the house again this week, too?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The little girl replied, "I will if those useless bastards at Home Depot ever bring us the fucking drywall." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107218045480436764?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107218045480436764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107218045480436764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107218045480436764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107218045480436764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/hey-everyone-how-are-you-i-had-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107166268622689827</id><published>2003-12-17T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T04:06:40.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I usually get asked if I miss home, the home in question is Newfoundland and the answer is a flat no, then I get asked why. Well here is why, when I moved back to Stephenville the last time with my wife (before we were married) we were strapped for cash. There is little to no work over there and good luck getting a job. So some relatives of mine starting telling my wife that I was a loser, lazy did not want too work, that I wanted to be a welfare bum? The last one makes me laugh because I am thinking that is probably how some of them are paying their own bills. Supportive family right? *rolling my eyes here* so the best idea we ever had was to move away, we ended up in Nova Scotia. So how ironic that right now I am the only one in my family working right now, hmm seems I am the  &lt;b&gt;LAZY&lt;/b&gt; one then I guess. I have called one of my family members and since they did not return my calls or answer the phone for that matter I have deducted they did not want too talk to me so my response? &lt;b&gt;FUCK YOU THEN&lt;/b&gt;, don’t say I did not call when you have caller display and you damn well did know I made the attempt. Don’t lie to others and say you talk to me on messenger all the time, when everyone who knows me can tell you I hardly go on line with it. So you see I am the black sheep of my family, and it does not bother me in the least. I am in exile from my family and that is just fine by me. I have a wife and a son and that is my world, and I am a happier man not too have to deal with the craziness of my family. Since my father died I rather doubt I will willingly go back, maybe if someone dies I might but other than that I have nothing to go back for. Anyway enough ranting I got to go and get ready to head to work, talk to you all later have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;An executive was in quandary. He had to get rid of&lt;br /&gt;one of his staff. He had narrowed it down to one of&lt;br /&gt;two people, either Debra or Jack. It would be a hard&lt;br /&gt;decision to make, as they were both equally qualified&lt;br /&gt;and both did excellent work. He finally decided that in&lt;br /&gt;the morning whichever one used the water cooler first&lt;br /&gt;would have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debra came in the next morning, hugely hung-over&lt;br /&gt;after partying all night. She went to the cooler to get&lt;br /&gt;some water to take a couple of aspirins and the&lt;br /&gt;executive approached her and said, "Debra, I've never&lt;br /&gt;done this before, but I have to lay you or Jack off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debra replied, "Could you please jack off? I have a&lt;br /&gt;terrible headache."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107166268622689827?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107166268622689827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107166268622689827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107166268622689827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107166268622689827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-usually-get-asked-if-i-miss-home.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107159682717442403</id><published>2003-12-16T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T09:48:19.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am back, sorry about the lack of posts last week but we are extremely busy at work and I have little time to write a post let alone check out the usual blogs I normally visit. Even though it is busy at least the time goes by faster, even though it is hard on the brain. How was every one’s weekend? Mine was good, not long enough as per usual. Ever notice that you week drags by but the weekend blow past you in a blink of an eye, not very fair in my mind but what are we to do? I did watch a movie called 28 days later, anybody see it? People get infected with a virus that puts them in a rage and makes them want to kill the people who are not infected. I supposed this could really happen one of these days. How ever I would be not like those two wing nuts who at the beginning of the movie, were walking around with a baseball bat and a machete, I mean get real if you thought you were the only one alive with a bunch of enraged crazy people would you not go and get a gun? Preferably one with a clip that can hold 30 rounds or so, makes sense right? Not in movie land I guess. Anyway got too go and get to work talk to you all later have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A female computer consultant was helping a smug male set up his&lt;br /&gt;computer and asked him what word he would like to use as a password to log in with.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to embarrass the female, he told her to enter penis.&lt;br /&gt;Without blinking or saying a word, she entered the password.&lt;br /&gt;She then almost died laughing at the computer's response:&lt;br /&gt;PASSWORD REJECTED. NOT LONG ENOUGH!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107159682717442403?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107159682717442403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107159682717442403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107159682717442403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107159682717442403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-i-am-back-sorry-about-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107123797347039421</id><published>2003-12-12T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T06:07:20.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never got a chance too post this week because we have been rather busy for a change which is not a bad thing I guess. The company I work for has released a new product so we are getting a lot of calls on it; at least it makes the day go by quicker. Plus they do not want us browsing the web at work because it is sucking down our band width, so it kind of puts the damper on things. Not much is going on in my life right now so I have no complaints. Anyone see the show about big foot that was on the other night? I find it amusing that people state they see a 9 or 10 foot creature strolling around and nobody takes them serious. Every body that claims to have seen big foot cannot be lying, what would you can from being called crazy or ridiculed? Not much I don’t think. I think there could be such a creature, god knows there is enough of wilderness that is still untouched for it to live in. although I have often wondered if is truly alive and well why have no one found a dead carcass from one of them because surely they are like the rest of us and cannot live forever. But in the end who the hell knows, they did not think there was life on the bottom of the ocean either. Have a good day everybody talk to you all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Irishman, Englishman &amp; a Newfie were in a bar. &lt;br /&gt; There was only one other person in the bar; a man. &lt;br /&gt; The three men kept looking at this other man, for he seemed terribly familiar.&lt;br /&gt;They stared and stared, wondering where they had seen him before when, suddenly; the Irishman cried out, "I know who that man is. It's Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;The others looked again and, sure enough, it was Jesus himself, sitting alone at a table.&lt;br /&gt;The Irishman calls out, "Hey! Hey, you! Are you Jesus?"&lt;br /&gt;The man looks over at him; smiles a small smile and nods his head. "Yes, I am Jesus," he says.&lt;br /&gt;The Irishman calls the bartender over and says to him, "I'd like you to give Jesus over there a pint of Guinness from me." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So the bartender pours Jesus a Guinness and takes it over to his table. Jesus looks over, raises his glass, smiles "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;The Englishman then calls out, "Er, excuse me Sir, but would you be Jesus?"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus smiles and says, "Yes, I am Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;The Englishman beckons the bartender and tells him to send over a pint of Newcastle Brown Ale for Jesus, which the bartender duly does. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As before, Jesus accepts the drink and smiles over at the men.&lt;br /&gt;Then the Newfoundlander calls out, "Hey, you! D'yafigger you're Jesus, or what?"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus nods and says, "Yes, I am Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;The Newfie is mighty impressed and has the bartender send over a bottle of Black Horse for Jesus, which he accepts with pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, after finishing the drinks, Jesus leaves his seat and approaches the three men. He reaches for the hand of the Irishman and shakes it, thanking him for the Guinness.&lt;br /&gt;When he lets go, the Irishman gives a cry of amazement. "Oh! The arthritis is gone," he says. The arthritis I've had for years is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus then shakes the hand of the Englishman, thanking him for the Newcastle Brown Ale. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Upon letting go, the Englishman's eyes widen in shock. "By Jove," he exclaims, "The migraine I've had for over 40 years is completely gone. It's a miracle!"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus then approaches the Newfoundlander, who has a terrified look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;"Back off, buddy, I'm on Workers' Compensation."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107123797347039421?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107123797347039421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107123797347039421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107123797347039421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107123797347039421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-never-got-chance-too-post-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107097149342551049</id><published>2003-12-09T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T04:05:56.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well time to start another week, I was out of synch last week with the snow storm and &lt;b&gt;Super Steve&lt;/b&gt; being let go. (He will be sadly missed to say the least) as for my weekend it was pretty good I guess I did not do anything special. I did however watch Ice Age with my son and I must admit I found it very funny which is kind of cool I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was watching a documentary on the discovery channel about the deep ocean, for example did you know the biggest mountain chain on the planet is under water? Me either and I do believe they said it stretches some 28 thousand miles. The marine biologists were using deep sea submersibles to explore the mysteries of the deep. One thing that floored me was a picture in Gulf of Mexico. It was a lake at the bottom of the ocean, freaky indeed. The shore line was made up of mussels and the water it enclosed ebbed and flowed with a tide and there was even a high tide mark to be seen. The water the mussels enclosed was a different color than the ocean because it was all brine and therefore a higher density than the ocean it’s self. There you have it a lake on the ocean floor. It is hard to describe it to be sure but to see it was mind bending to me. I had to stare at the picture for a couple of minutes for the reality to set in, after I got my mind around what I was seeing I could not help but grin in amusement. Anyway I got to go and head too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody. (No joke today something a bit different I got this in an email and found it amusing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;INNER SKELETON:&lt;br /&gt;A 63yr old widow was admitted to the hospital Recife, Brazil, suffering abdominal pains. X- rays showed that she was carrying a 20-inch long skeleton of a foetus, which she conceived a decade earlier. It had become lodged outside the womb and was never expelled from her body.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FEMALE SOFA:&lt;br /&gt;A 500 lb. woman from Illinois was examined in a hospital. During the examination, an asthma inhaler fell from under her armpit, a dime was found under one of her breasts, and a remote control was found lodged between the folds of her vulva.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PRICKLY PAIR:&lt;br /&gt;In Michigan, a man came into the ER with lacerations to his penis. He complained that his wife had "...a rat in her privates..." and it bit him during sex. After an examination of his wife, it was revealed that she had a surgical needle left inside her after a recent hysterectomy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PING PONG ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;A 20yr old man came into the ER with a stony mass in his rectum. He said that he and his boyfriend were fooling around with concrete mix, and then his boyfriend had the idea of pouring the mix into his anus using a funnel. The concrete then hardened, causing constipation and pain. Under general anaesthesia, a perfect concrete cast of the man's rectum was removed along with a ping-pong ball.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;BLIND DRUNK:&lt;br /&gt;A drunk staggered into a Pennsylvania ER complaining of severe pain while trying to remove his contact lenses. He said that they would come out halfway, but they always popped back in. A nurse tried to help using a suction pump, but without success. Finally, a doctor examined him and discovered the man did not have his contact lenses in at all. He had been trying to rip out the membrane of his cornea.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OUCH:&lt;br /&gt;A couple hobbled into a Washington (state) emergency room covered in bloody restaurant towels. The man had his around his waist, and the woman had hers around her head. They eventually explained to doctors that they had gone out that evening for a romantic dinner. Overcome with passion, the woman crept under the table to administer oral sex to her man. While in the act she had an epileptic fit, which caused her to clamp down on the man's penis and wrench it from side to side. In agony and desperation, the man grabbed a fork and stabbed her in he head until she let go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107097149342551049?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107097149342551049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107097149342551049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107097149342551049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107097149342551049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-time-to-start-another-week-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107062566944601256</id><published>2003-12-05T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T04:02:06.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never got chance to post yesterday but I have an interesting one for you today. I was watching on the news about a man in Germany who is accused of cannibalism. What this guy did was advertise for a victim on the internet and guess what? Someone actually answered which is the strangest thing I ever heard of. So when this person turned up at this guy’s home he gave him some pain killers and cut off a body part and they ate it together now they did not say which part but who knows. They he killed the guy and put him in the refrigerator. The whole thing was video taped as well I might add. Now is this murder, because this is what they are charging him with. The victim pretty much volunteered to be killed so it is a strange case. How did the police find out about all of this, when he posted on the internet for a new victim. It would have been nice if he had eaten some of the annoying people we see on T.V all the time, which would have been too much to ask I guess. Anyway got to go and head to work talk to you all later have a good one everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day. While playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting, he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a boyfriend?" &lt;br /&gt;Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The TV evangelists keep me company and make me feel so good. The comedies make me laugh. I'm really happy with the TV as my boyfriend." &lt;br /&gt;Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible. She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the TV hoping to fix the problem. &lt;br /&gt;The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door, and there stood Grandma's minister. &lt;br /&gt;The minister said, "Hello, son, is your grandma home?" The little boy replied, "Yeah, but she's in the bedroom banging her boyfriend." &lt;br /&gt;The minister fainted. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107062566944601256?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107062566944601256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107062566944601256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107062566944601256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107062566944601256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-never-got-chance-to-post-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107045804768315975</id><published>2003-12-03T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T05:29:21.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I went to bed last night there was not a flake of snow on the ground, not the case this morning however. I woke up with a winter wonderland out side paid in spades. Now way we were getting out of the driveway this morning and I knew that the cabs would not be on the road. So I thought to myself what would Jared do? Same thing as I did last year when we had a really bad snow storm, hoof it to work. I got soaked to be sure but I did however get my Tim Horton’s coffee so it was not too bad. The snow in the driveway of our parking lot was up too my waist all the way to the road. The roads themselves were not bad in some places but I would not want to be behind a wheel of a vehicle while trying to drive on them. There are only a handful of hearty souls here at work right now so it should be an interesting day to say the least. I am guessing more people will straggle in later on today if the roads manage to get cleared. So have a good one everybody talk to you all later I got too go and get to work. I got this in my email yesterday iI thought it was amusing, wether it is true or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new employee is hired at the Tickle Me Elmo factory and she&lt;br /&gt;reports for her first day promptly at 8:00 am. The next day at 8:45 &lt;br /&gt;am there is a knock at the Personnel Manager's door. The Foreman from&lt;br /&gt;the assembly line throws open the door and begins to rant about the new&lt;br /&gt;employee. &lt;br /&gt;He complains that she is incredibly slow and the whole line is backing&lt;br /&gt;up putting the entire plant behind schedule. The Personnel Manager&lt;br /&gt;decides that &lt;br /&gt;he should see this for himself so the two men march down to the factory&lt;br /&gt;floor.  When they get there the line is so backed up that there are&lt;br /&gt;Elmo's &lt;br /&gt;all over the floor and they're really beginning to pile up. At the end&lt;br /&gt;of the line stands the new employee. She has a roll of red plush fabric&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;a big bag of marbles. The men watch in amazement as she cuts a little&lt;br /&gt;piece of fabric, wraps it around two marbles and begins to sew the&lt;br /&gt;little &lt;br /&gt;package between Elmo's legs. The Personnel Man bursts into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;After several minutes of hysterics he pulls himself together and&lt;br /&gt;approaches &lt;br /&gt;the woman.  "I'm sorry," he says to her, barely able to keep a straight&lt;br /&gt;face,"  but I think you misunderstood me yesterday. Your job is to give&lt;br /&gt;each &lt;br /&gt;Elmo "two test tickles."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107045804768315975?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107045804768315975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107045804768315975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107045804768315975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107045804768315975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/when-i-went-to-bed-last-night-there.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009107.post-107037186809659187</id><published>2003-12-02T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T05:35:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a really good time this weekend, on Saturday night I went to my wife’s Christmas party for work. It was a good time to say the least, and I must admit it was nice to get out for awhile since we do not get to do it very often. Kind of hard to do when you have a child so when we do get to go somewhere it makes all the more enjoyable. So a good time was had by all. How was everyone else’s weekend good I hope? This weekend should be amusing as well; our son has his birthday this weekend on Friday to be exact. So on Sunday we will be doing something for him, I am not sure what but my wife will be cooking something for him. Given the choice of going out too eat and my wife cooking, he chose her cooking instead. Which is a good choice in my mind because it will be way better than anything you can buy at a restaurant. So back to work today and I hope this week goes as well as last week. Anyway got to go and get too work talk to you all later have a good one everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Irishman who had a little to drink is driving home from the&lt;br /&gt;city one night and, of course, his car is weaving all over the road.&lt;br /&gt;A cop pulls him over. "So," says the cop to the driver,&lt;br /&gt;"where have you been?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs the drunk.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink&lt;br /&gt;this evening." "I did all right," the drunk says with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms&lt;br /&gt;across his chest, "that a few intersections back, your wife fell&lt;br /&gt;out of your car?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, thank heavens," sighs the drunk. "For a minute there, I&lt;br /&gt;thought I'd gone deaf."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5009107-107037186809659187?l=shrapnelz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/feeds/107037186809659187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5009107&amp;postID=107037186809659187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107037186809659187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5009107/posts/default/107037186809659187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shrapnelz.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-had-really-good-time-this-weekend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>SHRAPNELZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05562993577795397223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
