<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842</id><updated>2012-01-15T20:13:45.244-05:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='New York'/><category term='guys'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='family'/><category term='politics'/><category term='videos'/><category term='Sydney'/><category term='glossary'/><category term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category term='dating'/><category term='living with a chick'/><category term='work'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='touch football'/><title type='text'>Kev's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>Kev's comedic view on the everyday life of a twentysomething guy.
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&lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/legal-disclaimer.html"&gt;Legal disclaimer&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>442</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-359947941167105503</id><published>2010-03-18T23:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:52:03.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>My Pppppppoker Face</title><content type='html'>Well, that's the last time I take advice from Lady GaGa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-359947941167105503?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/359947941167105503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=359947941167105503&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/359947941167105503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/359947941167105503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-pppppppoker-face.html' title='My Pppppppoker Face'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-392300831708541095</id><published>2010-02-12T18:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:06:01.570-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>President's Day /Valentines Day overlap</title><content type='html'>Since Valentines Day it coincides with Presidents Day, does that mean it's appropriate to take my Valentine for hot dogs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-392300831708541095?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/392300831708541095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=392300831708541095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/392300831708541095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/392300831708541095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/presidents-day-valentines-day-overlap.html' title='President&apos;s Day /Valentines Day overlap'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5431893036755779730</id><published>2010-02-09T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:47:48.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Tooter</title><content type='html'>From SNL - Ashton Kutcher is taking social media technology to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b717538a9461d43/4741e3c5156499a7/134b3747/-cpid/5a2ab4cae621055a" id="W4727a250e66f97234b717538a9461d43" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b717538a9461d43/4741e3c5156499a7/134b3747/-cpid/5a2ab4cae621055a" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5431893036755779730?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5431893036755779730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5431893036755779730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5431893036755779730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5431893036755779730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/tooter.html' title='Tooter'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1841467815193824194</id><published>2010-02-07T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:00:01.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Another great commercial</title><content type='html'>Got to give it to the folks at Samsung - this cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CKxIkjtxNc&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/-CKxIkjtxNc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/8632842-1841467815193824194?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1841467815193824194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1841467815193824194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1841467815193824194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1841467815193824194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-great-commercial.html' title='Another great commercial'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1053569254292938282</id><published>2010-02-06T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:36:00.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with a chick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>New perspective</title><content type='html'>When you're single, and you wake up in the morning to find a bra on the floor, you think to yourself "awwww yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your girlfriend lives with you, and you wake up in the morning to find a bra on the floor, you think to yourself, "god she's messy. Why couldn't she just put that away?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1053569254292938282?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1053569254292938282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1053569254292938282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1053569254292938282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1053569254292938282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-perspective.html' title='New perspective'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-9162567310969127727</id><published>2010-02-05T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:25:58.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Awesome conversation with my trainer this morning</title><content type='html'>Best conversation this morning when I told my trainer where my office is located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainer: I used to work as a bouncer a block from there.&lt;br /&gt;Kev: Oh yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Trainer: Yeah. Isn't there a strip club on the corner?&lt;br /&gt;Kev: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Trainer: The one with little blue lights around the stage.&lt;br /&gt;Kev: I haven't been inside.&lt;br /&gt;Trainer: Me neither.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-9162567310969127727?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/9162567310969127727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=9162567310969127727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/9162567310969127727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/9162567310969127727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome-conversation-with-my-trainer.html' title='Awesome conversation with my trainer this morning'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-101688925528874503</id><published>2010-01-27T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:34:58.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>The second worst five words you can hear in a relationship</title><content type='html'>Its well documented that the worst five words you can hear in a relationship are "listen, we need to talk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only slightly lesser known are the second five worst words you can hear in a relationship:  "an all new Project Runway"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-101688925528874503?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/101688925528874503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=101688925528874503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/101688925528874503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/101688925528874503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/second-worst-five-words-you-can-hear-in.html' title='The second worst five words you can hear in a relationship'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5980255921462623188</id><published>2010-01-27T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:35:13.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>State of the union</title><content type='html'>HD TV coverage of the State of the Union confirmed to me that Congress is NOT a beauty contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5980255921462623188?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5980255921462623188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5980255921462623188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5980255921462623188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5980255921462623188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/state-of-union.html' title='State of the union'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8641759989103182387</id><published>2010-01-27T15:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:18:21.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The new Apple iPad</title><content type='html'>Today Apple announce their new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipad/"&gt;iPad&lt;/a&gt;. It comes in three models 16gb, 32gb and 64 gb (for those heavy flow days)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8641759989103182387?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8641759989103182387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8641759989103182387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8641759989103182387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8641759989103182387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-apple-ipad.html' title='The new Apple iPad'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6761729036858625280</id><published>2010-01-06T15:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:46:21.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Why I want to hang with the Muppets</title><content type='html'>Awesome video from behind the scenes on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently during rehearsal for a Christmas performance with the Muppets, there was a lot of down-time while the crew adjusted cameras and lighting. And this just happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b44f5d75d74a79c/4727a250e66f9723/4d7ffe2a/-cpid/e47f931f5cb0d1fe" id="W4727a250e66f97234b44f5d75d74a79c" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b44f5d75d74a79c/4727a250e66f9723/4d7ffe2a/-cpid/e47f931f5cb0d1fe" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6761729036858625280?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6761729036858625280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6761729036858625280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6761729036858625280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6761729036858625280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-want-to-hang-with-muppets.html' title='Why I want to hang with the Muppets'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4416935141135181998</id><published>2010-01-06T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:50:11.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with a chick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The hand lotion double standard</title><content type='html'>Why is it when a girl moves in with you, it's appropriate to have hand lotion in the bathroom, but when you're a guy living alone, everyone thinks you're a pervert?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4416935141135181998?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4416935141135181998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4416935141135181998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4416935141135181998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4416935141135181998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/hand-lotion-double-standard.html' title='The hand lotion double standard'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-988747292853442505</id><published>2010-01-05T21:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:27:43.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Swine flu</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure Swine Flu was invented as a means to sell hand sanitizer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-988747292853442505?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/988747292853442505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=988747292853442505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/988747292853442505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/988747292853442505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/swine-flu.html' title='Swine flu'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-989405575281075281</id><published>2010-01-05T15:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:02:59.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The Taco Bell diet</title><content type='html'>Why don't people get the commercials for the Taco Bell diet? Eating all tacos you'd shed the pounds through massive diarrhea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-989405575281075281?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/989405575281075281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=989405575281075281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/989405575281075281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/989405575281075281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/taco-bell-diet.html' title='The Taco Bell diet'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8037704780454529802</id><published>2009-12-17T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:03:57.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Tiger woods DVD</title><content type='html'>I'm so pissed off. I paid $25 bucks for a DVD called "Tiger Woods - my favorite 18 holes" - and the thing turns out to be about golf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8037704780454529802?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8037704780454529802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8037704780454529802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8037704780454529802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8037704780454529802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiger-woods-dvd.html' title='Tiger woods DVD'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5255345939858601150</id><published>2009-12-15T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:06:14.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>How much is that diamond in the window?</title><content type='html'>Best question/quote of the day I've been asked: "an engagement ring is supposed to cost 2 months salary. Is that pretax or post?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5255345939858601150?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5255345939858601150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5255345939858601150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5255345939858601150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5255345939858601150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-much-is-that-diamond-in-window.html' title='How much is that diamond in the window?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-86207248003649805</id><published>2009-06-25T22:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:59:34.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Kev's wisdom #232</title><content type='html'>When traveling home from a foreign country, the best way to get rid of your remaining currency is at the airport bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-86207248003649805?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/86207248003649805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=86207248003649805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/86207248003649805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/86207248003649805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/06/kevs-wisdom-232.html' title='Kev&apos;s wisdom #232'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8704683007515658116</id><published>2009-04-29T17:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:15:01.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Swine flu</title><content type='html'>I've dated a few pigs in my day -  am I at greater risk of getting swine flu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8704683007515658116?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8704683007515658116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8704683007515658116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8704683007515658116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8704683007515658116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu.html' title='Swine flu'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6606209158062577445</id><published>2009-04-08T23:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:39:10.471-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The biggest loser</title><content type='html'>Watching this show makes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;feel like the biggest loser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6606209158062577445?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6606209158062577445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6606209158062577445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6606209158062577445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6606209158062577445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/04/biggest-loser.html' title='The biggest loser'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6092585576561752153</id><published>2009-03-17T08:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:13:07.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="latest_status"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); display: none;" id="latest_text"&gt;&lt;span class="status-text"&gt;Following an "extremely casual" touch football team in New York from Australia may be one step sadder t...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="latest_meta" class="entry-meta"&gt; about 15 hours following&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: inline;" id="latest_text_full"&gt;&lt;span class="status-text"&gt;Following an "extremely casual" touch football team in New York from Australia may be one step sadder than being addicted to fantasy sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even if you are the founder of the team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6092585576561752153?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6092585576561752153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6092585576561752153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6092585576561752153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6092585576561752153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-2219799097060558390</id><published>2009-03-08T20:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:09:16.971-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Another helpful little tip</title><content type='html'>To the guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk into a bar, go directly to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Juke&lt;/span&gt; box and put on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beyonce's&lt;/span&gt; Single Ladies. When it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; to the line "all the single ladies... now put your hands up" they always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-2219799097060558390?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2219799097060558390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=2219799097060558390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2219799097060558390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2219799097060558390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-helpful-little-tip.html' title='Another helpful little tip'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5408007890507783952</id><published>2009-03-02T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:31:42.869-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Gimme five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SayWd1Wgb1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqPDs-J3G14/s1600-h/Internet+high+five.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SayWd1Wgb1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqPDs-J3G14/s320/Internet+high+five.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308783500044824402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5408007890507783952?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5408007890507783952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5408007890507783952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5408007890507783952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5408007890507783952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/03/gimme-five.html' title='Gimme five'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SayWd1Wgb1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GqPDs-J3G14/s72-c/Internet+high+five.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3002630636103480207</id><published>2009-02-16T21:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:13:40.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>My life and times...</title><content type='html'>I've decided to start writing my biography, which I'm scared may be called, "But Why is the Rum Gone? One Man's Mission to Drink all the Alcohol in Sydney: The Kevin Silverman Story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing it the other night over a few drinks with friends on the back of three cocktail napkins. In the morning, one was missing, one was smeared with beer having been used as a coaster, and I'm not sure the third was in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, the next morning I found part of my autobiography in black marker, on my forehead, in reverse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3002630636103480207?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3002630636103480207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3002630636103480207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3002630636103480207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3002630636103480207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-and-times.html' title='My life and times...'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6247432490115444700</id><published>2009-02-11T06:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:11:25.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glossary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Double blind date</title><content type='html'>I've coined a new phase: double blind date. Like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blind_experiment#Double-blind_trials"&gt;double blind&lt;/a&gt; experiments, where neither the doctor or the patient know what the patient is being given, a double blind date is when neither you, nor the person fixing you up has met your date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2004/11/kevins-theory-on-blind-dates-revised.html"&gt;double the chance&lt;/a&gt; she won't even have a great personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related post: &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/semi-blind-kind-of-date.html"&gt;semi-blind kind of date&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6247432490115444700?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6247432490115444700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6247432490115444700&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6247432490115444700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6247432490115444700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/02/double-blind-date.html' title='Double blind date'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6165616637491224828</id><published>2009-02-09T06:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:36:45.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Even more signs of the guy phase</title><content type='html'>Another sign you're still in your &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2004/11/guy-phase.html"&gt;guy phase&lt;/a&gt; -- you go to the supermarket, at 10.30 at night, to buy detergent (for that night), chicken breast (for dinner the next day) and a 4 pack of Red Bull (for that weekend).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6165616637491224828?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6165616637491224828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6165616637491224828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6165616637491224828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6165616637491224828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/02/even-more-signs-of-guy-phase.html' title='Even more signs of the guy phase'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3539087163941388585</id><published>2009-01-29T19:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:09:10.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Illinois gives Rod the boot</title><content type='html'>Maybe I've been spending too much time focusing on Australian politics, but I can't understand why the &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090129/ap_on_re_us/illinois_governor_impeachment"&gt;Illinois Senate impeached Governor Rod Blagojevich.&lt;/a&gt; It seems to me that he did a fine job respecting and continuing the state's long and distinguished reputation for corruption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3539087163941388585?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3539087163941388585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3539087163941388585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3539087163941388585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3539087163941388585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/illinois-gives-rod-boot.html' title='Illinois gives Rod the boot'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7230928896364627108</id><published>2009-01-27T23:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:52:20.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>You reckon?</title><content type='html'>Why is it when Aussies say "you reckon" they sound folksy, but when I say it it sounds like I just stepped out of a trailer park?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7230928896364627108?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7230928896364627108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7230928896364627108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7230928896364627108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7230928896364627108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-reckon.html' title='You reckon?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3778749573820174732</id><published>2009-01-22T17:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:14:51.002-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>How tequila works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SXjvlLajTDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yB-FWihvYNA/s1600-h/Tequila.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SXjvlLajTDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yB-FWihvYNA/s320/Tequila.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294244783972371506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3778749573820174732?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3778749573820174732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3778749573820174732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3778749573820174732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3778749573820174732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-tequila-works.html' title='How tequila works'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SXjvlLajTDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yB-FWihvYNA/s72-c/Tequila.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1440591338028571967</id><published>2009-01-15T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:08:25.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Two great Aussie commercials</title><content type='html'>Two brilliant commercials (one geared towards women, the other towards men) for an Australian dating site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dlr9so_TWEY&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/Dlr9so_TWEY&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdNIUzrKWKE&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/PdNIUzrKWKE&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/8632842-1440591338028571967?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1440591338028571967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1440591338028571967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1440591338028571967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1440591338028571967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-great-aussie-commercials.html' title='Two great Aussie commercials'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4020706389236438859</id><published>2009-01-12T15:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:26:33.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>More musings via Twitter</title><content type='html'>Want more musings more regularly? Add "Kev's Musings" on Twitter for brief updates. Longer musings will still be available here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4020706389236438859?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4020706389236438859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4020706389236438859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4020706389236438859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4020706389236438859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-musings-via-twitter.html' title='More musings via Twitter'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4371093193308201825</id><published>2009-01-12T07:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:46:37.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Strip clubs in Sydney</title><content type='html'>My flat here in Sydney is next to the red light district, which I need to walk through each day to get to and from the train. Some of the clubs have names like "World's Greatest Love Machine" or "The Pleasure Chest" but one is just simply called "Strippers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that - these guys don't beat around the bush, so to speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4371093193308201825?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4371093193308201825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4371093193308201825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4371093193308201825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4371093193308201825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2009/01/strip-clubs-in-sydney.html' title='Strip clubs in Sydney'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3822250573652068187</id><published>2008-10-25T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:47:11.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>The endorsement that may change the election</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/491187357be5f275/49013c79b21d4be1/a921aa0/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3822250573652068187?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3822250573652068187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3822250573652068187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3822250573652068187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3822250573652068187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/endorsement-that-may-change-election.html' title='The endorsement that may change the election'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7984200213446709135</id><published>2008-10-06T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:48:43.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Kev's rules for guys #327</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Converted from text/plain format --&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't use the urinal when wearing flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just trust me on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7984200213446709135?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7984200213446709135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7984200213446709135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7984200213446709135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7984200213446709135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/kevs-rules-for-guys-327.html' title='Kev&apos;s rules for guys #327'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6874672002665612976</id><published>2008-10-04T22:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:28:12.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>What's the etiquette?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://libizblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://libizblog.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/facebook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I've argued before that sites like Facebook and MySpace are making dating more difficult (such as when one person changed their status to "in a relationship" before they've had "the conversation"), it is also starting to affect friends of people in said relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a long-time friend was dating this girl for a couple of years, so naturally, we became Facebook Friends (which is like a whole new level of friendship that says "I accept that we get along even though we'll never hang out alone"). Now that they've broken up, should I de-friend her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about ex's -- do you defriend them too? What about if you become actual friends again down the road, do you re-add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about if your friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; de-friended his ex? Do you? What if he has?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the questions that keep me up at night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6874672002665612976?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6874672002665612976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6874672002665612976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6874672002665612976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6874672002665612976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-etiquette.html' title='What&apos;s the etiquette?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8341829104062694036</id><published>2008-10-04T01:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:12:03.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Five friends vote</title><content type='html'>Nice video encouraging you to vote. Jonah Hill totally makes this work, although Sarah Silverman isn't bad either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8341829104062694036?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8341829104062694036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8341829104062694036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8341829104062694036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8341829104062694036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-friends-vote.html' title='Five friends vote'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4398303290391726616</id><published>2008-09-26T21:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:12:52.685-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The thin line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.americansweets.co.uk/ekmps/shops/statesidecandy/images/red_bull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.americansweets.co.uk/ekmps/shops/statesidecandy/images/red_bull.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure last night I blurred the line between going home and going to sleep and taking a brief nap between nighttime and daytime activities.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes it slightly more difficult  since my first daytime activity is going to workout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4398303290391726616?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4398303290391726616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4398303290391726616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4398303290391726616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4398303290391726616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/thin-line.html' title='The thin line'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4558599222808582443</id><published>2008-09-23T21:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:50:23.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Tax deductions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://howforte.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/multi-forms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://howforte.info/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/multi-forms.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you need a uniform to do you job, you are able to claim the associated costs as a tax deduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to constantly drink to do your job, can you expense the associated bar and liquor store charges?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4558599222808582443?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4558599222808582443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4558599222808582443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4558599222808582443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4558599222808582443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/tax-deductions.html' title='Tax deductions'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3110001906385607148</id><published>2008-09-18T03:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:18:59.855-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/2149054769_9b9ceb579d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2403/2149054769_9b9ceb579d.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is it that every morning when getting off the train I get stuck behind the jackass who can't seem to figure out how the train ticket works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it seems to be a different jackass each morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3110001906385607148?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3110001906385607148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3110001906385607148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3110001906385607148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3110001906385607148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-778448693217791917</id><published>2008-09-16T03:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:49:25.709-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>The economy</title><content type='html'>I'm slightly afraid that this could be the future results of our present economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b892d24f7cd375ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-296038674850379630</id><published>2008-09-13T20:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:49:50.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Little Gordon part 3</title><content type='html'>Caterer.com just unveiled a third "Little Gordon" commercial. Not as hysterical as parts 1 and 2, but still worth a watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-5e_Tjv7vg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-5e_Tjv7vg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-296038674850379630?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/296038674850379630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=296038674850379630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/296038674850379630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/296038674850379630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-gordon-part-3.html' title='Little Gordon part 3'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7951730376970069118</id><published>2008-09-01T07:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:01:10.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Little Gordon</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, I have a little addiction to Kitchen Confidential (not quite Chipotle bad, but bad enough that I'll watch four episodes back-to-back on the Qantas in-flight entertainment... or a Saturday afternoon, for that matter). So when I saw these videos, I nearly lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these videos are f*cking brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as Gordon would say, what are you f*cking doing? Grow some balls, and f*cking watch them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Gordon 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcZqwR9tbJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WcZqwR9tbJE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Gordon 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsnVvXkDnqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xsnVvXkDnqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7951730376970069118?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7951730376970069118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7951730376970069118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7951730376970069118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7951730376970069118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-gordon.html' title='Little Gordon'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1318593524582862357</id><published>2008-08-24T22:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:19:40.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>New words for 2008</title><content type='html'>Thought these were worth sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;BLAMESTORMING. Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SEAGULL MANAGER. A manager, who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and then leaves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;ASSMOSIS. The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SALMON DAY. The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;CUBE FARM. An office filled with cubicles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;PRAIRIE DOGGING. When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on (This also applies to applause for a promotion because there may be cake.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SITCOMs. Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids or start a "home business".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SINBAD. single working girls. Single income, no boyfriend and desperate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;STRESS PUPPY. A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiny.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE. The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;ADMINISPHERE. The rarefied organisational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the "adminisphere" are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. This is often affiliated with the dreaded "administrivia" - needless paperwork and processes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;404. Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;OHNOSECOND. That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all')&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;GOING FOR A McSHIT. Entering a fast food restaurant with no intention of buying food, you're just going to the bog. If challenged by a pimply staff member, your declaration to them that you'll buy their food afterwards is known as a McShit with Lies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;AEROPLANE BLONDE. One who has bleached/dyed her hair but still has a 'black box'.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;AUSSIE KISS. Similar to a French Kiss, but given down under.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;BEER COAT. The invisible but warm coat worn when walking home after a booze cruise at 3am.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;BEER COMPASS. The invisible device that ensures your safe arrival home after booze cruise, even though you're too drunk to remember where you live, how you got here, and where you've come from.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;GREYHOUND. A very short skirt, only an inch from the hare. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;MILLENNIUM DOMES. The contents of a Wonderbra, i.e. extremely impressive when viewed from the outside, but there's actually naught in there worth seeing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;TESTICULATING. Waving your arms around and talking Bollocks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;MONKEY &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;BATH&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; . A bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: "Oo!Oo!Oo! Aa!Aa!Aa!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;MYSTERY BUS. The bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the toilet after your 10th pint, and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;MYSTERY TAXI. The taxi that arrives at your place on Saturday morning before you wake up, whisks away the stunner you slept with, and leaves a  10-Pinter in your bed instead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;PICASSO BUM. A woman whose knickers are too small for her, so she looks like she's got four buttocks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SALAD DODGER. An excellent phrase for an overweight person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;SWAMP-DONKEY A deeply unattractive person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: blue;"&gt;TART FUEL. Bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1318593524582862357?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1318593524582862357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1318593524582862357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1318593524582862357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1318593524582862357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-words-for-2008.html' title='New words for 2008'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3324410152238941366</id><published>2008-08-18T08:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:50:30.112-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Sex and the Olympics</title><content type='html'>During dinner tonight with my friend Martha, we came to the conclusion that sex is not unlike the uneven bars event at the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start on the high bar, a few twists, a few turns, and then you move on down to the low bar. Once you've spent enough time down there, you give it one last flip and then dismount (hopefully to thunderous applause).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're really lucky, the French judge gives you a score higher than an 6.4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3324410152238941366?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3324410152238941366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3324410152238941366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3324410152238941366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3324410152238941366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/08/sex-and-olympics.html' title='Sex and the Olympics'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-2983114658746673676</id><published>2008-06-27T00:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:58:37.227-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>A word to the wise</title><content type='html'>Stay away from the salt and vinegar potato chips on the day you have a cut on your lip. Just trust me on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-2983114658746673676?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2983114658746673676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=2983114658746673676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2983114658746673676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2983114658746673676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/06/word-to-wise.html' title='A word to the wise'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-131576134187568125</id><published>2008-05-25T05:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:17:09.528-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Walk of shame follow up</title><content type='html'>I thought this might be a nice complement to the &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/wait-for-it-mazing.html"&gt;Amp commercial&lt;/a&gt; I posted a couple weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pigEoaGh6UM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pigEoaGh6UM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/8632842-131576134187568125?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/131576134187568125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=131576134187568125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/131576134187568125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/131576134187568125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/walk-of-shame-follow-up.html' title='Walk of shame follow up'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7006040527659598844</id><published>2008-05-13T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:38:33.322-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Bad with names? Come to Australia</title><content type='html'>Australia is the only place I've been to where you can call a guy "mate" and a girl "love" instead of using their name. It's brilliant for those of us who are better with faces than we are with names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7006040527659598844?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7006040527659598844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7006040527659598844&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7006040527659598844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7006040527659598844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-with-names-come-to-australia.html' title='Bad with names? Come to Australia'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4451611414864859237</id><published>2008-05-12T02:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:27:02.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>A- wait for it -mazing</title><content type='html'>May be the best, guy focused commercial I've seen since &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NItiO8PFBu8"&gt;mighty wingman.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RzcJzF9NFJo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RzcJzF9NFJo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/8632842-4451611414864859237?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4451611414864859237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4451611414864859237&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4451611414864859237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4451611414864859237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/05/wait-for-it-mazing.html' title='A- wait for it -mazing'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-662158726499751472</id><published>2008-04-25T20:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:51:53.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Only in Australia</title><content type='html'>Only in Australia will your neighbors call you at 5:30 AM to see if loud noises in the hall are coming from your apartment, and when you confirm they aren't, invite you over for a beer, "since you seem to be awake anyway."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-662158726499751472?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/662158726499751472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=662158726499751472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/662158726499751472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/662158726499751472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/04/only-in-australia.html' title='Only in Australia'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-954524855731558916</id><published>2008-04-21T21:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:31:15.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Monster searches deep within himself and asks: is me really monster?</title><content type='html'>Originally from &lt;a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2006/5/5bryan.html"&gt;McSweeney's Internet Tendency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Andy F. Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me know. Me have problem.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn't normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can't stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never able to wash all of them out. Me don't think me is monster. Me just furry blue person who love cookies too much. Me no ask for it. Me just born that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me was thinking and me just don't get it. Why is me a monster? No one else called monster on Sesame Street. Well, no one who isn't really monster. Two-Headed Monster have two heads, so he real monster. Herry Monster strong and look angry, so he probably real monster, too. But is me really monster? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me thinks me have serious problem. Me thinks me addicted. But since when it acceptable to call addict monster? It affliction. It disease. It burden. But does it make me monster? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;How can they be so callous? Me know there something wrong with me, but who in Sesame Street doesn't suffer from mental disease or psychological disorder? They don't call the vampire with math fetish monster, and me pretty sure he undead and drinks blood. No one calls Grover monster, despite frequent delusional episodes and obsessive-compulsive tendencies. And the obnoxious red Grover—oh, what his name?—Elmo! Yes, Elmo live all day in imaginary world and no one call him monster. No, they think he cute. And Big Bird! Don't get me started on Big Bird! He unnaturally gigantic talking canary! How is that not monster? Snuffleupagus not supposed to exist—woolly mammoths extinct. His very existence monstrous. Me least like monster. Me maybe have unhealthy obsession, but me no monster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;No. Me wrong. Me too hard on self. Me no have unhealthy obsession. Me love cookies, but it no hurt anyone. Me just enthusiast. Everyone has something they like most, something they get excited about. Why not me? Me perfectly normal. Me like cookies. So what? Cookies delicious. Cookies do not make one monster. Everyone loves cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me no monster. Me OK guy. Me OK guy who eat cookies.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Who me kidding? Me know me never actually eat cookies. Me only crumble cookies in mouth, but me no swallow. Me can't swallow. Me no have no esophagus. Me no have no trachea. Me only have black fabric throat. Me not supposed to be able to even talk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me no eat cookies.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me destroy cookies.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me crush cookies.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me mutilate cookies.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Me make it so no one get cookies.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,times new roman;"&gt;Everyone right. Me really is cookie monster.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-954524855731558916?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/954524855731558916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=954524855731558916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/954524855731558916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/954524855731558916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/04/cookie-monster-searches-deep-within.html' title='Cookie Monster searches deep within himself and asks: is me really monster?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1310673150835519192</id><published>2008-04-12T03:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T03:17:35.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SABhvDaSXQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/v-ZbNJmEfUk/s1600-h/Dirty+Mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SABhvDaSXQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/v-ZbNJmEfUk/s200/Dirty+Mind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188254231728119042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that I have internet at home again, I hope to post more often. In the meanwhile, here's the new motivational poster I just ordered for my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the over/under on if I get fired?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1310673150835519192?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1310673150835519192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1310673150835519192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1310673150835519192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1310673150835519192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/SABhvDaSXQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/v-ZbNJmEfUk/s72-c/Dirty+Mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7004437798050558135</id><published>2008-03-17T21:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:37:30.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Taking advantage of a 16 hour time difference</title><content type='html'>The beauty of being a day ahead of your friends is that you can realize that you missed someone's birthday (or Valentines Day/anniversary/Christmas) but still reach them on the right day in their timezone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like having the ability to travel through time without any of the hassle of actually going anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7004437798050558135?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7004437798050558135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7004437798050558135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7004437798050558135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7004437798050558135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/03/taking-advantage-of-16-hour-time.html' title='Taking advantage of a 16 hour time difference'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4133711616128775693</id><published>2008-03-13T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:29:31.546-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Lesson learned the hard way</title><content type='html'>Putting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; information in your address book so you can get together again only works if you remember their name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4133711616128775693?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4133711616128775693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4133711616128775693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4133711616128775693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4133711616128775693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/03/lesson-learned-hard-way.html' title='Lesson learned the hard way'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6776687870887250667</id><published>2008-03-05T15:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:31:53.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>I weep for the future</title><content type='html'>Recently, some girl accidentally gave the College Board my e-mail address instead of her own.  Now I'm getting all of the applications and college advertisements that are meant for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, if you're having trouble remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; email address, maybe college isn't for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6776687870887250667?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6776687870887250667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6776687870887250667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6776687870887250667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6776687870887250667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-weep-for-future.html' title='I weep for the future'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8216737127090210452</id><published>2008-02-22T17:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:25:49.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Learn from my mistakes</title><content type='html'>Waking up early on a Saturday morning to view apartments sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up early on a Saturday morning with a hangover to view apartments &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8216737127090210452?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8216737127090210452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8216737127090210452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8216737127090210452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8216737127090210452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/02/learn-from-my-mistakes.html' title='Learn from my mistakes'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8984933746285680634</id><published>2008-02-09T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:49:21.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>My mission over the next year</title><content type='html'>I need to break the Australians (or maybe just the Sydney-siders) of their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Popped_collar"&gt;popped-collar&lt;/a&gt; habits. Why guys, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8984933746285680634?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8984933746285680634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8984933746285680634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8984933746285680634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8984933746285680634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-mission-over-next-year.html' title='My mission over the next year'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7523355111773177134</id><published>2008-01-09T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T08:18:38.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney'/><title type='text'>Those magic changes</title><content type='html'>Starting in February, Kev's Musing's will be undergoing some changes (much like puberty although hopefully with less of the embarrassing voice cracking).  While I will still try to provide you with a few laughs in your day (or week/month, depending on how often you visit/I get around to posting) the aim will change slighly to be "Kev's comedic view on the everyday life of a twentysomething&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; New York &lt;/span&gt;guy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living in Australia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's right. I'm packing up my stuff and heading down under for a year that is sure to be full of the wacky, fun (and slightly embarrassing) situations I've been writing about from the States. So keep your eyes on this site for new posts, with a slightly different, more Australian flare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7523355111773177134?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7523355111773177134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7523355111773177134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7523355111773177134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7523355111773177134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/01/those-magic-changes.html' title='Those magic changes'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-2122549337507753403</id><published>2008-01-08T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T18:08:16.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Women are like European empires</title><content type='html'>Much the way European empires claimed new lands, women do the same thing staking their claims on guys -- by leaving things in their apartments. The only difference is that instead of planting flags they leave behind feminine hygene and haircare products before going on to enslave the natives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-2122549337507753403?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2122549337507753403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=2122549337507753403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2122549337507753403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2122549337507753403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/01/women-are-like-european-empires.html' title='Women are like European empires'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3762943309496695792</id><published>2008-01-07T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:25:45.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Yet another sign of being a guy</title><content type='html'>You can have a phone conversation with BOTH of your parents and it lasts under two minutes and forty seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3762943309496695792?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3762943309496695792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3762943309496695792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3762943309496695792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3762943309496695792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2008/01/yet-another-sign-of-being-guy.html' title='Yet another sign of being a guy'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4860132936599138677</id><published>2007-12-01T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T15:25:33.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Things all guys should know #7,328</title><content type='html'>No guy has ever gotten in trouble &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; bringing a girl flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4860132936599138677?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4860132936599138677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4860132936599138677&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4860132936599138677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4860132936599138677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/12/things-all-guys-should-know-7328.html' title='Things all guys should know #7,328'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1823879675921318698</id><published>2007-11-28T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:47:52.739-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Why the U.S. will never win the Miss World pagent</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wffwg7pA0t8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wffwg7pA0t8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a guy, when I see something like this, I have two immediate reactions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to shield my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to share this with everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1823879675921318698?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1823879675921318698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1823879675921318698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1823879675921318698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1823879675921318698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-us-will-never-win-miss-world-pagent.html' title='Why the U.S. will never win the Miss World pagent'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1239553892171512714</id><published>2007-11-25T18:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:57:41.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Yet another sign you're growing old</title><content type='html'>You go out for drinks with friends from college and the conversation turns to the real estate market and mortgages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1239553892171512714?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1239553892171512714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1239553892171512714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1239553892171512714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1239553892171512714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/yet-another-sign-youre-growing-old.html' title='Yet another sign you&apos;re growing old'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3896005685025158781</id><published>2007-11-24T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:40:35.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Please remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brianvu.com/v-web/productpage/images/thumbs/nate-collar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 111px;" src="http://brianvu.com/v-web/productpage/images/thumbs/nate-collar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guys, please remember, friends don't let friends pop their collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one tragedy we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;prevent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3896005685025158781?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3896005685025158781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3896005685025158781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3896005685025158781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3896005685025158781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-remember.html' title='Please remember'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6869709653584257388</id><published>2007-11-21T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:19:35.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Murphy's law of clothing</title><content type='html'>Why is it that you never bump into anyone in your building wearing your tux, but always run into the ridiculously hot girl who lives on 7 the one night you are feeding your neighbor's cat in ripped sweatpants and a holey t-shirt from a 1997 Wallflowers concert?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6869709653584257388?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6869709653584257388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6869709653584257388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6869709653584257388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6869709653584257388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/murphys-law-of-clothing.html' title='Murphy&apos;s law of clothing'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5040797883142934597</id><published>2007-11-20T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T09:50:57.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>How to make a woman's day</title><content type='html'>If you are looking to make a woman's day, just repeat the following phrase, "can we go shopping and I'll hold your bags?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the female &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; of saying to a man, "want to go back to my place, where I'll cook you dinner and we can watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SportsC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enter&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5040797883142934597?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5040797883142934597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5040797883142934597&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5040797883142934597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5040797883142934597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-to-make-womans-day.html' title='How to make a woman&apos;s day'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1113412081369955806</id><published>2007-11-18T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T09:58:59.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>What men are really thinking</title><content type='html'>This commercial says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='448' height='336'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/menthink'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/menthink' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='448' height='336'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.glumbert.com/media/menthink'&gt;glumbert - What Men Are Really Thinking&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/8632842-1113412081369955806?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1113412081369955806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1113412081369955806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1113412081369955806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1113412081369955806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-men-are-really-thinking.html' title='What men are really thinking'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6716256005369829345</id><published>2007-11-05T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:46:26.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>More signs you're getting old</title><content type='html'>You know you're staring to get older when you naturally wake up early on weekend mornings, no matter what time you got home the night before. It's like the day you hit 28 you lose the ability to sleep past 8:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you feel even older is when you call your parents and even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;/span&gt;aren't awake yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6716256005369829345?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6716256005369829345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6716256005369829345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6716256005369829345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6716256005369829345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-signs-youre-getting-old.html' title='More signs you&apos;re getting old'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6246415833909767853</id><published>2007-10-29T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:14:36.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Some advice for the ladies</title><content type='html'>Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give you a piece of advice. No matter how large it says "sorry I missed your birthday" inside, NEVER buy a card for a twenty-somethings guy that just says "I'm late!" on the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write Hallmark a very strongly worded letter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6246415833909767853?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6246415833909767853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6246415833909767853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6246415833909767853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6246415833909767853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-advice-for-ladies.html' title='Some advice for the ladies'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8274653907720501762</id><published>2007-10-23T19:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:29:08.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>How to make your coworkers very confused</title><content type='html'>When they ask you where you got your monogrammed cuff links, instead of telling them "they were a gift for being in my friend's wedding," accidentally tell them, "they were a wedding gift."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8274653907720501762?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8274653907720501762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8274653907720501762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8274653907720501762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8274653907720501762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-make-your-coworkers-very.html' title='How to make your coworkers very confused'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-2044642193061447669</id><published>2007-10-17T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:48:54.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>The NyQuil hangover</title><content type='html'>I'm convinced that NyQuil should have a warning label about having to work within 37 hours of taking it. I took what I thought was the recommended dose, hoping I could actually shake this cold and get a good night's sleep. I'm not sure that what I did last night counted so much as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;" as much as it was "passing out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I'm left with the worst part of having taken NyQuil. The medicine part has worn off, but the sleep-aide part hasn't. I have the NyQuil hangover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-2044642193061447669?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/2044642193061447669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=2044642193061447669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2044642193061447669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/2044642193061447669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/nyquil-hangover.html' title='The NyQuil hangover'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4885602159724624078</id><published>2007-10-15T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:19:51.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Murphy's law of cleaning</title><content type='html'>If you clean your apartment, expecting that you could have company, you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;guaranteed&lt;/span&gt; not to have any visitors. However, if you have a rough morning, leave the bed unmade, dishes stacked in the kitchen and your clothes on the floor, you can expect half a dozen friends will randomly stop over after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that if I ever meet a supermodel my prayers will be answered and she's going to want to come home with me... but only if my place is a wreck. Of course, if it's clean, she won't give me the time of day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4885602159724624078?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4885602159724624078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4885602159724624078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4885602159724624078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4885602159724624078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/murphys-law-of-cleaning.html' title='Murphy&apos;s law of cleaning'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3202688748462256424</id><published>2007-10-12T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:52:23.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Guy logic in action</title><content type='html'>I love it when conversations with my male friends provide a perfect insight into the male psyche. Take this conversation from the other night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kev's Friend: &lt;/span&gt;I met a girl the other night -- we have a date tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kev: &lt;/span&gt;Oh yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KF: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah. I was totally wasted. I wonder if I should have a few shots before our date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kev: &lt;/span&gt;To take the edge off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KF: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;No. S&lt;/span&gt;o she recognizes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kev: &lt;/span&gt;Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3202688748462256424?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3202688748462256424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3202688748462256424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3202688748462256424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3202688748462256424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/guy-logic-in-action.html' title='Guy logic in action'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-113634965639118408</id><published>2007-10-10T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:01:22.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Send the marines</title><content type='html'>Ladies, I have to give you credit.  When you get your girls together and head out to a bar, you don't go all willy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nilly&lt;/span&gt; like we guys do, when you go out you move like a well-trained military operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're strategic. You stake out your position in the bar, and you watch out for one another.  If a guy tries to make a move on one of your girls, you flank him in from all sides.  If his buddy tried to come in and help, you have two girls intercept him and dance with him so that he never even makes it to his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if one girl wants to go, even if one of you is getting along with a guy you met, you all leave.  If four girls go into a bar, there's four girls coming out. You're like the marines -- no man left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile we guys are the complete opposite. If one of our guys hits it off, or leaves with a girl, all bets are off. Even if you're in town from another country, and you are staying at his apartment, guy law states that you can't pull him away from the girl. Even if your buddy was the driver, and you live 200 miles away, tough luck. Pick-pocket his keys, call a cab or hike up your slacks, 'cause you're walking home, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a friend of mine left his heart medicine in our buddy's car. Our buddy was dancing with two of the hottest girls we've ever seen, so under no circumstances could we interrupt him. My friend, a devoted follower of guy law, did what any honorable friend would do -- he left our buddy alone, pounded one last Red Bull and vodka, gave himself a 300-volt shock with the bar's external &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defibrillator&lt;/span&gt;, and limped home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-113634965639118408?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113634965639118408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=113634965639118408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/113634965639118408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/113634965639118408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/send-marines.html' title='Send the marines'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-34324390600270112</id><published>2007-10-09T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:10:52.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Another sign you're a true New Yorker</title><content type='html'>When you see a prime parking spot you actually stop and consider if you should call a friend with a car and tell them about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-34324390600270112?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/34324390600270112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=34324390600270112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/34324390600270112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/34324390600270112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-sign-youre-true-new-yorker.html' title='Another sign you&apos;re a true New Yorker'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-113561470120539952</id><published>2007-10-08T16:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:15:29.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>A little reminder</title><content type='html'>My six-monthly bout of paranoia is setting in, so I feel like this is a good time to put out a little reminder -- this Web site is not intended to be a reflection of my life, it is the ramblings and writings of an observational comic sharing his material, focusing on 20-somethings life. Any mention of people, places of business or even myself should be taken as fiction (which isn't to say I haven't actually done/said some of the stupid things inside), and any incidents routed in truth may be deeply embellished and highly edited for comedic value. In other words, these writings are not meant to be an accurate reflection of reality -- they are for comedy and entertainment purposes only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will continue to enjoy Kev's Musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a reminder of other legal mumbo-jumbo &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2005/07/legal-disclaimer.html"&gt;here are some musings co-written with my lawyer and a picture of a really cute puppy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-113561470120539952?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/113561470120539952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=113561470120539952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/113561470120539952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/113561470120539952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-reminder.html' title='A little reminder'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1461268279168372296</id><published>2007-10-04T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:00:40.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Man law</title><content type='html'>If you're out with a few buddies on a work night, and one of them suggests a round of Jagermeister (or Jager-bombs) it's OK to slap him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1461268279168372296?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1461268279168372296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1461268279168372296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1461268279168372296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1461268279168372296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/man-law.html' title='Man law'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1050723126548249924</id><published>2007-10-01T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T19:44:37.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Brittney Spears loses custody of children to ex-spouse</title><content type='html'>I guess &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainment/story?id=3676547&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; answers the age old question of "how bad of a parent do you need to be to make Kevin Federline look like the responsible one?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1050723126548249924?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1050723126548249924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1050723126548249924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1050723126548249924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1050723126548249924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/10/brittney-spears-loses-custody-of.html' title='Brittney Spears loses custody of children to ex-spouse'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3373979529317955987</id><published>2007-09-29T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:46:00.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glossary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Kev's guide to understanding guys (vol XVII)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pre-booty call &lt;/span&gt;(verb) - The act of pre-arranging a &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=booty+call"&gt;booty call&lt;/a&gt;. Often by calling or texting much earlier in evening to see "if [someone] might be around 'later' that evening"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/05/kevs-guide-to-understanding-guys-vol.html"&gt;Kev's guide to understanding guys (vol XVI)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3373979529317955987?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3373979529317955987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3373979529317955987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3373979529317955987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3373979529317955987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/kevs-guide-to-understanding-guys-vol.html' title='Kev&apos;s guide to understanding guys (vol XVII)'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3080015494136896605</id><published>2007-09-18T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:35:31.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>No, Mom, I'm not sick, I'm just working on my Kermit the Frog impression</title><content type='html'>Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself staying home from work because you're sick, and your mother should happen to call, I'd highly advise lying and saying you're just taking the day off to relax. Otherwise, if your mom is anything like mine, she'll be so worried about your cold that she'll call you 30 times during the day and not let you get the rest you need, requiring you to take yet another day off from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3080015494136896605?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3080015494136896605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3080015494136896605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3080015494136896605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3080015494136896605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-mom-im-not-sick.html' title='No, Mom, I&apos;m not sick, I&apos;m just working on my Kermit the Frog impression'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4804034596132068498</id><published>2007-09-14T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T11:19:02.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Save the date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/02/ladies-beware.html"&gt;Yet another reason&lt;/a&gt; why I'll never be getting married.  My bride-to-be would have to agree to letting me put together a save the date like this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QyveJ8DQcU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QyveJ8DQcU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4804034596132068498?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4804034596132068498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4804034596132068498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4804034596132068498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4804034596132068498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/save-date.html' title='Save the date'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-529894953670174110</id><published>2007-09-06T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:29:59.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Amazon searches</title><content type='html'>I love Amazon.com, but I can't understand why it recommends the following books to me when I search for "Rugby for Dummies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/European-History-Dummies-Biography-Politics/dp/0764570609/ref=sr_1_6/103-8271370-4978219?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1189102762&amp;sr=8-6"&gt;&lt;span class="srTitle"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;European History for Dummies&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, this one makes a little sense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;The Romans for Dummies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(did the Romans invent rugby?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;Personal Development for Dummies  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I guess learning the rules of rugby could be seen as "personal development," but it's a bit of a stretch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DJing&lt;/span&gt; for Dummies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;Managing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; for Dummies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think, and I could be wrong, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PCOS&lt;/span&gt; is a computer programming language. Maybe they think after I learn about rugby that I'll develop software to help me play.)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;And my personal favorite...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="bindingBlock"&gt;Pregnancy for Dummies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I have no idea what rugby and pregnancy have in common. Maybe if I read both of these books I'll find out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-529894953670174110?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/529894953670174110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=529894953670174110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/529894953670174110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/529894953670174110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/amazon-searches.html' title='Amazon searches'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4043690138857369556</id><published>2007-09-05T17:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:53:33.272-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Taking the next step</title><content type='html'>The other day it hit me. I'm nearing 30, and not getting any younger. So I decided to take a big leap of faith and make the next step on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the commitment&lt;/span&gt; scale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, I bought a fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4043690138857369556?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4043690138857369556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4043690138857369556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4043690138857369556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4043690138857369556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/09/taking-next-step.html' title='Taking the next step'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6626505887544128689</id><published>2007-08-26T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T19:36:40.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>You look like me</title><content type='html'>It's funny when you meet the husband of a girl you used to date, and find that he looks a lot like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess her type must be "devastatingly handsome."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6626505887544128689?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6626505887544128689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6626505887544128689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6626505887544128689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6626505887544128689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-look-like-me.html' title='You look like me'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3354367841252763427</id><published>2007-08-21T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T19:59:54.585-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>A public service announcement</title><content type='html'>Sure, all you can eat sushi for $20 may seem like a good idea when you're sitting at the table, hungry, looking over the menu, but after you've polished off  14 rolls, an order of tempura and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miso&lt;/span&gt; soup, I guarantee you'll have a very different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, be sure to read the fine print. When you're that stuffed you'll find creative ways that don't include eating the left over rolls to get rid of pieces of sushi the restaurant wants to charge you $2 a pop for not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.myopera.com/Eddie_Lopez/blog/The_More_You_Know.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://files.myopera.com/Eddie_Lopez/blog/The_More_You_Know.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3354367841252763427?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3354367841252763427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3354367841252763427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3354367841252763427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3354367841252763427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/public-service-announcement.html' title='A public service announcement'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3234903539968632601</id><published>2007-08-19T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T10:11:22.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Do I know you from somewhere?</title><content type='html'>Last night, while having drinks with a few friends, we spotted these three girls at the bar who were very obviously trolling for guys. They didn't look very experienced at it based on the fact that their body language screamed "don't approach me" while they tried to make eye-contact with every guy in the bar. One girl looked downright angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour into the evening, well after we finished making of fun of the girls from our own table, it was my round to buy drinks, so I pushed into an opening at the bar -- not realizing it was next to these girls. About a 1/2 second after approaching the bar, Angry Girl taps me on the shoulder and asks, "do I know you from somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I know you from somewhere -- do people seriously still use this line?!? It's about as trite and overused as "come here often?" She should have saved herself the embarrassment and just asked me if I'm a Libra, or if I injured myself when I fell from heaven -- Barely were these words out of my mouth when we discover we were in the same football league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has two thumbs and needs to learn to keep his mouth shut? This guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3234903539968632601?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3234903539968632601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3234903539968632601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3234903539968632601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3234903539968632601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-i-know-you-from-somewhere.html' title='Do I know you from somewhere?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-3224924853576941789</id><published>2007-08-17T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T07:48:12.998-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Play it again Sam</title><content type='html'>Sitting here this morning, head in hands, next to large glass of water and a bottle of Advil while trying to get ready for work, I some how keep coming back to &lt;a href="http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2005/08/note-to-myself.html"&gt;this concept&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to heed my own advice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-3224924853576941789?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/3224924853576941789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=3224924853576941789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3224924853576941789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/3224924853576941789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/play-it-again-sam.html' title='Play it again Sam'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5903094862271975965</id><published>2007-08-15T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:51:08.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Born to play</title><content type='html'>I hate to admit it, but I'm addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NBC's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/The_Singing_Bee/about/index.shtml"&gt;The Singing Bee.&lt;/a&gt; The show is cheesy, but I've never felt born to play a game show before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, my addiction to karaoke could actually pay off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5903094862271975965?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5903094862271975965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5903094862271975965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5903094862271975965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5903094862271975965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate-to-admit-it-but-id-addicted-to.html' title='Born to play'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8477772266972364323</id><published>2007-08-06T23:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:21:57.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Ladies, please</title><content type='html'>Something to keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iSlPoQm2XY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iSlPoQm2XY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8477772266972364323?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8477772266972364323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8477772266972364323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8477772266972364323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8477772266972364323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/ladies-please.html' title='Ladies, please'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1305857816843996786</id><published>2007-08-03T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T08:16:15.828-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>G-mail ads</title><content type='html'>I think the ads in G-mail are trying to mess with me. I don't know how this is related to the content of my last few conversations, but its giving me links on weight loss tips, for Propecia and the most recent asked if I'm a "slacker mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great - apparently my e-mail thinks I'm a fat, bald woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1305857816843996786?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1305857816843996786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1305857816843996786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1305857816843996786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1305857816843996786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/08/g-mail-ads.html' title='G-mail ads'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1206276700003262336</id><published>2007-07-29T19:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T19:15:36.640-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>A friendly piece of advice for my male reader</title><content type='html'>When you meet your buddy's new girlfriend for the first time, try not to call her by his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ex's&lt;/span&gt; name. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; she won't take to that very kindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, it isn't alright to ask if she was your waitress the night before at Hooters (even if she was...).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1206276700003262336?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1206276700003262336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1206276700003262336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1206276700003262336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1206276700003262336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/friendly-piece-of-advice-for-my-male.html' title='A friendly piece of advice for my male reader'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5419551965470297485</id><published>2007-07-28T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T19:20:17.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>New weight loss regimine</title><content type='html'>I just discovered the best way to lose weight - go biking hungover. It's that perfect mix of exercise and bulimia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5419551965470297485?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5419551965470297485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5419551965470297485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5419551965470297485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5419551965470297485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-weight-loss-regimine.html' title='New weight loss regimine'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-343871560425999691</id><published>2007-07-14T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:39:50.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Buying my allegance</title><content type='html'>In recent months I've become a big fan of Amnesty International. If they didn't exist, I might not have any return address labels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-343871560425999691?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/343871560425999691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=343871560425999691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/343871560425999691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/343871560425999691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/buying-my-allegance.html' title='Buying my allegance'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-6558267590831028378</id><published>2007-07-13T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:13:27.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Bring back that loving feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMV-WqRglRY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMV-WqRglRY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night during farewell drinks for a coworker, a few of us serenaded her with the Righteous Brothers' "You've Lost That Loving Feeling," Top Gun style. What worries me isn't that we won't be allowed back at New World Grill (although we probably won't any time soon) but that this is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second time this month&lt;/span&gt; that this has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they have a 12 step program for this? I'm beginning to it may be a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-6558267590831028378?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/6558267590831028378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=6558267590831028378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6558267590831028378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/6558267590831028378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/bring-back-that-loving-feeling.html' title='Bring back that loving feeling'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4491709157929008736</id><published>2007-07-08T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T00:10:13.943-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>Talking bout my generation</title><content type='html'>After seeing Roger Waters perform in concert tonight, I've concluded that I never experimented enough with drugs to understand Pink Floyd... and I'm totally OK with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4491709157929008736?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4491709157929008736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4491709157929008736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4491709157929008736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4491709157929008736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/talking-bout-my-generation.html' title='Talking bout my generation'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4744648389384781657</id><published>2007-07-04T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:43:32.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object2/41/5/n2208523152_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 116px;" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object2/41/5/n2208523152_2117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of diplomacy, to celebrate America's 231st birthday (she doesn't look a day over 225!) let's give Ohio and Florida back to England.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4744648389384781657?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4744648389384781657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4744648389384781657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4744648389384781657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4744648389384781657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy birthday America'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4678539948758371381</id><published>2007-07-04T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:47:26.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>On bachelor parties</title><content type='html'>I've come to the conclusion that we're throwing bachelor parties for the wrong people. Instead of arranging them for our buddies who are getting married we should be throwing them for our friends who have recently gotten &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my logic. Who do you think needs a weekend of wild debauchery, gambling and strippers more,  the guy we're preparing to send off to marital bliss or the guy who just got out of a two-year relationship and in the confusing hours after the split is afraid he may never have fun or see a naked woman again?  Exactly - the later.  Plus, it would be a great pick-me-up -- maybe even something the guy can look forward to during the long and painful hours of discussion that go into splitting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the honor of being a groomsman several times now and even the best man. I'm beginning to think that some people are starting to put me in their wedding party solely because of my impressive wedding resume - especially when I'm not even close friends with the couple.  I think it's because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bride is&lt;/span&gt; confident that I've done this enough times now to know what I'm doing so that I'll keep the groom and his buddies in line and on track with his wedding duties, while the guy knows I've arranged a legendary bachelor party on more than one occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4678539948758371381?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4678539948758371381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4678539948758371381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4678539948758371381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4678539948758371381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/on-bachelor-parties.html' title='On bachelor parties'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1334069884606324091</id><published>2007-07-02T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:45:53.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>I like my bathroom REALLY clean</title><content type='html'>According to the directions on a can of Comet, you should sprinkle it on your sink, tub and toilet for 15 seconds and then wipe and rinse to clean. If you also want to disinfect, you should leave the Comet on for five minutes before wiping and rinsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think I subconsciously like my bathroom really, really clean, because I sprinkled Comet onto my sink, tub and toilet, forgot about it and went to work for 12 HOURS before I came home to wipe and rinse it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take advantage of my new super-cleanliness, if you come over to my place over the next few days, don't be surprised if I offer to serve you dinner in my tub.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-1334069884606324091?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1334069884606324091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1334069884606324091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1334069884606324091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1334069884606324091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-like-my-bathroom-really-clean.html' title='I like my bathroom REALLY clean'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-1517466797904740229</id><published>2007-06-29T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T11:47:31.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>The most beautiful girl in the room (the whole wide room)</title><content type='html'>I finally caught Flight of the Conchords. Brilliant. If you don't watch this show, here's what you're missing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7vgY0yEs9Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7vgY0yEs9Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/8632842-1517466797904740229?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/1517466797904740229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=1517466797904740229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1517466797904740229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/1517466797904740229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/06/most-beautiful-girl-in-room.html' title='The most beautiful girl in the room (the whole wide room)'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-4029732132811841936</id><published>2007-06-27T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:34:35.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><title type='text'>Nature's steam room</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I'm no longer going to waste time steaming my clothes in the morning.  The 90+ degree New York Weather with about 5000% humidity blasts any wrinkles out of my clothes for me on the way into the office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-4029732132811841936?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/4029732132811841936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=4029732132811841936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4029732132811841936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/4029732132811841936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/06/natures-steam-room.html' title='Nature&apos;s steam room'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-8605995314205586499</id><published>2007-06-02T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T10:08:07.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Swear jar</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of putting a swear jar at my desk, except the way I tend to curse at work, I'm afraid I'd owe more than my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;salary&lt;/span&gt; in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8LCX_BkkOA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-8605995314205586499?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/8605995314205586499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=8605995314205586499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8605995314205586499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/8605995314205586499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/06/swear-jar.html' title='Swear jar'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-5057747976328172907</id><published>2007-06-01T07:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:01:32.962-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kev&apos;s view'/><title type='text'>You're inviting me? Seriously?</title><content type='html'>Last night I received a wedding invitation that seemed to come out of the blue. Normally you have some idea that you'll be receiving an invite to the wedding, but I never saw this coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surprise wasn't because I didn't know the couple was engaged, it was just that I had only met the bride once -- and I've still never met the groom. Maybe this is the price I pay because the bride drove me to the airport about a year ago -- now she wants a wedding present in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the wedding invite was almost as awkward as the time I received a baby announcement from an ex-girlfriend. I was wondering if it was a creative way of telling me  the child was mine, until friends assured me that  the 27 months since we had broken up was awful long for a pregnancy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-5057747976328172907?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/5057747976328172907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=5057747976328172907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5057747976328172907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/5057747976328172907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-inviting-me-seriously.html' title='You&apos;re inviting me? Seriously?'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632842.post-7684951013188858354</id><published>2007-05-25T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:33:23.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Modern celebrity sightings</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon, while walking home from work, I nearly ran right into Jessica Simpson. The funny thing is that I almost didn't recognize her with out the words "MUTE" in green across her forehead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8632842-7684951013188858354?l=kevsmusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/feeds/7684951013188858354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8632842&amp;postID=7684951013188858354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7684951013188858354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8632842/posts/default/7684951013188858354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevsmusings.blogspot.com/2007/05/modern-celebrity-sightings.html' title='Modern celebrity sightings'/><author><name>Kevin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qxEOCd1JVQM/R9utYk1L72I/AAAAAAAAACo/Eg9JPzjmvYU/S220/n563190400_2286097_7149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
