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Here is the link. &lt;a href="http://www.cultivatewines.com/cause/4810/"&gt;http://www.cultivatewines.com/cause/4810/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5187235521972060400?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5187235521972060400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5187235521972060400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/02/need-your-help.html' title='Need Your Help!'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7194586822953226937</id><published>2012-02-01T11:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:53:13.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is pretty awesome - 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Smart. Likes to be the centre of attention. Very organized. High appeal to opposite sex. Likes to have the last word. Good to find, but hard to keep. Passionate, wonderful lovers. Fun to be around. Too trusting at times and gets hurt easily. VERY caring. They always try to do the right thing and sometimes get the short end of the stick. They sometimes get used by others and get hurt because of their trusting. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good sense of humour!!! Thoughtful. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. Good friend to others but needs to be choosy on who they allow their friends to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES - The Aggressive (March 21 to April 19) &lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny... Excellent kisser. EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, and family is very important to an Aries. Aries are known for being generous and giving. Addictive. Loud. Always has the need to be 'Right'. Aries will argue to prove their point for hours and hours. Aries are some of the most wonderful people in the world. 16 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Tramp (April 20 to May 20) &lt;br /&gt;Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight. Fight for what they want. Can be annoying at times, but for the love of attention. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. They can be self-centred and if they want something they will do anything to get it. They love to sleep and can be lazy. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth! 15 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Twin (May 21 to June 20) &lt;br /&gt;Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners. Very good at confusing people. Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Geminis will not take any crap from anyone. Geminis like to tell people what they should do and get offended easily. They are great at losing things and are forgetful. Geminis can be very sarcastic and childish at times and are very nosey. Trustworthy. Always happy. VERY Loud. Talkative. Outgoing. VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Beauty (June 21 to July 22) &lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. A Cancer's love is one of a kind... Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative person, most are artists and insane, respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An ultimate freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most Cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compare. Spontaneous. Not a fighter, but will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to! 12 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Lion (July 23 to August 22) &lt;br /&gt;Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Usually happy but when unhappy tend to be grouchy and childish. A Leo's problem becomes everyone's problem. Most Leos are very predictable and tend to be monotonous. Knows how to have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Very predictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO - The One that Waits (August 23 to September 22) &lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. A pushover. Loves to gamble and take chances. Needs to have the last say in everything. They think they know everything and usually do. Respectful to others but you will quickly lose their respect if you do something untrustworthy towards them and never regain respect. They do not forgive and never forget. The one and only. 7 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Lame One (September 23 to October 22) &lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Their love is one of a kind. Silly, funny and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! However, not the kind of person you want to mess with... you might end up crying. Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. Faithful friends to the end. Can hold a grudge for years. Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. Very creative. A hopeless romantic. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Addict (October 23 to November 21) &lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable. Loves to joke. Very good sense of humour. Will try almost anything once. Loves to be pampered. Energetic. Predictable. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Attractive. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Loves to party but at times to the extreme. Loves the smell and feel of money and is good at making it but just as good at spending it! Very protective over loved ones. HARD workers. Can be a good friend but if is disrespected by a friend, the friendship will end. Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad &lt;br /&gt;Luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One (November 22 to December 21) &lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time. Loses patience easily and will not take crap. If in a bad mood stay FAR away. Gets offended easily and remembers the offence forever. Loves deeply but at times will not show it, feels it is a sign of weakness. Has many fears but will not show it. VERY private person. Defends loved ones with all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying. 4 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover (December 22 to January 19) &lt;br /&gt;Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Grouchy at times and annoying to some.  Lazy and love to take it easy, but when they find a job or something they like to do they put their all into it. Proud, understanding and sweet. Irresistible. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Cool. Loves to win against other signs in sports, especially Gemini's. Likes to cook but would rather go out &lt;br /&gt;To eat at good restaurants. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - Does It in the Water (January 20 to February 18) &lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in long-term relationships. Tries hard. Will take on any project. Proud of themselves in whatever they do. Messy and unorganized. Procrastinators. Great lovers, when they're not sleeping. Extreme thinkers. Loves their pets usually more than their family. Can be VERY irritating to others when they try to explain or tell a story. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a fighter, but will knock your lights out. 2 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4141629248478979889?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4141629248478979889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4141629248478979889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/pisceshoroscopes.html' title='Pisces....Horoscopes....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8104386838789448633</id><published>2012-01-26T21:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:03:15.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel...</title><content type='html'>..the burn...so today was a true excercise in masochism....Exhausted after work yet pushed it extra hard at the gym....and now I hurt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New song and my new ringtone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NJ4qVeLMybo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8104386838789448633?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8104386838789448633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8104386838789448633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/feel.html' title='Feel...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NJ4qVeLMybo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-700019416468441333</id><published>2012-01-26T08:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:46:11.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, the rumor mill, grinding away at my nerves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-700019416468441333?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/700019416468441333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/700019416468441333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/ah-rumor-mill-grinding-away-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6323679670318706004</id><published>2012-01-26T06:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T06:58:27.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two...</title><content type='html'>Two used to be my favorite number. I liked two but I think it's cursed. In two years, I've lost the two things that meant the most to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a new number....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6323679670318706004?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6323679670318706004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6323679670318706004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/two.html' title='Two...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5320418475578449750</id><published>2012-01-25T22:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:14:15.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unamusing Amusment Park...</title><content type='html'>The roller coaster picked me up again this evening. I've been told it's part of the healing process but for goodness sake, I'm ready to be healed!! Oh heal me, Big Cheese, heal me! I have little patience with myself sometimes. I know I need to go through all of this but it's tiresome. I'm not particularly good with emotions, generally and these strong ones are just irksome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've made another new friend and some good decisions. I'm looking forward to starting boxing lessons - no, there will NOT be a YouTube channel for this, even though it was requested. I can only imagine the hilarity as I wind up on my butt repeatedly....I also want to start taking violin lessons again as I've talked about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anniversary of &lt;a href="http://www.yellek.net/AbsRIP.jpg"&gt;Abby's death&lt;/a&gt; is coming up...I'm not sure how that's going to go given my current state, but again, what doesn't kill us makes us...crazier? LOL if that's even possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another day draws to a close and I'm still here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day, an old one but it's been in my head alllll day long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g2gy1Evb1Kg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5320418475578449750?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5320418475578449750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5320418475578449750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/unamusing-amusment-park.html' title='Unamusing Amusment Park...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/g2gy1Evb1Kg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4443593749596376918</id><published>2012-01-25T18:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T18:25:48.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lesson learned today - it is difficult to walk with three jars of mustard in your pocket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4443593749596376918?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4443593749596376918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4443593749596376918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/lesson-learned-today-it-is-difficult-to.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6720714118031469832</id><published>2012-01-24T08:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:32:27.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Disappointment is taking your first sip of coffee only to discover that they've used sweet n' low instead of sugar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6720714118031469832?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6720714118031469832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6720714118031469832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/disappointment-is-taking-your-first-sip.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3176289819498353729</id><published>2012-01-22T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T11:16:21.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye...</title><content type='html'>Since everything is in upheaval as it stands, and you know I cannot just let it all be and heal. I've got to poke the wounds with a salted stick. I probably need a support group or something or intervention but I am working to give up my biggest addiction. I think it is time and while my heart is in a million pieces, I figure another break won't cause much more in the way of hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing well and I would like this to continue. I need to shed some of this virtual for a bit more real. :-) I've made steps in the right direction and want to keep going! Need to get out of my comfort zone a little more. I keep pushing the boundaries and venturing further and further away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will be able to spread my wings....And then, I shall defy gravity! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6dBW4pViRTU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3176289819498353729?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3176289819498353729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3176289819498353729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6dBW4pViRTU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5117908134672148408</id><published>2012-01-21T16:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:42:16.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunch and Snowball Fights</title><content type='html'>There is no better way to recover from a snowball fight than a hot, candle lit bath - yes, I do have my girly moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as I might, I could not shake the chill upon my return home, until I drew a steaming bath, tamped my earphones firmly into my ears and slid in....The warm, scented water, swelling around my body as I eased myself down. Enveloped and engulfed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself over completely, body and soul...letting the water lap at my skin, while the music filled my head. Warmth caressed me, my toes, my calves, making its way to my thighs, I sunk lower, letting all but my head submerge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat penetrated, my muscles melting in response, slipping me into almost a trance like state. I stayed motionless, my mind drifting along unexplored planes, letting myself get carried to and fro, as if waves were gently pushing my thoughts along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the water began to cool, I forced myself up, a soft fluffy towel awaiting me. My hair once pinned neatly atop my head, cascaded down around my shoulders reminding me that I should get a hair cut soon, at least before the fund raiser next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dried and revelled in my state, warmed and relaxed and content....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5117908134672148408?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5117908134672148408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5117908134672148408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/brunch-and-snowball-fights.html' title='Brunch and Snowball Fights'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-491609940408561318</id><published>2012-01-21T10:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T10:09:16.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to frolic in this winter wonderland! :-) Snow has never been quite as beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-491609940408561318?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/491609940408561318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/491609940408561318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/off-to-frolic-in-this-winter-wonderland.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5901633803071459758</id><published>2012-01-20T23:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T23:54:25.012-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:-) :-)  :-)</title><content type='html'>I awoke this morning to a crisp winter day, full of promise. There was a smile on my face and a song in my heart (though it made it's way to my lips) as I climbed out of bed. I slipped from between the covers and into a hot, joyful shower...Put curlers on my head and dressed, my favorite purple cardigan and sparkly tank top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I removed the ring from my finger, the one I wore for the last two years and tucked it away in my jewelry box, forever. My fingers found their way to a pretty silver charm necklace and clasped it around my neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cup of hot coffee kept me company and I sang the whole way to the office where even the most demanding clients couldn't break my spirit. At noon, I frolicked in the snow, singing along to the radio as I cleaned my car free from snow, laughing as I skated around my black beauty, whisking away the fluffy flakes that had accumulated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my new friend for lunch - we had sushi, and discovered we were the only two people in Chicago unaware that there was a winter snow storm approaching. We lingered too long, basking the company of a kindred spirit. We talked of everything and nothing. I forgot how nice it was to have a new friend. So much to discover. We hugged our goodbyes and I dashed off to an afternoon of meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I left work, around four fifteen, the snow had amassed in great quantities. Mini mountains everywhere. My commute turned into three hours in first gear - and yet still, this amazing mood lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in my parking lot to find they hadn't plowed and my neighbors car was half in my space. Mild irritation began to infiltrate, until my neighbor came over to my window - he had grabbed a shovel from the building closet and he began to shovel my parking space. We talked awhile and he went and got my other neighbor to move his car so I could park more easily.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood in the winter night, talking with angels, halos of snow dancing around their heads. I marveled at the wonders of the day, the kindness, the joy, even the snow. And now I head to bed, perchance to dream, the song in my heart and the smile on my lips - ending the day as it began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5901633803071459758?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5901633803071459758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5901633803071459758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=':-) :-)  :-)'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4379763424289600608</id><published>2012-01-20T09:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:56:36.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delay of game! &lt;a href="http://ping.fm/hf1gk"&gt;http://ping.fm/hf1gk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4379763424289600608?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4379763424289600608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4379763424289600608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/delay-of-game-httpping.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3269458343938857343</id><published>2012-01-20T07:50:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T08:45:52.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures Ahoy!</title><content type='html'>It may be bitterly cold, but I awoke smiling and singing - looking forward to the day. I may not always understand whats going on but this is a good life and there are adventures ahead - I feel them, they're alive and closer than I imagined!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZhQOvvV45w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZhQOvvV45w?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="315" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3269458343938857343?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3269458343938857343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3269458343938857343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-may-be-cold-but-i-awoke-smiling.html' title='Adventures Ahoy!'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8239739445260919302</id><published>2012-01-19T21:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:18:54.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement....</title><content type='html'>I've been invited to a soiree next month, one of my clients has asked me to be his guest at their annual fundraiser. I am excited! I need to buy something new to wear - yay, shopping! I'm thinking something with sparkles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to this - I guess there's to be a big band playing, dancing and cocktails. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little nervous but I can't wait for the view, I hear it's supposed to be pretty fantastic, a view of the lake...I can imagine looking out into the crisp winter night, stars in the skies, the lights of the city shining brightly....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8239739445260919302?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8239739445260919302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8239739445260919302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/excitement.html' title='Excitement....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1918409955896377874</id><published>2012-01-19T19:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T20:13:51.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Will Be Ok...</title><content type='html'>I had orginally titled this something different....But in thinking about it, I think what it comes down to is that it will be ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an interesting conversation about guilt. I feel guilty for so many things, things beyond my control, things that I have nothing to do with - I always have, since being a child. I remember being a kid and feeling guilt and despair for griefs in the world - war, famine, abuses. But I cannot feel guilty for the rays of sunshine that I grab a hold of amidst this storm in my head and in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there are these moments, where I find myself in certain company, enjoying humor and laughter and that's when I realize the joys of life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy these moments of unbridled hilarity. I cannot feel guilty for finding pure joy, a genuine smile - from ear to ear, stomach aching laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments, the ones that get me through, and they are more and more frequent, thanks to all those to stepped in and stepped up...Like old times, in someways, new shapes, new stories, but still old times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some cliches and quotes that seem so fitting these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What doesn't kill us makes us stronger...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everything happens for a reason...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you love something, set it free...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I need not a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's the friends you can call up at 3 a.m. that matter....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There can be no deep disappointment where there is not deep love....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interested to see what happens next....I'll say this, this lifetime never ceases to surprise me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1918409955896377874?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1918409955896377874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1918409955896377874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/guilt-and-hilarity.html' title='It Will Be Ok...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7431457791393216408</id><published>2012-01-19T16:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:18:35.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frustration makes me mean. Really struggled today with having to talk to the terminally stupid....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7431457791393216408?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7431457791393216408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7431457791393216408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/frustration-makes-me-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2935177530903719218</id><published>2012-01-19T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:51:17.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Script - Breakeven</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MzCLLHscMOw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2935177530903719218?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2935177530903719218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2935177530903719218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/script-breakeven.html' title='The Script - Breakeven'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MzCLLHscMOw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8534850407791698031</id><published>2012-01-19T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T13:54:19.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I know, I must sound like a broken record. But I am broken, just not a record… Noticing fascinating things....the grief makes me feel and say all sorts of things, very reactionary - which isn't usually my way. This is the part of the grieving process that I don't care for - aside from the pain. LOL. I get all sorts of insane notions about love, about myself, about my feelings, about - well - everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish the roller coaster would land and let me off for a bit.....I'd like to get my bearings. Find some solid ground after having the rug pulled out from under me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to take the advice I've been given and some of it seems to help a little, others seem trite and ineffective...but I'll keep trying, that's all I can do, I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hitting the gym a few times a week when I don't have this nasty cough. I've made a new friend - one of my clients, actually. She's going through a rocky time too. I've made plans to visit a few friends across the country this year, having something to look forward to really helps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other stuff is all a matter of trial and error….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Snowy that I was having difficulties with my filter - so forgive some of these posts that sound unreasonable. She says our friendship is filterless but it's more than what I've said to her. My previous post - born from pain and hurt. Sometimes I say things before I think them through, just simply because I'm feeling it at the moment. But many of these feelings are fleeting or mutable, changing as my grief changes and morphs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty for my feelings. I feel like I shouldn't feel these things, like I should just take it all in stride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate death. I feel so helpless when something, someone dies….Something that I loved. Something I felt with all of my being. And there is simply nothing I can do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the idea that people I trusted, people who were my friends could be so hurtful. That really bothers me. *sigh* I've been recently told that my naiveté is both my blessing and my curse. I trust too easily, too readily - believing in the innate goodness of people….But I suppose every lesson has to be learned somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, I promise, I will post about something other than this. Bear with me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8534850407791698031?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8534850407791698031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8534850407791698031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3215496254607098589</id><published>2012-01-18T06:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T06:47:03.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Part...</title><content type='html'>I think what the hardest part in most of this is, is coming to terms with not having been loved. I think it impossible to walk away from real love so easily, so what it means is coming to terms with the reality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you be in love when the other party is not? Is that possible? Is it really love? I've always thought true love was always reciprocated. Which is really painful to think about - having spent all this time, energy and emotion only to discover it was a one way street. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were so easy for me. I wish I could just simply walk away. Well, parts of me do....the other parts scream and rail and say be glad you loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe thinking you were loved might be better, at least for awhile. I think maybe I think too much. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3215496254607098589?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3215496254607098589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3215496254607098589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/hardest-part.html' title='The Hardest Part...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6509137900413671165</id><published>2012-01-17T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:24:00.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought...</title><content type='html'>Again, maybe this is something that others have considered, however, something this just occurred to me and I should be ever so thankful for this. The only way to have great loss, is to have had great love. And over my lifetime I have lost some of my most beloved but what it means is that I have experienced such breathtaking, overwhelming love - only losses like these could cause so much grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people in this world who never love anything or anyone with all of who they are, so unconditionally, so wholly and that is a greater tragedy than to have never had the experience at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6509137900413671165?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6509137900413671165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6509137900413671165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/thought.html' title='A thought...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8963948716062678517</id><published>2012-01-17T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:16:00.224-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Loss and Enlightenment....</title><content type='html'>Coping with loss of any sort is taxing, needless to say. But I have found comfort and solace on the road to healing. There were some actions fueled by my grief that initially surprised me - a desire to move on quickly and avoid the grieving process entirely. Thankfully, they for the most part failed because my conscience and sense of what is right wouldn't let me follow through with anything I would have regretted, ultimately. And for my friends and family, who reminded me to be true to myself, and not let grief take me down an unfortunate road. I have my integrity in tact and for that, I am ever so thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the initial storm passed, I have come to embrace the grieving process, once again. I look at this like a death, much of the emotions are similar to those I experienced with the loss of Abby. The person I loved is now gone forever and I must go through all those things once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of this, I have learned quite a bit about people. I have learned to trust less and apply logic more. I had been ever so naive, so trusting, so willing to believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned some lessons that I trust will stay with me forever - good, bad, ugly - but all useful, I suppose. I have learned the meaning of true friendship and I have learned that people I thought were friends could take delight in my pain and manipulate it for their own purposes and I have learned what it is to have no respect for those who did so. I have learned a new level of heartache and I have learned what it is to be betrayed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say that I am happy to have learned many of these lessons in this way (the world is not often gentle) but I am looking at them as weapons, of sorts. Arming myself to ensure that I get to know someones true nature before trusting them with information or my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I know what has been said/repeated and to whom and it confirmed various falsehoods perpetuated by people I had begun to suspect to be untrustworthy. It may have been manipulative of me, and of this I am not proud, but it needed to be done for my peace of mind. I needed to know whom I could trust implicitly.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to know that I am stronger than I thought, kinder than I needed to be and have remained myself. There may have been a loss of innocence on some levels but I can still find love and forgiveness - including some for myself. That is something I vow to never lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that you can find comfort in places you never expected, which gives me hope that outweighs the despair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of this probably sounds silly, like things that people learn early in life - I don't know if I have been cursed or fortunate to have lived my life without such lessons prior to all this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all said, thank you to my friends and family, my network of support. Your love and kindness have gone above and beyond and I cannot thank you enough. You tell me no thanks are necessary but I believe that they are. You know who you are and you deserve no less than my appreciation, my devotion and my love. You are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8963948716062678517?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8963948716062678517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8963948716062678517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-loss-and-enlightenment.html' title='My Loss and Enlightenment....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2605978491277557624</id><published>2012-01-17T18:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:00:02.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Virus</title><content type='html'>FFS VIRUS ALERT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it seems I got a virus that had gone woefully undetected. I am unsure of the extent of the damage done and I must apologize if any of you were affected. I have taken appropriate steps to ensure this shall not happen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do a thorough scan and accept my sincerest apologies again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2605978491277557624?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2605978491277557624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2605978491277557624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/virus.html' title='Virus'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5485754246844549866</id><published>2012-01-17T14:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T14:09:59.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>Welcome to a new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5485754246844549866?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5485754246844549866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5485754246844549866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-295637501306947280</id><published>2010-08-26T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T00:04:00.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6....</title><content type='html'>To One in Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou wast all that to me, love,&lt;br /&gt;For which my soul did pine-&lt;br /&gt;A green isle in the sea, love,&lt;br /&gt;A fountain and a shrine,&lt;br /&gt;All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,&lt;br /&gt;And all the flowers were mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, dream too bright to last!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise&lt;br /&gt;But to be overcast!&lt;br /&gt;A voice from out the Future cries,&lt;br /&gt;"On! on!"- but o'er the Past&lt;br /&gt;(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies&lt;br /&gt;Mute, motionless, aghast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, alas! alas! me&lt;br /&gt;The light of Life is o'er!&lt;br /&gt;"No more- no more- no more-"&lt;br /&gt;(Such language holds the solemn sea&lt;br /&gt;To the sands upon the shore)&lt;br /&gt;Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree&lt;br /&gt;Or the stricken eagle soar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all my days are trances,&lt;br /&gt;And all my nightly dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are where thy grey eye glances,&lt;br /&gt;And where thy footstep gleams-&lt;br /&gt;In what ethereal dances,&lt;br /&gt;By what eternal streams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Poe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-295637501306947280?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/295637501306947280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/295637501306947280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/6.html' title='6....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4771321815460856079</id><published>2010-08-11T09:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T09:08:41.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback</title><content type='html'>Found this gem during my morning surf....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6myNbk15sMs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6myNbk15sMs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4771321815460856079?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4771321815460856079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4771321815460856079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/flashback.html' title='Flashback'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6957580340514797106</id><published>2010-07-26T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:40:05.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months</title><content type='html'>I still grieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the memories get lost along the way? That's all I have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6957580340514797106?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6957580340514797106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6957580340514797106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-months.html' title='5 Months'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5496782652181024064</id><published>2010-06-26T03:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T03:32:52.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months...</title><content type='html'>Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night.  I miss you like hell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Edna St Vincent Millay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5496782652181024064?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5496782652181024064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5496782652181024064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-months.html' title='4 Months...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-80154077312547830</id><published>2010-05-26T19:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:59:00.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" style="width:450px; height:366px;" data="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3tXyV-X9TM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j3tXyV-X9TM" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 0.8em"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tools4noobs.com/online_tools/youtube_xhtml/"&gt;Get your own valid XHTML YouTube embed code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-80154077312547830?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/80154077312547830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/80154077312547830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-you.html' title='Missing you...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1576955146979484746</id><published>2010-04-26T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:01:00.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/S7y2tCM_ydI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XXJ_e6ifltE/s1600/SmallAbby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/S7y2tCM_ydI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XXJ_e6ifltE/s200/SmallAbby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457437733267950034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can shed tears that she is gone,&lt;br /&gt;or you can smile because she has lived.&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,&lt;br /&gt;or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,&lt;br /&gt;or you can be full of the love you shared.&lt;br /&gt;You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You can remember her only that she is gone,&lt;br /&gt;or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.&lt;br /&gt;You can cry and close your mind,&lt;br /&gt;be empty and turn your back.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can do what she'd want:&lt;br /&gt;smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”&lt;br /&gt;~David Harkins~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1576955146979484746?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1576955146979484746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1576955146979484746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/04/poem.html' title='A poem...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/S7y2tCM_ydI/AAAAAAAAAQU/XXJ_e6ifltE/s72-c/SmallAbby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-597804601569074488</id><published>2010-03-17T00:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:43:21.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She goes on....</title><content type='html'>In her soft wind I will whisper,&lt;br /&gt;In her warm sun I will glisten,&lt;br /&gt;'til we see her once again,&lt;br /&gt;In a world without end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yellek.net/BelovedAbby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.yellek.net/BelovedAbby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Abby&lt;br&gt;11/23/99 - 2/26/2010&lt;br&gt;I miss you so much. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBmGFuhwWPU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBmGFuhwWPU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-597804601569074488?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/597804601569074488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/597804601569074488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='She goes on....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5994138389932349118</id><published>2010-01-26T12:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:09:40.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pull the trigger....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQ2nCGawrSY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQ2nCGawrSY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5994138389932349118?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5994138389932349118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5994138389932349118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/pull-trigger.html' title='Pull the trigger....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4564747348030099957</id><published>2010-01-18T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:45:09.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BS, yeah, that's who...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVA-xTBeHyM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yVA-xTBeHyM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5214452445560677553</id><published>2009-12-09T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:39:06.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm....</title><content type='html'>I cannot be objective about bacon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5214452445560677553?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5214452445560677553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5214452445560677553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/mmmm.html' title='Mmmm....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1363324233813920051</id><published>2009-12-08T16:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:09:20.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting...</title><content type='html'>For the sake of posting. Well not really. We're under a severe weather advisory tonight. I cannot believe the weather that is going to be hitting us very soon. I've been pretending that it is not December and that winter is not upon us. Sigh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://cs80.clearspring.com/o/4921d10bffcddf07/4b1eda212ce947f1/49343320d7406c2a/adf51188/-cpid/33c0aaff64cfa4df" id="W4921d10bffcddf074b1eda212ce947f1" width="304" height="254"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://cs80.clearspring.com/o/4921d10bffcddf07/4b1eda212ce947f1/49343320d7406c2a/adf51188/-cpid/33c0aaff64cfa4df" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1363324233813920051?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1363324233813920051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1363324233813920051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/posting.html' title='Posting...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4941246523495985419</id><published>2009-12-08T16:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:39:46.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whining...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it seems that some nasty little buggers have taken up residence in my sinuses and are refusing to leave. This is the third visit to the doctor recently in an attempt to address the issue. They've finally decided to give me a stronger antibiotic and some sort of spray to reduce the swelling and pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a relief to finally not feel like my head is going to explode....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4941246523495985419?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4941246523495985419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4941246523495985419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/12/whining.html' title='Whining...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4725701827502204068</id><published>2009-11-24T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:02:04.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to take a moment and wish everyone a happy holiday! I am very thankful for the wonderful people in my life! To my friends and family, I wish you nothing but happiness and health. I look forward to celebrating another holiday season with all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4725701827502204068?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4725701827502204068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4725701827502204068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-everyone.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7458832857164219896</id><published>2009-10-13T12:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:44:17.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Camryn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yellek.net/Camryn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 756px;" src="http://www.yellek.net/Camryn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7458832857164219896?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7458832857164219896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7458832857164219896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/cute-camryn.html' title='Cute Camryn!'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7118526775166866418</id><published>2009-08-26T15:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:13:51.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A chapter has closed! Officially finished school and looking forward to a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7118526775166866418?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7118526775166866418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7118526775166866418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-has-closed-officially-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4765382863574441164</id><published>2009-07-31T08:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:31:24.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thinking about my linen closet....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4765382863574441164?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4765382863574441164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4765382863574441164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-about-my-linen-closet.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-158956230922035140</id><published>2009-07-12T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:38:44.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lost in the haze...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-158956230922035140?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/158956230922035140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/158956230922035140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-in-haze.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6377250496294477689</id><published>2009-06-26T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T14:02:50.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Get your umbrellas out. it's raining sausages. Sare and I almost hit by 2. Um...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6377250496294477689?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6377250496294477689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6377250496294477689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-your-umbrellas-out.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6304642614414224530</id><published>2009-06-24T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T17:33:20.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>escape is on my mind again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6304642614414224530?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6304642614414224530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6304642614414224530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/escape-is-on-my-mind-again.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2582356344627273024</id><published>2009-06-19T19:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:58:52.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all those crazy elephants!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2582356344627273024?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2582356344627273024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2582356344627273024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-those-crazy-elephants.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6770210649796485941</id><published>2009-06-17T17:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:15:57.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking Waffle and his combustible banana experiment are far too cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6770210649796485941?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6770210649796485941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6770210649796485941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-waffle-and-his-combustible.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8402124611892621410</id><published>2009-06-11T17:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:17:47.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a Fogg, in a fog, in fog. kinda Seuss-ish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8402124611892621410?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8402124611892621410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8402124611892621410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-fogg-in-fog-in-fog.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7663032866936119385</id><published>2009-06-10T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:10:00.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcoholic Bacon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drinkupny.com/v/vspfiles/photos/S0825-2T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 250px;" src="http://www.drinkupny.com/v/vspfiles/photos/S0825-2T.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! This bacon product (submitted by Kris) appeals to me on a couple of levels - first the bacon level. The one that would love to consume mass quantities of bacon on a daily basis. And it also appeals to the part of me that would like to drink heavily on an ongoing basis: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We love making our own flavored spirts at home, but properly capturing bacon is a bit of a challenge. Now, thanks to Seattle's Black Rock Spirits, we have Bakon Vodka! This is an unusual premium spirit with a familiar flavor; Bakon is the only vodka on the market that captures the meaty, peppery flavor of just-cooked bacon while maintaining a crisp, clean profile. Perfect for making a rich Bloody Mary, it also begs for experimentation with creative mixology" - from &lt;a href="DrinkupNY"&gt;http://www.drinkupny.com/Bakon_Vodka_p/s0825.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7663032866936119385?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7663032866936119385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7663032866936119385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/alcoholic-bacon.html' title='Alcoholic Bacon...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1702780748111815036</id><published>2009-06-07T10:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:32:43.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>potholes and Karen, moths to a flame... said with love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1702780748111815036?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1702780748111815036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1702780748111815036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/potholes-and-karen-moths-to-flame.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8482040987953556882</id><published>2009-06-06T09:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:17:04.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it wrong to want to shower in coffee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8482040987953556882?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8482040987953556882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8482040987953556882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-it-wrong-to-want-to-shower-in-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2761181657498499557</id><published>2009-06-04T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:25:29.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2761181657498499557?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2761181657498499557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2761181657498499557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1683190983360603992</id><published>2009-06-04T14:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T14:30:12.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm touching a can opener...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1683190983360603992?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1683190983360603992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1683190983360603992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-touching-can-opener.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2459289745221111221</id><published>2009-06-03T18:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:43:31.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am letting the irony be lost....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2459289745221111221?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2459289745221111221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2459289745221111221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-letting-irony-be-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8441186437331810029</id><published>2009-06-02T13:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:47:08.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the crazy card can come in handy at times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8441186437331810029?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8441186437331810029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8441186437331810029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-card-can-come-in-handy-at-times.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-527606141931334327</id><published>2009-05-29T21:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:14:00.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbingly cute or just disturbing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/bacteria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/bacteria.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/plush/6708/?cpg=17433&amp;cpg=cj"&gt;ThinkGeek.com brings us Plush Microbes&lt;/a&gt;. Now, on those cold, lonesome nights you can snuggle up with your favorite STD! Or give the gift that keeps on giving! I know I wouldn't mind getting cozy with a couple of extra white blood cells, I already have far too many, what's the harm in a few more! And I'm sure these will behave better than the ones I make on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-527606141931334327?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/527606141931334327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/527606141931334327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/disturbingly-cute-or-just-disturbing.html' title='Disturbingly cute or just disturbing?'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1090146651255802935</id><published>2009-05-29T17:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:43:36.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tired it hurts, no one to blame but myself. As usual....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1090146651255802935?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1090146651255802935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1090146651255802935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-tired-it-hurts-no-one-to-blame-but.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6157851496176154464</id><published>2009-05-27T17:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:42:59.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will someone, other than Sarah, get me off of this persisting, albeit nostalgic, Pet Shop Boys kick? And can I just reiterate my love of Ping.fm, Google and bacon. I feel like taking all my clothes off and dancing to the rite of spring and I wouldn't normally do this kind of thing. Please make it stop!! I need help...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6157851496176154464?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6157851496176154464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6157851496176154464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/will-someone-other-than-sarah-get-me.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3942631861509753626</id><published>2009-05-27T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:48:18.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Big ups to all my haterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3942631861509753626?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3942631861509753626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3942631861509753626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-ups-to-all-my-haterz.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-35255488259764629</id><published>2009-05-26T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:20:00.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It just dawned upon me - only about 13 weeks until graduation. And only about 13 weeks, 6 months until entering a new level of hell - loan repayment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-35255488259764629?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/35255488259764629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/35255488259764629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-just-dawned-upon-me-only-about-13.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5410033776803420952</id><published>2009-05-26T11:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:56:06.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is going to mmm bop Sarah if she doesn't stop trying to get hideous songs stuck in my head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5410033776803420952?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5410033776803420952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5410033776803420952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-going-to-mmm-bop-sarah-if-she-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8663266847277805818</id><published>2009-05-26T10:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:47:25.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinks Cindy is very  interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8663266847277805818?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8663266847277805818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8663266847277805818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/thinks-cindy-is-very-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4871268823320627153</id><published>2009-05-25T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:36:28.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want one! Nay, I NEED one...</title><content type='html'>So I fall prey to the forces of my adult onset ADD regularly - especially when it comes to studying. I am easily distracted by sparkly bits of flotsam and jetsam floating around in the world...This gadget is a step in the right direction, that's for sure. Though, really, I need one for my wandering brain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest-Gadgest.com presents, The Study Ball: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.coolest-gadgets.com/wp-content/uploads/study-ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.coolest-gadgets.com/wp-content/uploads/study-ball.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4871268823320627153?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4871268823320627153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4871268823320627153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-one-nay-i-need-one.html' title='I want one! Nay, I NEED one...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7963714228800212057</id><published>2009-05-22T21:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:38:36.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweets...</title><content type='html'>I've been using ping.fm to update my SNs, hence the microblogs being posted on my actual blog. I dislike having to login to a zillion places - and it helps that Ping.fm has a mobile site - not like I go anywhere but now I don't have to get off the couch to let everyone know I'm watching Shlong Grinders and Eurosex Sluts (like you thought I'd be watching reruns of Reba and Gunsmoke?)...Ok, so I'm not actually watching any of that - I'm just amused by the shows that come with my digital cable. It's all new to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything to say. I managed to leave the house last night to share a bottle of wine and some cheese with Tasha...Oh but the most wonderful smell has just coasted through my screen door - someone has a bonfire going and I am envious. What I wouldn't give to be sitting around it right now, mesmerized by the glow, lulled by the crackle, the flames dancing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having the strangest encounters with people who do not know the Pet Shop Boys....I didn't realize it was possible. I've been listening to them for the last couple of mornings to kick start my day - I didn't know there were so many people who didn't know such classics like West End Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIC6_nApwjc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NIC6_nApwjc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a product of the 80's. I can't seem to help myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else in the random rotation tonight: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1ymyNTIX38&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b1ymyNTIX38&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7963714228800212057?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7963714228800212057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7963714228800212057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/tweet-like-posts.html' title='Tweets...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4601953318521498348</id><published>2009-05-22T17:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:57:57.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dancing to the rite of spring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4601953318521498348?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4601953318521498348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4601953318521498348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/dancing-to-rite-of-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3308721163994590114</id><published>2009-05-22T09:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:44:58.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wishes Cindy would stop breaking the interwebs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3308721163994590114?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3308721163994590114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3308721163994590114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/wishes-cindy-would-stop-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7611586559809096600</id><published>2009-05-22T09:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:41:03.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loves me some soy latte...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7611586559809096600?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7611586559809096600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7611586559809096600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/loves-me-some-soy-latte.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4535566839855819085</id><published>2009-05-21T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:32:42.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've paid my bills and now i'm puttin on the ritz at Marion Street Cheese Market.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4535566839855819085?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4535566839855819085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4535566839855819085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-paid-my-bills-and-now-im-puttin-on.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6399141775009122099</id><published>2009-05-21T17:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:44:59.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is a reluctant commuter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6399141775009122099?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6399141775009122099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6399141775009122099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-reluctant-commuter.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-627912340627083578</id><published>2009-05-21T11:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:10:48.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am obsessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-627912340627083578?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/627912340627083578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/627912340627083578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-obsessing.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6973270831884135845</id><published>2009-05-20T13:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:20:01.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enjoying 21st Century Breakdown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6973270831884135845?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6973270831884135845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6973270831884135845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/enjoying-21st-century-breakdown.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4905977560557496816</id><published>2009-05-20T03:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:15:00.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seria facil</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="212" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9eBzcZVka2s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9eBzcZVka2s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4905977560557496816?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4905977560557496816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4905977560557496816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/seria-facil.html' title='Seria facil'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4358111927598515584</id><published>2009-05-10T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:33:49.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingering and take cover....</title><content type='html'>I've got this nasty lingering cough/illness that has spanned over two weeks now. It's causing me to consider using the hose attachment of my Hoover to try and clean out my lungs. My coughing is so violent that I'm convinced my body is actually trying to rid itself of one its lungs....I'm doing as little as possible to conserve my energies and focus what little I have towards work and school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares small children and my coworkers and I feel like hell. I have been through a course of Tamiflu, antibiotics and two rounds of meds for the cough and there has been little improvement. They've tested for flu, strep, mono and a host of other things - all coming up either negative or inconclusive. Though they did find that my platelets are high again - which concerns me. I have to go in for more bloodwork. Sigh...I wish they would just teach me how to do it at home and drop off the vials - it would be so much easier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you know me, you know I love 80's music (amongst other genres) and I love finding excellent covers of my favorite 80's music - well add this to the list, and they have the added bonus of being German! Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeRsYc8B8GE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CeRsYc8B8GE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4358111927598515584?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4358111927598515584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4358111927598515584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/05/lingering-and-take-cover.html' title='Lingering and take cover....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4281790096643891323</id><published>2009-04-23T05:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:52:45.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FB Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iROYzrm5SBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iROYzrm5SBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4281790096643891323?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4281790096643891323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4281790096643891323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/fb-rules.html' title='FB Rules'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2984689645947019078</id><published>2009-04-22T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:47:00.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:DkPzQDGBLhjjmM:http://www.nndb.com/people/672/000115327/tom-anderson-myspace-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 107px;" src="http://tbn3.google.com/images?q=tbn:DkPzQDGBLhjjmM:http://www.nndb.com/people/672/000115327/tom-anderson-myspace-sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some interesting internet industry news, Earthlink, who supports nearly 3 million customers is having a massive outage today. The outage has caused their own website and phone lines to crash, as well as the websites and emails of their customers. Read more &lt;a href="http://www.computerworld.com/action/article.do?command=viewArticleBasic&amp;articleId=9131976&amp;intsrc=news_ts_head"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rumor has it that Tom may no longer be counted among my MySpace friends! MySpace founder Tom Anderson may be given the boot by MySpace's executive team. I can't say that I will miss his goofy ass grin and his irritating updates - granted, I've been anti-MySpace for as long as I can remember. While I do not wish him ill, there's no love lost....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto my Earth Day events - switching over to paperless billing for as many bills as I can and recycling a bunch of stuff I've collected from around my place....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2984689645947019078?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2984689645947019078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2984689645947019078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4784713582208757138</id><published>2009-04-21T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:00:01.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've gone digital....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jamesdarren.com/page2_files/6302690382.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.jamesdarren.com/page2_files/6302690382.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get digital cable, long story I'm not going to go into. But let me say this. I am so glad I got it. Now, for these nights I'm completely exhausted I can enjoy such quality programming as Ghetto Booty Rump Shakers, 284 sports channels and Gidget Goes Hawaiian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4784713582208757138?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4784713582208757138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4784713582208757138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-gone-digital.html' title='I&apos;ve gone digital....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-86628513805748324</id><published>2009-04-06T06:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:55:05.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus Midgets....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ianjamison.com/resources/circus_Cyclists1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 700px;" src="http://www.ianjamison.com/resources/circus_Cyclists1897.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="212" height="175"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/swf/l.swf?video_id=6dUW_QnFwnA&amp;fmt=18"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/swf/l.swf?video_id=6dUW_QnFwnA&amp;fmt=18" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-3"&gt;Embedding courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.dintillion.com"&gt;Dintillion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-86628513805748324?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/86628513805748324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/86628513805748324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/matt-white-love.html' title='Circus Midgets....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1467215232167836510</id><published>2009-04-02T21:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:03:00.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough of a geek already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.containerstore.com/MEDIA/ProductCatalog/104460/ThatLaptopIsMine_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://images.containerstore.com/MEDIA/ProductCatalog/104460/ThatLaptopIsMine_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since most geeks (and some of us wannabes) ditched the pocket protectors long ago (my /* No Comment */ t-shirt doesn't have a pocket), there has been a void in the world of announcing one's geeky status, until now! As if being permanently plugged into your ladtrap isn't enough, you can now deck it out with &lt;a href="http://www.containerstore.com/browse/Product.jhtml?CATID=78484&amp;PRODID=10023708"&gt;That Laptop Is Mine&lt;/a&gt;! from &lt;a href="http://www.containerstore.com/index.jhtml"&gt;The Container Store&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1467215232167836510?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1467215232167836510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1467215232167836510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-enough-of-geek-already.html' title='Not enough of a geek already?'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6130077015720333409</id><published>2009-03-18T07:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:16:56.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:-(</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the reaction to the tetanus shot continues and I really wish I could take the day off of work. After a very rough night, my fever is down to just over 100 but I've developed a bloody nose - its disgusting and I'm waiting for it to subside before I leave for the office....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still dizzy, achy, tired and such and I would kill to stay in bed today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could kill my doctor. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6130077015720333409?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6130077015720333409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6130077015720333409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=':-('/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-8774684757095367733</id><published>2009-03-17T19:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:07:44.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetanus shot gone awry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.medical-look.com/diseases_images/tetanus.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.medical-look.com/diseases_images/tetanus.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like hell. I had a tetanus shot yesterday on the recommendation of my Dr. and now here I am, fever of over 102, chills, aches, dizziness, etc. And I can't take any time off of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-8774684757095367733?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8774684757095367733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/8774684757095367733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/tetanus-shot-gone-awry.html' title='Tetanus shot gone awry...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4107926688101403284</id><published>2009-03-16T20:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:31:25.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/Sb78-ZKLR3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x8VTUJcNJMk/s1600-h/KTS12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/Sb78-ZKLR3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x8VTUJcNJMk/s200/KTS12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313962759179421554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Yelled at by boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Doctor's visit (not the greatest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Parking ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT then I have wonderful people in my life like C-los.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the care package. You have no idea how much I needed that today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I will post pics of the insanity that arrived in my mailbox).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C-LOS ROCKS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4107926688101403284?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4107926688101403284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4107926688101403284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-day.html' title='What a day....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/Sb78-ZKLR3I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x8VTUJcNJMk/s72-c/KTS12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-465023489034458871</id><published>2009-02-28T11:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:32:07.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year passes...</title><content type='html'>Its been another year on this planet. And I suppose I should feel something, yet I don't. Everyone has been terribly kind to me and I am appreciative but the marker of another year doesn't seem to hold much importance to me any longer....Don't get me wrong, I am thankful - to be here and for all that I have. I've just not been given to reflection lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all said, I have to say thanks to the thoughtful and kind gifts I've received. Sarah and Cindy indulged and encouraged my insanity while my family just spoiled me a bit....And I treated myself! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-465023489034458871?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/465023489034458871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/465023489034458871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-year-passes.html' title='Another year passes...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-7412506817512861317</id><published>2009-02-23T18:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:15:01.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shredding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SaMVDVv_tGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-SAe3ddRtRo/s1600-h/shredder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SaMVDVv_tGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-SAe3ddRtRo/s200/shredder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306107933094818914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was doing some mad Enron-style shredding this afternoon, all on the up and up, mind you (protecting clients billing data) and while doing so I really looked at my little shredder and its usage warnings. First, it can only handle up to 18 pages at a time and it can shred credit cards - great! And it lets me know that paperclips and staples are fine too. However, it seems to think that there should be no shredding of hands (ala &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qWFhDvURLg"&gt;Fargo&lt;/a&gt;) or solid ties. Which, ok, that's fine too I suppose - I prefer men in patterned ties anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is this - it claims, according to those little icons, that it can destroy CDs. And it can. What it does NOT tell you is the manner in which it does so - that when you shred a CD you should don protective eye wear and be prepared to be covered in little glimmery (and painful) splinters of CD guts....I stuck a CD in there and the next thing I knew, it was shooting out bits of CD all over the place at high velocity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the irritating and dangerous experience, to say the least. If I were a litigious person, I might be inclined to take some action to recoup my spilled blood - albeit just a few drops. Instead, I'm going to go pick CD out of my hair and shake my sweater! Sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-7412506817512861317?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7412506817512861317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/7412506817512861317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/shredding.html' title='Shredding...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SaMVDVv_tGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-SAe3ddRtRo/s72-c/shredder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-2153973395767671141</id><published>2009-02-23T06:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:36:05.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm.... Bacon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gratefulpalate.com/productimages/Bacon-Soap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.gratefulpalate.com/productimages/Bacon-Soap2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its been a while since my last post about bacon. By no means should this imply that I'm not consumed by (or consuming) bacon (though a lot less lately as there is no such thing as diet bacon - will someone work on that, please?!?!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disappointment of the bacon air fresheners (that only smelled like plastic dog treats) I've continued my search for all things bacon related and found &lt;a href="http://www.gratefulpalate.com/index.php?p=RPRIXX0020&amp;parent=Page_47"&gt;Bacon Soap&lt;/a&gt;!!!! While visually appealing, its not bacon-scented so I'm not as impressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-2153973395767671141?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2153973395767671141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/2153973395767671141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/mmmm-bacon.html' title='Mmmm.... Bacon....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-5161132918932725575</id><published>2009-02-18T06:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:31:50.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coolness from seed.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/seedplayer/seedPlayer_480x360.swf?xmlURL=http://s3.amazonaws.com/seedvideo/data/seed_evolution.xml&amp;width=480&amp;height=360&amp;autoPlay=0" quality="high" scale="showall" salign="lt" bgcolor="#000000" width="400" height="300" name="seedPlayer" align="center" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-5161132918932725575?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5161132918932725575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/5161132918932725575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/coolness-from-seedcom.html' title='Coolness from seed.com'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6639947730767353702</id><published>2009-02-12T12:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:32:43.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pleasent Phishing Trip</title><content type='html'>As usual, at some point my day involves reporting a bunch of phishing sites to hosts, registrars, etc. - I use &lt;a href="http://www.phishtank.com"&gt;PhishTank.com&lt;/a&gt; for the ones I can't handle. Usually those registered in foreign countries are the most difficult for me to deal with so I hope that through PhishTank they'll eventually be addressed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often it requires some digging, several emails and then follow up a few days later. I always go back and check to see if the issues have been resolved and if not, I start the process all over again....Often I'm met with stupid auto responses and little action or the NMP response - Not My Problem...Very frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning I had a completely different experience. I must now sing the praises of the people at Fast Domain (&lt;a href="www.fastdomain.com"&gt;fastdomain.com&lt;/a&gt;). I sent them an email notifying them of a phishing site they were hosting and lo and behold, they had killed the site within 10 minutes! I've NEVER had such a quick response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope! I know its a small victory but it feels nice that they took it seriously enough to act so quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6639947730767353702?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6639947730767353702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6639947730767353702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/pleasent-phishing-trip.html' title='A Pleasent Phishing Trip'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1836355727405867547</id><published>2009-02-10T12:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:06:22.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Words</title><content type='html'>I have lost my words - I know not where they have gone or when (if) they will return...Music seems to serve as my proxy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBOYYlanm1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DBOYYlanm1k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbZYzoidkYU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbZYzoidkYU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiPcbx7TyM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MiPcbx7TyM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1836355727405867547?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1836355727405867547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1836355727405867547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/without-words.html' title='Without Words'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4161211376588016829</id><published>2009-02-03T20:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:09:52.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired and so stressed...</title><content type='html'>I'm a touch off these days. Java programming is kicking my ass and while i know i have to be a masochist, this is a bit much even for me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am brain dead these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F9GB5-a1ZIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F9GB5-a1ZIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4161211376588016829?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4161211376588016829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4161211376588016829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-tired-and-so-stressed.html' title='So tired and so stressed...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6822752527295418091</id><published>2009-01-29T00:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:39:47.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm....</title><content type='html'>Woah. I'm so tired. Not even funny. Trying to chill out with some classical music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf?config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.profileplaylist.net%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;mywidth=435&amp;myheight=270&amp;playlist_url=http://www.profileplaylist.net/loadplaylist.php?playlist=58028819&amp;t=1233211008" menu="false" quality="high" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/58028819" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/58028819"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6822752527295418091?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6822752527295418091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6822752527295418091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/calm.html' title='Calm....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-4077886865134810313</id><published>2009-01-25T16:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:33:03.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SXzommIt00I/AAAAAAAAAPg/BedjxVsNm0U/s1600-h/piece2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SXzommIt00I/AAAAAAAAAPg/BedjxVsNm0U/s200/piece2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295363011650638658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SXzommFEjzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UjAqWKcWtDU/s1600-h/piece1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SXzommFEjzI/AAAAAAAAAPY/UjAqWKcWtDU/s200/piece1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295363011635351346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today saw me plugging away at my homework, as usual. But i got a visit from my father who not only brought me a sandwich but a beautiful mixed media piece that i shall hang up as soon as i get around to taking down my Christmas tree - which is very much on its way to being a Valentine's day tree...then a St. Patrick's day tree....Though it would remain decorated with Xmas ornaments, i'm sure....lol....Maybe I'll take it down while watching the movie - i bought several movies a few weeks ago with little time to watch them but i'm indulging tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-4077886865134810313?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4077886865134810313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/4077886865134810313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/work.html' title='Work...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjMeD6qmiS8/SXzommIt00I/AAAAAAAAAPg/BedjxVsNm0U/s72-c/piece2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-1559068013412204375</id><published>2009-01-08T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:28:49.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasvegas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMNNDINCFHg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMNNDINCFHg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-1559068013412204375?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1559068013412204375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/1559068013412204375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/glasvegas.html' title='Glasvegas....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3759292939198513307</id><published>2009-01-07T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T12:08:56.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A question...</title><content type='html'>Why is it, I can put a hat on my head for 5 minutes and have hat-head for the rest of the day, but I can put my hair up (ponytail, clip, etc.) for half the day and when I take it down, its still flat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posed this question to my very smart coworker, Sare...yet she just laughed at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sigh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3759292939198513307?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3759292939198513307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3759292939198513307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/question.html' title='A question...'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-968096190937491057</id><published>2009-01-04T11:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:49:09.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fine Frenzy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yACFg63X620&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yACFg63X620&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The break from my reality is over shortly. Returning to school and work tomorrow. I've enjoyed my time off - though missing the routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-968096190937491057?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/968096190937491057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/968096190937491057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/fine-frenzy.html' title='A Fine Frenzy....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-6221090669489878424</id><published>2008-12-31T10:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:55:31.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year....</title><content type='html'>is almost upon us...i haven't had much time for reflecting - nor much interest, to be frank. i've been on a tear this week with cleaning and organizing the apartment....i'm looking forward to another year on this planet and making it better than the last - not that this past year hasn't been good, that's not what i mean at all. Just looking for constant improvements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any actual resolutions this year, well, not exactly. More like making some promises to myself, if that makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've got a bunch of things to do today. I hope everyone is doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, all you truck pushers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-6221090669489878424?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6221090669489878424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/6221090669489878424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='A new year....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3235407591854728304</id><published>2008-12-25T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:48:02.021-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tShlclhQkK8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tShlclhQkK8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3235407591854728304?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3235407591854728304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3235407591854728304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7416163256289701129.post-3883286917461717398</id><published>2008-12-15T06:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:27:01.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Je T'aime....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKcqWB-eyao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oKcqWB-eyao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7416163256289701129-3883286917461717398?l=yellekblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3883286917461717398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7416163256289701129/posts/default/3883286917461717398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yellekblogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/je-taime.html' title='Je T&apos;aime....'/><author><name>k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059317591338574107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I1xg5hSA-0c/Txs-aEfskUI/AAAAAAAAARI/92x4oGAnuXI/s220/yellek12.jpeg'/></author></entry></feed>
