tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39520232011-04-21T14:29:22.837-04:00Personal Mythswords for humans who can see.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.comBlogger1221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1112051938664538412005-03-28T18:07:00.000-05:002005-03-28T18:18:58.666-05:00okay, so i am going on a shamanic journey on thursday afternoon and i am trying to figure out what questions i wanna ask. the usual topics will come up i'm sure: love, work, spirituality, purpose, etc. but i am trying to formulate specific questions like how to best deal with my obsessive nature (have to do the same thing every day or i dont care about it very much) or why i cannot deal with manyroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1110789095230187892005-03-14T03:27:00.000-05:002005-03-14T03:31:35.233-05:00the top 20 list:1. my mother2. my father3. my sister4. CHUG!5. ~the kismet~------------------6-20 in no particular order (so you can still guess if ya wanna)emily n.*megan*emily b.rob m.vidyuddevatraviskaylaschmedmicklorienheatherscottrorickjazzroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1110348277644091242005-03-09T00:50:00.000-05:002005-03-09T01:04:37.646-05:00eating: palak paneer - just watched (before the gym): what the "bleep" - going to watch: UFO video or casablancajust got back from the gym. arms/back day. i'm up to 163.5 pounds. last summer i hit 170, then my membership ran out at the Y and i started at 24 hour fitness and its always packed (so my routine got interrupted)! i hate trying to get dumbbells or on machines when its wall to wall roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1110236223435027492005-03-07T17:43:00.000-05:002005-03-07T17:57:03.436-05:00you know what i find ridiculous; people thinking a language dying out is some kind of devistating travesty. ok, so i culled this topic by browsing yahoo's top stories. regardless, if it is an oppressive regime moving in and committing a form of culturcide, well i'm no big fan of that myself either. the form we seem to be encountering though is simply that people stop teaching/learning/using the roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1109827383195159372005-03-03T00:22:00.000-05:002005-03-03T00:23:03.196-05:00alakay, obviously the voice in this blog does not necessarily reflect the views of the consciousness that wrote it.:)roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1109751392071646992005-03-02T02:23:00.000-05:002005-03-02T03:16:32.076-05:00just got back from a workout (arms/back day). the kismet just got home and i was thinking about when *megan* helped me get this blog up and running (i had never even heard of blogs until hers) and i would read hers and the kismets in the morning before going to work and see if anyone had commented (it was always travis, kismet, megan, emily, and sometimes k.a.y.l.a.) and comment on theirs and i roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1109713171253383612005-03-01T16:35:00.000-05:002005-03-01T16:39:31.256-05:00i have felt like crying all morning/early afternoon and i am not sure why, but i am not good at crying. in fact, i am not very good at feeling period. oh, sure, i can be quite bombastic and generate tons of energy, but in almost every other way i seem to have a governor that wont let me feel past a certain point, and i have to slow down. i get to overwhelmed pretty easily, and get dejected fasterroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1109631327263391192005-02-28T15:35:00.000-05:002005-02-28T17:55:27.270-05:00i saw *megan* do this once and i really like the idea - the thing is, you write something about a person but dont say who it is and this frees you up to be more honest and courageous than you may otherwise be. perhaps it allows you to say something about them you would not normally say. chad and i recently made a list of our 20 favorite people, and these are the 20 people from my list. they are roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1109581568592155732005-02-28T03:45:00.000-05:002005-02-28T04:06:08.593-05:00way too tired to blog much now but i will write all about my trip to iowa starting tomorrow. unless i dont. but i INTEND to!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1108798615384985672005-02-19T02:30:00.000-05:002005-02-19T02:40:37.220-05:00god dammit! i am trying to watch the last matrix movie and my god damned DVD rom stopped an hour into it and wont go any further. it did the same thing with gandhi. what is it with esoteric cinema and DVD roms? i know, considering the quality of the last matrix film, it IS funny to bring the term esoteric into play. god that movie sucked.i have to get a filling on monday. thats not gonna be roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1108592115150019892005-02-16T17:13:00.000-05:002005-02-16T17:15:15.153-05:00sometimes it is just so hard being a human, and then sometimes it's so easy, but the thing i can never seem to remember is that when it is easy it is going to get hard again, and vice versa.speaking of getting hard again, i need a date.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1075963858287454892004-02-05T01:50:00.000-05:002004-02-05T01:53:16.543-05:00well i just bought r3t2.org, so i will be working on that instead of this, and that site will have a blog on it, plus book reviews, movie reviews, articles, essays, creative work, my on going haiku/travelogue idea...basically anything i feel like writing.
so when are you coming out here, emily anne?!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-1074221881907345542004-01-15T21:58:00.000-05:002004-01-15T21:59:53.500-05:00i'm not sure i should be doing this...i mean, what if i get sucked in again?
okay, just a few things: (interruption to read email that just came in. it was stuart writing "yayy!" cuz i got off work and can go to the denver show saturday)
1. dharma pop shit is blowing up! seriously, i would not be surprised if we needed full-time staff sometime in 2004 or 2005. i think we are gonna hire a roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-929758622003-04-21T06:42:00.000-04:002003-04-21T06:42:27.466-04:00with perfect equanimity, what is karma?roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-928877292003-04-19T10:14:00.000-04:002003-04-19T10:14:06.293-04:00for a very interesting view on the war in iraq, i.e.: what KEN WILBER thinks, go here:
http://wilber.shambhala.com/html/misc/iraq.pdf
among other points i found most true:
1. if you are against war under all circumstances you are most certainly green. as he says, you can lay down in front of nazi tanks, but they ain't stoppin'.
2. if you did not protest BOTH american aggression AND iraqi roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911984732003-03-22T18:13:00.000-05:002003-03-22T18:13:35.216-05:00i am now in blog limbo. i may be back in a while, i may not. don't know. sick of blogging. last entry:
anyone see the movie "bed of roses"? anyone know chekov's quote about the gun? something like, if a gun appears on the wall in act one, it better go off by act three. well they opened up a really important gun in lisa not knowing her birthday, then reinforcing it by bringing it up again. at theroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911982582003-03-22T18:07:00.000-05:002003-03-22T18:07:33.186-05:00day 4, 5, and 6 - truncated
after leaving ken's place we talk about integral fisting, then drop dana off at the airport, and then drop andrea off at the hotel, then drop ME off at the kismet's hotel. then kis, monica, and i go to noodles n stuff, or whatever the hell its called, and i finally taste pad thai...boy does that stuff suck. the udon noodles rockked much more. then del came in and roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911934862003-03-22T15:56:00.000-05:002003-03-22T15:56:16.546-05:00day 4, ken's loft
eventually we (i should have clarified that our group consisted of tripp, alex, dana, andrea, and i) find our way to denver and bob richards is pulling up beside us at the exact same moment. we wait for him and then head over to the tattered cover bookstore because we are 15 minutes early. after browsing a bit we head over to the loft, get buzzed in, take the elevator up, and roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911915552003-03-22T15:03:00.000-05:002003-03-22T15:05:11.000-05:00day 4, ken's loft
we pile into stuart's car around 11am and head into boulder to get some grub. eventually we end up at some place, the name of which i cannot remember, but it was in the town square deal boulder has. what i DO remember is on the way to the restaurant i saw a sign that said "cake-batter ice cream." cool flavor, eh?
at the restaurant alex tells us 2 stories about david lee roth.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911908082003-03-22T14:43:00.000-05:002003-03-22T14:43:15.546-05:00WARNING: WAR RANT
more iraq stuff from this morning (feel free to skip over this mush):
interviews with protestors in NYC:
Q: why are you protesting today?
A1: bush has got to go. he shouldnt even be president because of that illegal election. (yeah, gore wanted to recount ALL the ballots in florida. oh wait, he only wanted to recount the heavy democratic areas? how about that. support for roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-911893652003-03-22T14:05:00.000-05:002003-03-22T14:06:44.000-05:00stuart's concert - 2/23
so justin and i get back in the concert area an hour before the show and write in "sexy messiah" and "grace" on the setlist, he doesnt play either of course, and add all the monks to the guestlist. then we have to go out front and get kismet, link, and colin, cos they all under 21 and have to be in the merchandise area to get in. so all that done, justin and i set up shoproberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-909660052003-03-18T22:17:00.000-05:002003-03-18T22:17:27.436-05:00what's up y'all?
well i have been working on a song tonight, cant really tell ya anything about it cos its a secret (most of you prolly know what i mean as YOU may be working on YOURS too. this one is the original and not a cover though. shhh.) but it IS working pretty good so far and i should have it ready this week to pass into other hands for the music/vocal portion of our program. wish i roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-908328922003-03-16T22:17:00.000-05:002003-03-16T22:17:01.810-05:00okay, somehow internet explorer just started working again, and i'm not the shrewdest when it comes to tech junk so i will just assume it will work for another 6 months and not give me any problems...
shit, i havent finished blogging about the trip to boulder. okay, well lets just start with today. i gained a half pound! GO ME. fuck, i can SEE the difference but i'm not getting any weight for itroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-907625872003-03-15T09:46:00.000-05:002003-03-15T09:46:18.856-05:00*loves ~k~ and *m**
hey, the comments were back in english yesterday. wish me luck with i.explorer.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-907061332003-03-14T07:55:00.000-05:002003-03-14T07:55:44.496-05:00here's the deal: internet explorer has been goofy since sunday night and freezing up on me, so i have no internet access right now. i plan on unistalling/reinstalling it tomorrow. *hopes that works* i'm on someone else's computer, obviously. gotta jet.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-904200242003-03-09T17:33:00.000-05:002003-03-09T17:33:43.000-05:00pitt beat villanova in the game that i watched 56-54. shouldnt have been that close but it was (hope this doesnt hurt their RPI.) they finished 23-4 overall, and 13-3 in conference, which tied for the lead with syracuse. i guess that means they share the title.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-904199012003-03-09T17:30:00.000-05:002003-03-09T17:31:08.000-05:00sunday 2/23 - day 3, part 1 - boulder, CO
forgot (again) to tell you what i ate at horny toad. avocado, cucumber, sprouts, lettuce, and swiss on a kaiser roll. that shit was money...
sunday i get up early and go work out in the little gym they have. decent, enough to do lats, curls, leg raises, and bench press. then i go for a cool down walk, and believe me it was a fucking-icecold-down walk! roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-904063572003-03-09T12:09:00.000-05:002003-03-09T12:09:22.483-05:00the middle and end of day 2 - boulder, CO
i had better finish the trip cos i am starting to forget things. like after tripp played we are the ones, the intensity in the room was such that mark, almost bursting, says "aww c'mon, can't we CLAP for god's sake?!" and so everyone does, and the moratorium on clapping has passed.
*drinking oolong tea*
more presentations from artists:
christos playsroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-902190602003-03-05T23:43:00.000-05:002003-03-05T23:43:43.593-05:00online with stuart having a meeting but bugged out to jump back into the fray here.
so after stuart sang flower, dana did a monologue and then tripp played "we are the ones" with stuart and alex (producer, david lee roth among his credits) singing background vocals from their respective seats, which freaked me out cos i didnt know they were gonna. then later, these two guys from duluth, bob and roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-900822492003-03-03T20:24:00.000-05:002003-03-03T20:28:42.000-05:00day 2 of boulder trip- art conference day 1
kismet's mom, monica, had picked us up at the airport (and of course the kismet was there too) and drove us back to the ramada inn in boulder and didnt use her turn signal one stinking time! but she was doing me a huge favor so i only bugged her about it a lot intstead of pounding it into her skull that people who dont use their turnsignals weaving inroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-900010292003-03-02T10:56:00.000-05:002003-03-02T10:56:21.500-05:00yeah, baby! just got off the scale and i have gained 3 pounds since i started working out 4 weeks ago. i could feel it and see it, but its always good to see the numbers go up. 1 month down, 15 to go, until i am a GOD!
my chest is still practically concave though, so...roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-899865482003-03-02T01:03:00.000-05:002003-03-02T01:05:22.000-05:00day 1 - part 2
during the flight to milwaukee my sister's head starts to hurt, and then it turns into a migraine, and she starts crying hard. i havent ever had a migraine and dont know what it feels like but i felt like hell watching her cos there isnt ANYTHING you can do for that shit. eventually it lets up some, although it never seems to go away entirely. poor shell. AND CANT ANYTHING BE roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-899855272003-03-02T00:35:00.000-05:002003-03-02T00:35:49.936-05:00today really sucked, as much as a day could possibly suck in which one slept 10 hours of it. thats a lot a suck to cram into 14 hours, but by god i did it. but really, who cares about that...
day 1
last friday was almost a nightmare. i called my sister at 7:20 to see where she was (she was picking me up at 7:30, for our flight at 8:40) and when she answered i could tell that she just got up androberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-898035322003-02-26T18:59:00.000-05:002003-02-26T18:59:10.326-05:00holy shit do i have a lot to blog about! i will have to break it down by days. this is the truncated version; i am thinking about writing a fleshed out version too that will be done in a few weeks. now the synopsis:
day 1: the shortest distance between two points (pittsburgh-detroit-milwaukee-memphis-denver)
day 2: bob richards, presentations from amazing artists, dinner @ horny toad
day 3: roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-894001342003-02-19T20:03:00.000-05:002003-02-19T20:03:52.000-05:00HEY, i was right! i guessed 4! wow, usually i would consider that figure underwhelming but since i guessed it maybe that means i have superpowers. so anyway, i am just checking in to say thank you to my readership. ~the kismet~ is probably @ the amtrak station by now on her way to CO, as i will be friday morning...well, except i am going by plane and have to go through minneapolis. nice to meet roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-892522412003-02-17T13:36:00.000-05:002003-02-17T15:49:04.000-05:00well i had to dig out today. a foot of snow surrounding my car on the road, then i rewarded myself by going to dewalt's and getting a mocha brownie! i really only came here right now to let everyone (all 4 of you) know i am gonna build a site to publish some fiction, and prolly put some other things there too. i guess i couldve just said i am getting a website. actually, i have no idea how many roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-891969512003-02-16T14:27:00.000-05:002003-02-16T14:27:09.620-05:00just got off the phone with starr, who lives in boulder, and she is looking for two roommates. she's a zen practicioner, the house is non-smoking, the utilties are VERY reasonable compared to pgh; i think i can swing this! maybe i should sell my car. it would cut out $900/year in insurance, and $200/month for 31 more months in car payments. but i just put $600 into it in november and i dont thinkroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-891948002003-02-16T13:33:00.000-05:002003-02-16T13:33:24.356-05:00just got done running. jesus...i dont have to tell you what its like out there, you can look out your window, but let me tell you, it aint easy running in snow. the roads are covered, which doesnt allow for any traction, the sidewalk drifts are even higher, and the wind was the worst part...i had to cover my face with my gloves for a while it hurt so much. but if youre gonna run you dont look outroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-891910342003-02-16T11:51:00.000-05:002003-02-16T11:51:36.600-05:00hi emily!
*loves/misses emily*roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-891908702003-02-16T11:47:00.000-05:002003-02-16T11:47:03.560-05:00well blogger ate my post from earlier today apparently, and it was SO long too. not happy with blogger. actually thats not true; blogger is free and has published 99% of everything i have written so far. it would be extremely ungrateful of me to hold a grudge, dont you think? but now i will have to give a more brief account of things since i already wrote them once and dont feel like repeating roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-890695612003-02-13T22:18:00.000-05:002003-02-13T22:18:44.046-05:00okay, so technically i didnt eat the water or tea...roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-890692562003-02-13T22:12:00.000-05:002003-02-13T22:12:36.040-05:00doing monkwork right now.
*on a break, technically*
came home from work, ran & did crunches, getting buffed! i think they (the ubiquitous they) say you should notice a difference in three weeks, and really see results in 6. i am at the end of 2, and i must say i feel super-dooper-toasty about this. but i havent been getting up early enough to sit in the morning. well, i sit in my car for 15 roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-890011742003-02-12T19:09:00.000-05:002003-02-12T19:09:10.903-05:00man, i just looked @ the last 5 posts and my word count is suffering, huh?
yesterday it was 10:30pm and i hadnt worked out yet and i was all "shit, i MUST work out!" but i was so f***ing tired. but i did it anyway, and i went to bed right after and my whole body was tired, but not in a good way. sometimes its in a good way, often actually, but i didnt do any cooldown exercise and so i thought roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-889506362003-02-11T22:18:00.000-05:002003-02-11T22:18:37.760-05:00i think boncho wrote this:
piled for burning
the brushwood
begins to bud
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at some point, dormant forces come alive.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-888815542003-02-10T19:45:00.000-05:002003-02-10T19:45:35.253-05:00hey, my goddamned comments are back...but where is my goddamned counter?roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-888814922003-02-10T19:44:00.000-05:002003-02-10T19:44:27.190-05:00apparently the kismet fixed my goddamned comments! i guess they missed the bus and are late.
*is tired of waiting for the goddamned comments*
roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-888283522003-02-09T22:11:00.000-05:002003-02-09T22:11:00.653-05:00i fucked up my goddamned comments when i changed templates just messin' around. now i have no goddamned comments!
*doesnt have any goddamned comments*roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-888223002003-02-09T20:02:00.000-05:002003-02-09T20:40:34.000-05:00Fuck!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-888208722003-02-09T19:29:00.000-05:002003-02-09T20:01:58.000-05:00like kismet, my day has "gone to crap." pretty eloquent, the.
but i did do things. i have been sad all day. ALL FUCKING DAY! but i sat, then i ran and did crunches, then i got caught up on some punkmonk work, and stuart is calling me after he and del get done eating dinner @ some thai place *mmmm, thai* and so i will accomplish some more stuff there. and i just shaved my head :)
i know one ofroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-887697752003-02-08T16:27:00.000-05:002003-02-08T16:27:52.000-05:00okay, it was fricking freezing today while i was running. it wasnt the temperature but the windchill was kicking my assssssss! then i did crunches. tonight i will do another workout with weights. it makes one wonder why one ever stops, cause exercise rocks!
earlier today i did something that i cant blog about or it will give away 2 surprises, so i wont talk about it. *doesnt talk about it*
okay,roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-887030152003-02-07T08:12:00.000-05:002003-02-07T08:12:15.603-05:00so i am talking to the kismet last night and somehow the conversation comes to what i am good at.
"i'm good at writing critical papers on short stories, i'm good at...kisssing, i'm good at..."
"i find that hard to believe (laughs almost uncontrollably)."
"what?"
"that you're good at kissing."
"(indignant) what do you mean you find that hard to believe!"
"(still laughing)...who told you THIS"roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-885648932003-02-04T21:17:00.000-05:002003-02-04T22:01:54.000-05:00great line from the zen commandments:
"shit happens. thats a rough translation of the buddha's first noble truth."roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-885625792003-02-04T20:30:00.000-05:002003-02-04T20:30:15.400-05:00so i get home from work today and i told josh (mandy's brother; he's 14) i would help him with his project, which is basically the same thing mandy did except he killed off different types of sprouted seeds instead of tadpoles. so we're doin' the thing and his mom (my first crush/kiss @ the age of 5) hears him giving me the wrong data to type into the chart:
deena: no josh, that's not the right roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-884965022003-02-03T18:03:00.000-05:002003-02-03T18:04:16.000-05:00drinking green tea. mmmmm. *prefers oolong*
conference call with stuart and MC in 10 minutes. mat2 is overloaded and awash in stuff, burnt out, and i knew this would have to come sooner or later. i had the same thing happen to me in...hell...kismet, when was that? breathe in breathe out.
nothing much to write about today. work sucked. i love it when people tell you that you promised to finish roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-883812072003-02-01T11:41:00.000-05:002003-02-01T11:41:32.733-05:00holy shit, another space shuttle blew up. i remember i was in english class in 10th grade when the first one exploded and i didnt understand what had happened. this one was coming home though. jesus...
*go with grace to God*roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-883778522003-02-01T10:04:00.000-05:002003-02-01T10:04:07.233-05:00its gonna be 42 tomorrow and 54 on monday! joy joy joy! hopefully all this snow will melt away so i can get to my GODDAMN CAR IN THE MORNING. that was somewhat gratuitous, granted.
so on thursday, when i get home from work, i check my email and i see that we got a punkmonk from austria. how cool is that? so i call stuart, who is in eugene trying to find the club, and he's like "dude, write him roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-883506662003-01-31T18:06:00.000-05:002003-01-31T18:10:56.000-05:00ya ever have this experience: you like someone a lot but for whatever reason, you dont hook up with them, and you also care about them a lot too, and respect them to hell and back (see how its not just a surface attraction but subtle, esoteric, deep) and then you have to figure out how to be friends with them, but you dont feel just that. so whenever you, say, go to email them, you think "it roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-882366722003-01-29T19:26:00.000-05:002003-01-29T19:26:58.936-05:00you know, one thing i have always wanted to do is just say "fuck all this." in an i-am-not-gonna-play-this-game-by-the-rules-anymore
kind of way. i don't like the rules. *doesnt like the rules* i feel like breaking some of them. like maybe 1, 3, and 6. who's with me?roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-882353382003-01-29T18:59:00.000-05:002003-01-29T18:59:19.433-05:00shit! just got off the phone with marci and the pay scale at the one gig isnt what i need simply to survive! i mean, if i didnt need to eat i would be okay, but, ya know, eating is important for good health. i'm on a fucking roller coaster. i have no credibility. my plans change every single day. i have a third nipple.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-881999422003-01-29T00:23:00.000-05:002003-01-29T00:23:48.723-05:00holy balls! marci already has given me the numbers of 5 people looking for roommates at reasonable prices, AND the number of a lady who might be able to offer me a job. IN 2 DAYS! damn that girl be quick. sometimes shit rolls. hell, i might be LIVING in boulder by the time the art conference comes around. actually i was hoping to not do it until after *megan*s play but i might hafta, and that roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-880768132003-01-26T22:53:00.000-05:002003-01-26T22:53:08.323-05:00i obviously have no idea what i am doing right now.roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-880767232003-01-26T22:51:00.000-05:002003-01-26T22:51:00.040-05:00things are starting to move here. marci is on the case kids, scouting the greater boulder metropolitan area for a job and a roommate for moi. and she has already been looking for yoga chicks for me. marci is SO badass! and her answering machine is the funniest fucking thing i have heard since "oh my God, did we walk to sacramento?!" *m*
oh, and the blizzard kept on comin' all freaking day! i hadroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-880509302003-01-26T11:43:00.000-05:002003-01-26T11:43:08.720-05:00okay, not totally sure on the whole not going to naropa thing, but chad and i are definitely back in the mix. i started working on a song last night as a matter of fact (lyrics, chad wrote a progression on guitar) called placebo. i was writing in my head as i was falling asleep and i didnt bother to put it on paper. "i'll remember it and write it down tomorrow." ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! stupid brain! so, roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-880459992003-01-26T08:52:00.000-05:002003-01-26T08:52:16.083-05:00hey all! talked to chad for 3 1/2 hours last night. what could we talk about for SOOOOOOO long? well, this...
i am not going to naropa.
i am not going to graduate school, period.
chad and i are gonna dedicate ourselves to music again and will likely move to oregon this summer.
i already started reworking a couple of tunes we left hanging from 1996, "murder the bee" and "roaming in the goldfish"roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-878190142003-01-21T22:12:00.000-05:002003-01-21T22:12:41.003-05:00dudes, i am SO sorry that you had to read the eating a horse's ass post for so long but my internet connection was down for a week. turned out to be i. explorer. so catch up time (insert heinz joke here):
stu weekend 3 stuff:
*megan* quotes
"i wish 'I' lived in a barn in chicago"
"watch out for people with balls"
"i thought i got hat, but i got head"
*megan* is a quote factory. she just roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-873354642003-01-12T23:09:00.000-05:002003-01-12T23:09:42.750-05:00re: the "eating a horse's anus" post
kismet: you would eat a horse's ass for college?!?! (tuition)
travis: (emphatically) yeah!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-873141912003-01-12T14:18:00.000-05:002003-01-12T14:20:01.000-05:00i am reading this kick-ass book by robert fritz called "the path of least resistance" and came across this story involving reality:
there was a man who woke one day convinced he was a zombie. when he told his wife he was a zombie, she tried to talk him out of this outrageous position.
"you are not a zombie!" she said.
"i am a zombie," he answered.
"what makes you think you are a zombie?" sheroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-872711192003-01-11T13:32:00.000-05:002003-01-11T13:35:12.000-05:00RE: kismet's comment...i don't believe the fear factor folks are FORCED to eat horse anus, i think they CHOOSE to eat horse anus. actually i haven't ever seen fear factor...do people really eat horse anuses? i wouldn't be too terribly surprised, i mean there is prolly some horse anus in some of the meat products on the market right now...like hot dogs, sausage, bologna, pepperoni, etc. let's faceroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-872666052003-01-11T11:17:00.000-05:002003-01-11T11:17:47.633-05:00you ever drink a cup of tea, or say...eat from a plate...you know, some food, and you notice AFTER youve finished that there is some crud on your plate unrelated to the meal you just had, and it's waaaaaaaaaay too late to do anything about it except think "oh god, i just ate off a dirty plate. YUCK!!" well thats been my tea experience this morning...except i noticed it in the middle and didnt roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-871985142003-01-09T22:16:00.000-05:002003-01-09T22:16:18.310-05:00roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-871355372003-01-08T18:30:00.000-05:002003-01-08T18:30:06.093-05:00dude, we played this awesome game at work today called "spear toss". its totally un-pc. when you right click, an african tribal looking guy starts running and lifts his spear up over his head. then you click and hold and the spear angles up incrementally, and you release the mouse to throw it before you cross the line. the mechanics of playing are so primitive, but its SO addictive. my high scoreroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-869746962003-01-05T16:45:00.000-05:002003-01-05T16:45:22.463-05:00I CAN'T BELIEVE THE STEELERS WON! did anyone else watch that game? HOLY SHIT! 36-33. they were down 24-7 and looking real bad...i didnt think they had any chance, but i kept watching anyway. they just kept coming. tennessee next week. HOLY SHIT!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-869709802003-01-05T14:53:00.000-05:002003-01-05T14:53:27.633-05:00well it would seem that i am blowing any shot i have at getting into naropa for the summer session this year. the deadline isnt february 15th, but february 1st, AND more importantly, they DO require a manuscript of 30 pages while i thought they did not require a manuscript and have not focused on cultivating one of any consequence. so it looks as though i could be staying here in PA a while roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-869106692003-01-04T01:06:00.000-05:002003-01-04T01:06:14.723-05:00i am just waiting for my laundry to finish drying before i go to bed. our new dryer has this really loud buzz when its finished and i just know i will wake up when it buzzes if i go to bed now. plus i like to have all my maintainence work done on friday nights before i go to bed so the rest of the weekend is free. that means groceries purchased for the next week, laundry finished and put away, roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-869092742003-01-04T00:26:00.000-05:002003-01-04T00:26:39.163-05:00i dont normally do resolutions, but this year i determined not to talk as much at work, and i must say this has given me license to tell people to stop blabbering at me on and on and on...although they just dont seem to get it.
there are three people at work in particular that will walk up to me and just stand there waiting for me to acknowledge them, which gives them some kind of subtle roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-867873552003-01-01T10:45:00.000-05:002003-01-01T10:45:14.883-05:00welcome to 2003 everyone. i am looking forward to similar quantum leaps in consciousness, understanding, relationships, and contribution in the coming year as i experienced in 2002...and i think i am going to buy a guitar. any requests?roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-867692212002-12-31T20:22:00.000-05:002002-12-31T20:22:59.420-05:00i am SO drained. got home late last night from jazz's. we played some playstation games (soccer and some ATV game) and watched Goldmember. best line from the film (dr evil, after he rides his chair over to goldmember when goldie suggests something stupid) "how 'bout NO, ya crazy dutch bastard!" took me an hour to stop laughing at that one.
did i mention that this triumvirate of mythological roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-867162072002-12-30T18:22:00.000-05:002002-12-30T18:22:50.890-05:00i goin' to see my friend jazz now. havent seen him since i had lunch with him in lakeville, MN in september with megan and kismet and stuart and emily and justin, and i hadnt really talked to meg or kis much till then, or even that day at the chinese place. who knew they would become two of my favorite people in the whole world, two of the most tremendous people that i had ever even met in fact. roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-866770352002-12-29T20:24:00.000-05:002002-12-29T20:24:19.450-05:00The P-Bugs are your 2002 FF champions! the final score was 155-122. it got really close there for a bit at 120-118, and then we just shifted into turbo baby! i'm so proud of those little armadillo wannabe's. i can smell the cold hard cash already!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-866726622002-12-29T18:04:00.000-05:002002-12-29T18:04:22.680-05:00wow, this is exciting! all three late games are at halftime and The Potato Bugs! are winning 112-92. he has 6 guys still playing and i only have 2 left so he could still pull it out. will post back in a couple of hours to let y'all know if i won and pocketed $75 or lost and got the $25 second place prize. also there is the pride of avenging last year's championship humiliation in which i lost by roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-866472502002-12-28T23:40:00.000-05:002002-12-28T23:40:18.546-05:00Stu: The Weeekend II (continued)
sunday morning i get up around 9am (thought i was up first but kismet CLAIMS she was reading from 830) and go to jump in the shower which has ALMOST NO HOT WATER AT ALL!!!!!! jesus lord in heaven, where's the fucking hot water?! i dont mean to be cranky but i really gotta have the hot shower thing going if i only get 2 hours of sleep, ya know? dig it like dirt! roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-866447072002-12-28T22:11:00.000-05:002002-12-28T22:11:24.086-05:00yeah, i know...i never did day 2 or 3 of Stu: The Weeekend II yet. patience dear readers.
today was quite a monumental day; i was at the mall for 3 hours and didnt want to kill myself. ya see, my folks got me 2 shirts that looked more like dresses (i guess they forgot i am not 6' 7") and so i had to return them and get things i can actually wear. so first we go to kaufmann's to return a ralph roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-865275852002-12-25T18:38:00.000-05:002002-12-25T21:25:46.000-05:00Stu: The Weekend II (continued)
then we go get dinner and meg and kis have already talked about the waitress and rolls and crayons. so chad says something like "rob sure is doing a lot for you" to stuart and i say that i don't really think i am *is being sincere* and they are all "this false modesty is just more ego is disguise" which it isn't cos it doesnt seem like i am doing much. it really roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-865256242002-12-25T17:23:00.000-05:002002-12-25T17:23:30.076-05:00Stu: The Weekend II (continued)
...and as chad and i are making our way into the mid-west chad is talking about a friend of his who is a minister and happens to be gay and sometimes talks about how to be a gay christian: "first, stick your dick in a man's ass. okay, that's the gay part. now to be a christian..." as megan would say "chad cracks me up". actually i might have said it. either way, roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-865208382002-12-25T14:16:00.000-05:002002-12-25T14:26:52.000-05:00Stu: The Weekend II
chad and i left my house around 6am saturday morning. first we stopped off at a 7/11 to get me a frappacino so i could wake up a bit, and also to get quarters for a toll gate 15 miles away. but its one of those toll gates that has no manual way of paying so if you dont have change you cant go through. WHATS UP WIT DAT SHIT? seriously, does that make any sense. cant they just roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-862510732002-12-18T22:13:00.000-05:002002-12-18T22:22:09.000-05:00just got back from the two towers. will blog piecemeal pro and con to make it easier. remember, first impressions:
totally badd-ass!:
the opening sequence with gandalf and the balrog. INCREDIBLE! could not have opened part 2 any better.
saruman's army of orcs marching to helm's deep.
smeagol is really funny
the ents all by themselves
the ents marching to isengard and trashing the place, roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-861474762002-12-16T22:52:00.000-05:002002-12-16T22:52:54.146-05:00anyone ever read the bridges of madison county? i got 60 pages into it and came to the point where i was going to skewer myself with a carving knife, or throw the book in the garbage. i chose the latter option. that book sucked worse than almost any book i ever tried to read. it was almost as bad as the prophet.
just kidding sparrow. chill down! so i started to blog too late and i need to sleep roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-861071362002-12-16T08:08:00.000-05:002002-12-16T08:08:41.706-05:00here are some books on the previously mentioned list with author and date finished:
1. thunder and lightning - natalie goldberg 1-9-02
3. long quiet highway - natalie goldberg 1-14-02
6. a heart-breaking work of staggering genius - dave eggers 1-27-02
7. there's a spiritual solution to every problem - wayne dyer 2-1-02
10. a theory of everything - ken wilber 4-7-02
11. the eye of spirit - ken roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-860343852002-12-15T12:14:00.000-05:002002-12-15T12:14:08.010-05:00well i just finished the 37th book of the year last night "you have to say something" by dainin katagiri. i am soooooo disappointed in myself because i wanted to read 52 books this year and unless i finish 15 more in the next 16 days, and let's be honest that possibility looks unlikely, then i will fall short of that goal. i will list some of the books in the next post. 7 are by ken wilber, 4 by roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-860054242002-12-14T17:25:00.000-05:002002-12-14T17:25:11.956-05:00had an extended snowball battle with josh after my run today. i was walking (cooldown walk) and almost home and i saw him clearing snow off of his mother's car. so i yell "it's on buddy. in ten seconds you'll be wearing a size 8 iceball on your back" or something like that, and he immediately reaches down for some snow and starts spewing profanities and vulgarities like chris rock (he's 14 by theroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-859936022002-12-14T11:11:00.000-05:002002-12-14T11:11:54.666-05:00you know, i was about to run and then sit, and i am here listening to the silver cd, and just realized that it is better than seargent pepper, chocolate, and kissing COMBINED!
okay, maybe not kissing...maybe... oh hell, i went overboard on the kissing thing and now i cant think of the third part of the triumvirate that the silver cd is better than. okay, how about airplanes. no, thats stupid. roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-859685712002-12-13T18:51:00.000-05:002002-12-13T18:51:16.183-05:00okay, everyone here has played the basketball game "horse" right? well if you haven't it goes like this: you take a shot and if you make it the person after you has to make the exact same shot or he/she gets an H. then an O. then R-S-E. first one to get HORSE loses. these shots usually are quite unconventional. like blindfolded, behind your head, OFF your head, from ridiculous lengths, etc.
roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-858689532002-12-11T20:48:00.000-05:002002-12-11T20:48:24.440-05:00right now i am reading the last temptation of christ. i could blog, or keep reading about this christ fellow.
i have decided to keep reading about this christ fellowroberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-857577892002-12-09T20:51:00.000-05:002002-12-09T20:51:25.530-05:00i just got off the phone with my friend rick. the last time i saw him was at a stuart show back in july.
rick is a lawyer, and i met him when he owned a pizza shop (he hired me back in july of 1991). he really made tremendous food, in fact his sandwich "the billy-bub" was the finest hot sandwich across these united states. i would back the bub with cash! now i wouldnt eat it, i mean its got roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-857063322002-12-08T22:01:00.000-05:002002-12-08T22:01:04.873-05:00did you ever think "i should never say another word" because you simply dissolve whatever it is you are talking about when you mention it. as soon as you say "reality is..." you might as well shut the f-bomb up because you just contradicted yourself. speech is so ridiculous sometimes. and unfortunately, or fortunately, i dont have anything much to say tonight except that i could have used the roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-855766522002-12-05T23:55:00.000-05:002002-12-06T04:08:16.000-05:00hey now. today was a day unlike most days in that i consumed holy ash...and that has never happened to me. well, unless we wanna get into the whole "there is only one subject" deal, but let's be dualistic for now.
so i go to this new age bookstore that is owned by a local music critic, and i am introducing him to stu's music (dropped off RadSpirit so he could read infinity hymn). i printed some roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-854652892002-12-03T23:49:00.000-05:002002-12-03T23:49:34.110-05:00tired...but one more blog for kismet. the second of four haikus i have written:
the caterpillar
crossing over broadhead road
will never make it
good night, little buddy!roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-854543362002-12-03T19:52:00.000-05:002002-12-03T23:00:02.000-05:00okay, so i am talking to chris at work about God today, and he is a non-denominational Christian (chris, not God), and most of what we believe about God, the Absolute, IS, consciousness, etc. (however you wanna categorize and linguistically label "that which IS") overlaps.
God is All, God is Love, the manifest universe is God's creative desire to express GodSelf/Love, etc.
here's the main roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-854041252002-12-02T19:37:00.000-05:002002-12-02T19:41:38.000-05:00MY FANTASY FOOTBALL TEAM IS KICKING ASSS!!! tomorrow the latest win will be offical and The Waltzing Maggots will go to 11-2 and clinch the best record in the league for the year, with one game (read: win) left in the regular season. eight teams make the playoffs, and the last three weeks of the NFL season count as our playoffs.
how did i do so well this year you may ask? simple mathematics androberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3952023.post-853571722002-12-01T22:10:00.000-05:002002-12-01T22:10:08.036-05:00hullo. this isn't rob, it's megan, but blogger's being stupid, and i'm trying to fix it so you can all see his site again. but i need to post and publish something new. so hi everyone! stop reading this! read what rob has to say, it's way more interesting! ^_^roberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05048262053525208817noreply@blogger.com0