<?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-5510272</id><updated>2011-06-08T01:42:14.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blakey's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Name:  Blakey Walker
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Location:  Midwestern State
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Reading:  Knife of Dreams
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Watching:  Will &amp; Grace
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Last played game:  Kingdom Hearts 2.  Oh yeah.
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Last movie:  Crash.  So good.
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Last song:  "Walk the Dinosaur" Was Not Was</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-114408184963743543</id><published>2006-04-03T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T11:30:49.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><summary type='text'>Awww, man, now that song's gonna be stuck in my head.  Anyway, yeah.  So I haven't posted in a good long while.  Why?  Real life, to an extent.  Then there's Myspace.  Yeah, I've been cheating on Blogger with Myspace.  At first I tried to post on both, but it's like the Bible says.  You can't serve two masters.  OK, so maybe that's not exactly what the Bible meant, but it's kinda true.  And now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/114408184963743543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/114408184963743543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114408184963743543' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113942728067184729</id><published>2006-02-08T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T13:34:40.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop me if you've heard this one... I walk into a bar...</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I was at a bar.  That surprises a few of you, I'm sure, but those of you who were with me are less surprised, I imagine.  I only went because my friends were giving a little performance and I usually try to support my friends and whatnot.  Other than that, the smoke is enough to make me wanna steer clear of bars.  Anyway.  I was sitting there, Paula's show was taking a break, and a friend's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113942728067184729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113942728067184729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113942728067184729' title='Stop me if you&apos;ve heard this one... I walk into a bar...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113937396683902656</id><published>2006-02-07T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:46:06.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's pretty good, ya know?</title><summary type='text'>I got cast in a One Act!  And it's one of the best of the options for this year.  Oddly, I'll be using the same dialect for this One Act as I did for the last one (New York kinda thing) and it's being directed by the long-time girlfriend of the guy who was an actor in the one I was in last year.  Not really surprising, seeing as how I could have connected the guy to any person in the theatre (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113937396683902656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113937396683902656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113937396683902656' title='Life&apos;s pretty good, ya know?'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113936375011153583</id><published>2006-02-07T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:55:50.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Blake.  You have 50 new hits to your site cuz I got into the template and tried to fix those colors on the sides of the screen.  Well, after about an hour of tinkering, I give up.  I don't know what it's prob is.  Oh well.  Tell me when you want a new template, and I'll hook it up for ya with all the bells and whistles included.  :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113936375011153583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113936375011153583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113936375011153583' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113797186037961371</id><published>2006-01-22T17:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:17:40.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww, heart-warminess.</title><summary type='text'>Someone just IMed me a consolation thing based on my movie post.  Wanted to thank her, but she disappeared, so I figure the next time she checks here, she'll see this.  Cause it could slip my mind the next time we're both online.  Also?  Life's pretty good right now.  Nothing's really changed, but I think life's going alright.  Maybe it's cause I've had time to just sit down and draw some stuff.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113797186037961371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113797186037961371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113797186037961371' title='Awww, heart-warminess.'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113788025984655518</id><published>2006-01-21T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T15:50:59.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright.</title><summary type='text'>I've calmed down a bit now.  So I suppose an explanation is in order.  I went to see Underworld: Evolution at the first showing yesterday.  As we sit down, Paula gets a phone call.  It's Lindsey, calling to tell Paula that the instructor for her telecourse has finally set the meeting to give her and her fellow students all the info they need for the course.  But the meeting is at 3:30 that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113788025984655518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113788025984655518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113788025984655518' title='Alright.'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113779482615583401</id><published>2006-01-20T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:07:06.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a deep breath</title><summary type='text'>SONUVABITCH!!Thank you for your time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113779482615583401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113779482615583401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113779482615583401' title='Take a deep breath'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113778123750209502</id><published>2006-01-20T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:20:37.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Galore!</title><summary type='text'>Mmmm, Underworld: Evolution.  I'm headed to see it this afternoon at 1:30.  I figure that'll be reasonably safe, since the high-schoolersshould still be in class.  Here's hoping the previews are good, too.  I loves me my previews.  Guns and supernatural turf wars oughta make this movie good.  Also, I've seen a lot of nice things about KH2.  It's out in Japan, and IGN has the intro and the dredits</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113778123750209502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113778123750209502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113778123750209502' title='Movies Galore!'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113752513023836146</id><published>2006-01-17T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T13:12:10.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehe... Fun.</title><summary type='text'>Ten Top Trivia Tips about Blakey!  If a snake is born with two heads, the heads will fight over who gets Blakey.Contrary to popular belief, Blakey is not successful at sobering up a drunk person, and in many cases he may actually increase the adverse effects of alcohol!The average human spends about 30 days during their life in Blakey.It's bad luck to put Blakey on a bed!Ideally, Blakey should be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113752513023836146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113752513023836146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113752513023836146' title='Hehe... Fun.'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113718737291258979</id><published>2006-01-13T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:22:52.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Booya!</title><summary type='text'>You Passed 8th Grade MathCongratulations, you got 10/10 correct!Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?Aced it!  I'm smart and I have an internet quiz to prove it!  Muahahaha!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113718737291258979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113718737291258979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113718737291258979' title='Booya!'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113711099265262940</id><published>2006-01-12T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:09:52.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm... Cable... Aghahaaagghgagh...</title><summary type='text'>If you don't get the Simpson's reference, you are stupid.  Yes, I'm back at school, got my cable, all is right with the world.  Though I'll miss my friends from home.  I'd almost forgotten how much I'd missed them.Recap the holiday?  Why, if you insist.  Wonderful Christmas, saw family, friends, a few gifts.  It was good.  New Years Eve sucked.  Someone ditched me.  Someone I thought better of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113711099265262940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113711099265262940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113711099265262940' title='Mmmm... Cable... Aghahaaagghgagh...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113415602097467865</id><published>2005-12-09T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:20:20.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me...</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm officially 20 now.  Didn't do much for my birthday, hopefully I'll have a chance to celebrate properly this weekend.  Why, you ask?  Auditions for Snoopy the Musical.  They went well, and I managed to sing in front of them without freaking out.  But I didn't make callbacks.  I'll admit it bothers me since there are 3 definite male parts (Woodstock is male or female) and only seven guys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113415602097467865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113415602097467865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113415602097467865' title='Happy Birthday to me...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113384756436753861</id><published>2005-12-05T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:39:24.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen from Yu...</title><summary type='text'>1. One secret2. One compliment3. One non-compliment, criticism, or insult.4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.5. Lyrics to your favorite song.6. How old you are.7. How long we've been friends8. And a hint to who you are9. After you do it for me, put it in your blog and see who does it for youDon't forget to answer anonymously so it doesn't ruin the game!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113384756436753861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113384756436753861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113384756436753861' title='Stolen from Yu...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113347295223884709</id><published>2005-12-01T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:35:52.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of being a nerd...</title><summary type='text'>I might be a nerd, but I could be more nerd-ish.  It's not like I play Dungeons and Dragons, or anything.  Just take quizzes on them.I Am A: Lawful Good Half-Elf Ranger FighterAlignment:Lawful Good characters are the epitome of all that is just and good. They believe in order and governments that work for the benefit of all, and generally do not mind doing direct work to further their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113347295223884709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113347295223884709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113347295223884709' title='Speaking of being a nerd...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113323909476091469</id><published>2005-11-28T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:38:14.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being proud of who you are</title><summary type='text'>Pride is essential.  That's one of the reasons I can't deny what I've always known.  The fact is that I'm... you know this is rather difficult to admit... I'm a nerd.  Undoubtedly.  And if you do doubt it, you are a fool.  Considering how many times I've discussed Advent Children (ask me about that one on one if you'd like some juicy details on that front) and Kingdom Hearts 2.  But I'm not the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113323909476091469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113323909476091469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113323909476091469' title='Being proud of who you are'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113181900331913307</id><published>2005-11-12T11:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:10:03.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a matter of trust</title><summary type='text'>Two people have just recently put an extraordinary amount of trust in me recently.  Perhaps some of you wouldn't find that surprising, but it's not all that often people tell me their deepest, darkest secrets.  Perhaps they think I'll be all judgemental or something.  But that isn't my style.  At least it isn't anymore, I can't really vouch for my younger days.  I've grown since then, though, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113181900331913307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113181900331913307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113181900331913307' title='It&apos;s a matter of trust'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113139042251604517</id><published>2005-11-07T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:07:02.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Developments</title><summary type='text'>I spent Saturday judging the Holliday speech meet.  Not something I ever thought I was gonna do, seeing as how Holliday's band and Jim Ned's band never got along together.  But there I was doing a favor for their speech department (not getting paid, I might point out), and kinda enjoying myself.  Then I ran into the sponser from Haskell.  Who just happens to be the same lady who taught me fourth </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113139042251604517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113139042251604517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113139042251604517' title='Interesting Developments'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113137431653363950</id><published>2005-11-07T08:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T08:38:36.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick post</title><summary type='text'> You scored as Captain Jack Sparrow. Roguish,quick-witted, and incredibly lucky, Jack Sparrow is a pirate who sometimes ends up being a hero, against his better judgement. Captain Jack looks out for #1, but he can be counted on (usually) to do the right thing. He has an incredibly persuasive tongue, a mind that borders on genius or insanity, and an incredible talent for getting into trouble and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113137431653363950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113137431653363950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113137431653363950' title='Quick post'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113047571722824631</id><published>2005-10-27T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:01:57.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz...</title><summary type='text'> You scored as April O'Neil. You try too hard to make yourself known.  You are ambitious and intellectual, don't worry! You'll make your mark on the world one way or another.April O'Neil68%Mater Splinter (The Rat)64%Donatello64%Leonardo54%Michaelangelo46%Raphael21%Which teenage mutant ninja turtle are you?created with QuizFarm.comCome on, you knew it was coming.  Though I'm surprised by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113047571722824631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113047571722824631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113047571722824631' title='Another Quiz...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-113044922397804690</id><published>2005-10-27T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:40:24.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Pobresita...</title><summary type='text'>So, Paula hurt herself.  More badly than usual.  So, in addition to worrying about her, now I feel guilty for not having posted as I had said I would.  That makes this a pity post, I suppose, though I've plenty to talk about.  Such as getting ambushed by a couple of mormons on a missionary, um.... mission.  They're here to save us all and make sure we order a book of Mormon.  Not exactly kosher </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113044922397804690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/113044922397804690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113044922397804690' title='Mi Pobresita...'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112898551764368918</id><published>2005-10-10T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:46:20.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz-a-rific... wait, this is a title space?!</title><summary type='text'>Your Hair Should Be PinkHyper, insane, and a boatload of fun.You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow.What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?Take the quiz at dicepool.comI dunno, found the quizzes on a random blog, took them, thought the results were kinda funny. And thank you to whoever made the title space on my blog. I don't know if there's really a person behind it or not, but I'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112898551764368918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112898551764368918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112898551764368918' title='Quiz-a-rific... wait, this is a title space?!'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112896250776030165</id><published>2005-10-10T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T11:47:50.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TA DA</title><summary type='text'>now there are titles.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112896250776030165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112896250776030165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112896250776030165' title='TA DA'/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112892246569760479</id><published>2005-10-10T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:34:25.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, A) Show week is OVER!  B)  Homework isn't... ahem.  C)  Waiting... as in the movie?  SO very good.  Quotable, funny, but definitely deserving of the R rating.  So, no kids.  And if you go... don't you dare, DON'T YOU DARE, leave until the very end of the credits.  I mean, if you haven't seen the inbetween movie trivia game start up, sit your butt down.  Stay, you will be rewarded for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112892246569760479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112892246569760479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112892246569760479' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112884151033268276</id><published>2005-10-09T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T02:05:10.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... *yawns*  Show week is almost over.  So, almost back to my freetime.  And then we'll be starting Angels in America.  A very interesting play.  And still looking forward to Halloween, of course.  And right now, I'm pretty much just poting for the sake of posting.  So... disregard this, if you wish.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112884151033268276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112884151033268276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112884151033268276' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112853038597496257</id><published>2005-10-05T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:39:45.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me just clarify one little thing.  No matter what I've said, here on this blog or to your face if I know you, I love my family.  They made me what I am, and I'm ok with who I've become.  Strange as I may be.  If you know me, you probably know how much I care about my family.  If you don't know me, then know you're aware of how much they mean to me.  Why do I take the time to say this now?  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112853038597496257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112853038597496257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112853038597496257' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112845809154158664</id><published>2005-10-04T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T15:34:56.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got good news and bad news.  Good news is that I'm alive and well.  And also that there is no bad news.  Well, nothing newsworthy, anyway.  Bought some actual earrings to wear.  Yay on that.  In other news, I'm mega busy.  That whole "show week" thing.  Lughnasa opens this week and we're all racing to finish stuff.  Though I put all my hours in by working every week, not by being on running </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112845809154158664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112845809154158664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112845809154158664' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112811401015828157</id><published>2005-09-30T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T16:01:38.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And... another post.  Maybe I'll go for a record or something.Saw Corpse Bride. LOVED it. It was better than the Nightmare Before Christmas. Maybe. Either way, really good and worth seeing. I'm already considering seeing it again. But I've also got my eye on Serenity. Certainly gonna see that one. While Flightplan and Just Like Heaven are on the maybe's list. Haven't really heard a lot about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112811401015828157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112811401015828157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112811401015828157' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112774173714924335</id><published>2005-09-26T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T08:35:39.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So... I'm alive.  No, really, I am.  X-Men Legends 2 came out.  I bought it, and subsequently became addicted.  School's going wonderfully.  The new pledges of Alpha Psi survived pledge week, which is good.  Cause a couple of the new kids are pretty cute.  Taken, but cute.  In bigger news, Adevent Children has been released in Japan.  Someone there leaked the movie to the net and even subtitled </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112774173714924335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112774173714924335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112774173714924335' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-112346850450209481</id><published>2005-08-07T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T21:35:04.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's to December being the most kick @$$ month of the freakin' year!!!!!!!!!This edited post brought to you by Square-Enix and Disney Interactive.  And now a word from our sponsors.-------------------------------------------When you walk away, you don't hear me say Please, oh baby, don't go. Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel, tonight. It's hard to let it go.Coming December </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112346850450209481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/112346850450209481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112346850450209481' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111993402453337808</id><published>2005-06-27T23:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:47:04.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's been awhile, huh?  Blogging always hits the back burner when I go home.  No decent internet kinda demands that.  Plus I've been busy.  Dad freaked out the minute I got home for the summer and starts demanding I get a job, which was what I was planning to do anyway.  But he puts huge amounts of stress on me and makes it quite obvious he won't be giving me any money to survive on this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111993402453337808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111993402453337808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111993402453337808' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111993402444616374</id><published>2005-06-27T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:47:04.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's been awhile, huh?  Blogging always hits the back burner when I go home.  No decent internet kinda demands that.  Plus I've been busy.  Dad freaked out the minute I got home for the summer and starts demanding I get a job, which was what I was planning to do anyway.  But he puts huge amounts of stress on me and makes it quite obvious he won't be giving me any money to survive on this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111993402444616374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111993402444616374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111993402444616374' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111766661494746025</id><published>2005-06-01T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T17:56:54.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess what?!One... I am off my blog breakTwo... Walmart sells seaweed sheets!I am so excited that I am crunching away as we speak... I mean type... no read... well you know!Peace out.love you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111766661494746025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111766661494746025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111766661494746025' title=''/><author><name>Zoya Lily</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111592994672009580</id><published>2005-05-12T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T15:32:26.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I'm SICK of packing.  It's no fun at all.  I'm dreading breaking the compy down.  Don't like losing my connection to the rest of the world.  Two of my roomies have left, so it's just me and Michael now.  Not that he's here at the moment, but he'll be back soon enough.  Moving on...I'm in trouble with dear Rakkel...Rachie says:OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGRachie says:you got your f-ing ear pierced </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111592994672009580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111592994672009580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111592994672009580' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111587251610976673</id><published>2005-05-11T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:35:16.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's been a while.  Too long.  But it's not really by choice, it's mainly by force.  Errrr... you know what I mean.  First off, I went to contest my ticket, which should mean that it was done today.  But that's not how our system works.  I now have a court date for June 20th at 3:00 pm.  In Wichita Falls, because there's no way to transfer down to there for this.  And I'll have to change the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111587251610976673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111587251610976673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111587251610976673' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111526981379576028</id><published>2005-05-04T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T00:10:13.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I've calmed down.  My roomies are gonna back me up, and we'll get it squared away.  If there's any chance of contesting it, I'll take it.  And probably win, since I had nothing to do with what was going on.  So, moving on...  We had elections for Alpha Psi officers for next year.I was nominated repeatedly, but there were only 3 postions I would have even considered.  Vice President (main</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111526981379576028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111526981379576028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111526981379576028' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111508371415887901</id><published>2005-05-02T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:17:24.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does the phrase "meat-shield" mean ANYthing to you?  It sure as heck does to me.Do I sound angry?  I am.  You wanna know why?  Fine, I'll tell you.It was Saturday night and the One Acts were finally over. So I get back to my apartment at about 11, and find my roommate Michael has some friends over. That's ok, it's just a couple, no big deal, right? Well, I get on the compy and waste time for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111508371415887901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111508371415887901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111508371415887901' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111466623490469701</id><published>2005-04-28T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T00:30:34.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, just a quick update.  My show went by and it was wonderful.  This week I've been spending almost every waking moment at the theatre, so as of Sunday, I'll go through my typical symptoms of post-stress trauma.  Which boils down to finding time to play FF8 for a few hours, at least.  Other than than, there isn't much to tell.  So I'll yell later.  Ciao!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111466623490469701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111466623490469701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111466623490469701' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111427762989282226</id><published>2005-04-23T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:33:49.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Opening night was last night.  It was a blast.  A good performance followed by a nice dinner with Mom, Dad, and Gran.  They drove in to see it and seemed to enjoy it.  Luckily I didn't curse in this one.  I did  flip a guy off, though.  None of them mentioned it.  Wonder how they took it.  One more show tonight, then I'm done with the One Act.  I'll still have soundboard next week, but like I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111427762989282226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111427762989282226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111427762989282226' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111405277083431048</id><published>2005-04-20T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:06:10.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess what!  Our school's paper wrote an article about the One Acts, and had to use a photo of one of them.  They picked ours.  Booya!  Click the link here to see it!  And if you are interested in the article (what on earth is wrong with you if you are?) then tell me and I'll get it to you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111405277083431048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111405277083431048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111405277083431048' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111402424646211882</id><published>2005-04-20T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:10:46.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Wonders why on earth he isn't taking a nap*Yeah, I'm a little tired.  This entire week is set aside for One Act dress rehearsals.  For all four shows, of course.  So I've been staying busy.  And I have to find time to watch run-throughs of all of next week's shows.  I'm running soundboard for them, so I have to know what's going on.  It'll be fun to do, but it means next week I'll be at school </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111402424646211882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111402424646211882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111402424646211882' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111380213216242834</id><published>2005-04-17T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:28:52.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good news!  I've made it to the end of this week.  Which means only one more late-night rehearsal for Stuffings, I'm officially a member (not just pledge) of Alpha Psi Omega, and I've survived (if not aced) two tests at once.  With that being said, I kind of want to get something lined up in my thinking.I'm moving home for the summer.  Which is good... and bad.  Life's just so different at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111380213216242834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111380213216242834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111380213216242834' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111354513635782995</id><published>2005-04-15T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T01:05:36.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, just walked in the door from the theatre.  Spent almost the entire day there thanks to rehearsal (which Cynthia was kind enough to cut short) and to finishing my flat for Scene Construction class.  It's pretty much done, so I finally called it a day and drove home.  Makes me tired to realize what time it is.  And apparently, when I get tired, I become more vulnerable to saying something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111354513635782995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111354513635782995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111354513635782995' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111344164277944240</id><published>2005-04-13T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:33:25.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't updated in a week, but it's because I haven't really had time. If you want, I can give you a whole list of what's going down right now, but I don't feel like typing it for no reason. Suffice to say, classes are assigning tests and projects, our One Act is getting even busier (even LONGER rehearsals), and Alpha Psi isfinally gettting around to the induction phase. Which means some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111344164277944240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111344164277944240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111344164277944240' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111272896716211137</id><published>2005-04-05T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T14:22:47.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been made even more happy than usual.  I don't have time to work on Otarien Chronicle and send it to Nan, yet, but I have discovered something.  Square-Enix has opened an english version of the official Advent Children site.  I'm very excited about this.  A step in the right direction.  Visit it here.  Even if you aren't big on the idea, try watching the trailer and reading the two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111272896716211137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111272896716211137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111272896716211137' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111257928568761368</id><published>2005-04-03T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:48:05.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, first of all:  Sin City.  Interesting movie.  More notable for the way it's done than what is done.  Srtsy and skillful, but it does boil down to a disjointed, trippy version of Canterbury tales.  Take a few stories in a no holds barred, gun 'em down city, and tie them together very loosely, and do them in black and white.  That's Sin City.In other news... well, I supposed I've forgotten</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111257928568761368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111257928568761368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111257928568761368' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111252054721169243</id><published>2005-04-03T04:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T04:29:07.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yayayayayayay!  If you've taken the time to look at Nan's site, you might have found some very nice artwork on there.  That's right, she's an artist.  And she wants to do something along the lines of a webcomic, but has no real direction to go with as far as writing.Answered prayer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111252054721169243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111252054721169243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111252054721169243' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111247071548510226</id><published>2005-04-02T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:38:35.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Compulsive reltionship seeker?  *points at the quiz below*  Could there be a grain of truth to that?  Let's stop and think, shall we?  The last two girls I seriously considered dating were both dating someone at the time.  So what did I do?  I simply pledged my heart to them (without being so bold as to let them know I was doing it) and waited for them to either strike gold with their boyfriends,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111247071548510226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111247071548510226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111247071548510226' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111230711362428598</id><published>2005-03-31T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:11:53.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found a real quick quiz over on Nan's site.  Took it for fun, wasn't expecting to post the results, but then I looked at them.  And cracked up over who some of my fellow Hydrogens are... Hydrogen (H)Lucky Number 1 You are a real lightweight, Hydrogen. You don't even have a neutron most of the time - what kind of an effort is that??? Your acid tongue can get you in real trouble, but to your credit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111230711362428598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111230711362428598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111230711362428598' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111221093212752371</id><published>2005-03-30T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:28:52.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogger's giving me trouble again.  Hope this posts.  As you can see, I've tossed a few new links up.  Danea's rarely updated blog, Nan's livejournal, and Yu's livejournal.  Course, Nan and Yu both go by different names, but that's ok.  I encourage you to at least take a quick look at Nan's, simply because she said she loves me.  And Ita, but I glossed over that part.  It's good to feel loved.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111221093212752371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111221093212752371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111221093212752371' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111211957378865969</id><published>2005-03-29T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T12:06:13.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, TL hit 400, so I suppose I owe her a post as promised.  I haven't met her, haven't spoken with her on the phone.  All the contact I've had with her has been over the internet.  Odd?  Maybe.  A friendship like that would bug my mom if I told her.  But I consider TL a friend anyway, and I'm grateful to her for watching over Rakkel during her first year of school.  And TL's pretty good at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111211957378865969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111211957378865969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111211957378865969' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111151905732683616</id><published>2005-03-22T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:17:37.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so my compy wasn't blocked.  Which irritates me, cause it was at one time.  I know, cause I made sure of it and spent 2 hours doing it to do it right.  But I am blocked now, so everything should be working well.  And can I applaud those that came and upped my hits to 16 in a single day?  That may be small potatoes to some, but it's like an all time high here.  So thanks for checking.  And </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111151905732683616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111151905732683616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111151905732683616' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111146688771479707</id><published>2005-03-21T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T23:03:09.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I'm back at school. Til Thursday. It was a long week, I have to say. First of all, though, I got my hair done. Cut and dyed. It's now short enough to make my dad smile, and it's brown again. Which makes everyone else smile.Spring Break was filled with friends, family, laughter, and less sleep than I had originally planned. It was far from perfect, and it's disturbing how happy I was to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111146688771479707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111146688771479707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111146688771479707' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111082666004229381</id><published>2005-03-14T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T12:57:40.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am, back at home.  It's time for some well-deserved R&amp;R.  Though I'm sure Dad has plans for me to spend my time "productively".  Which basically means selling my soul, but at least there are water breaks.  And the lovely weather that showed up just in time for Spring Break has disappeared.  Disturbing.  I've lost my cable tv, cable net, nearby McDonalds... I'll have trouble surviving.  But</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111082666004229381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111082666004229381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111082666004229381' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-111022469486302707</id><published>2005-03-07T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T13:52:21.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, just got back from my make-up test. For a make-up test, you just put on the make-up as best you can. Today's was fat/thin make-up. So my left side has gained 20 pounds while my right side has become anorexic. Feel sad cause you aren't here to see it? Don't be. I'm taking pics with a disposable camera of every test I take. Then I'll post them on here at the end of the semester. It'll be fun, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111022469486302707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/111022469486302707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111022469486302707' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110989218355716346</id><published>2005-03-03T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:41:17.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HIT 250 went by. I didn't see who it was, but they were kind enough to point it out. Don't think she's digging for compliments, do you? Just kidding, I owe her a great deal. There are few people in the world I trust more than Danea, but I think she knows that. I could also write about how much I love the girl, but she knows that, too. I could say that I'd do anything for her, that I'll help her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110989218355716346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110989218355716346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110989218355716346' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110980449479777055</id><published>2005-03-02T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T20:42:08.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Son of a stinkin gun! Another knock at the door this afternoon. Guess what? French Quarter rep hands me a note that says me and my roomies have to show up at the office tomorrow altogether. I may have to hurt them. Either they are taking things over the top by giving a two-fo-one punishment deal, or they are really late in bringing up a complaint. Or the complaint is very, very new. Either way, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110980449479777055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110980449479777055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110980449479777055' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110979661292360871</id><published>2005-03-02T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T14:50:12.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, just got back from the disciplinary meeting.  Not a big thing in the least.  One of the guys who usually hangs with my roomies came along to be a witness, so when asked why he was there, he told the guy that I wasn't there that weekend.  He asked my roomies if they would verify it, which they did, then he told me I was free to go.  They've had time to get back, and they say all they got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110979661292360871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110979661292360871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110979661292360871' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110978194154780402</id><published>2005-03-02T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T10:45:41.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Would you believe that sometimes I'm too creative for my own good?  I came up with another idea for a webcomic.  That makes 4 I want to do.  This new one, though, is special.  Cause it's fairly realistic.  Realism being something I have trouble with when it comes to creating things.  The really odd thing is that I've already gotten ideas for the name.  Something like Almost There or Almost Home.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110978194154780402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110978194154780402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110978194154780402' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110971228687718013</id><published>2005-03-01T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:24:46.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, so I'm planning on heading to A-Kon, right?  Well, I recently found out that one of my favorite webcomic's author will be there at a booth.  Hang on, let me change my music... One Winged Angel is good, but not exactly mood music.  So Juno will be at a booth, plugging Star Cross'd Destiny (which is good enough to make my links list, which is pretty choosy) so I decided to subscribe to her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110971228687718013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110971228687718013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110971228687718013' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110965021683568994</id><published>2005-02-28T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T22:39:05.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:1. Blake2. BlakeyFox3. FoxxxyTHREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:1. Blakey32. BibleBoyB3. Not Applicable (I've only had two)THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:1. my optimism2. my eye color3. my inner strengthTHREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:1. My rare anti-social mood swings2. My slight procrastination habits3. My noseTHREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:1. Caucasian2. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110965021683568994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110965021683568994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110965021683568994' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110962112690977959</id><published>2005-02-28T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T14:05:26.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I just nearly freaked.  I've gotten to making friends through SilkLantern, as you might expect (only took me nearly a year to do it), and mostly it's the people I chat with in the CR.  Anyway, I've made friends, and last night a few of them gave me their live journal/blog sites.  And since I just got bored, I started looking through them (all I did when I saw them last night was check for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110962112690977959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110962112690977959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110962112690977959' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110956528901423212</id><published>2005-02-27T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T22:34:49.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I wanna say the week is gonna be ok.  On Friday afternoon, I went and saw what the complainers wrote.  They did a little lieing, so I have to remember not to like them.  Well, they didn't lie enough to discount what they said.  So really, all I can do is go to the meeting and tell them I haven't ever taken part in anything my roomies have done.  And I think my roomies will back me up and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110956528901423212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110956528901423212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110956528901423212' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110936598644679352</id><published>2005-02-25T15:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T15:13:06.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great.  I have just been summoned to a disciplinary meeting at the Housing office along with all three of my roommates.  Apparently someone who was here Monday alledgedly violated a Noise and a Misconduct policy.  The letter doesn't say what happened, but it gives a number to call.  I've called it, but the guy isn't in.  He's supposed to call back when he returns to the office.  So yes, I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110936598644679352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110936598644679352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110936598644679352' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110934967747904083</id><published>2005-02-25T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T10:41:17.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, the good news is, we flew past 200 hits.  Unfortunately,  I was gone for the weekend and can't backtrack far enough to see who broke the barrier.  So now special post for them, sorry.  But 250 is just around the corner, so we'll just have to see.  Someone searched for brunette blog, found mine.  Thought it was funny.The real thing I wanna say is tahnks to anybody who bothered to come </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110934967747904083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110934967747904083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110934967747904083' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110921294425319051</id><published>2005-02-23T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T20:42:24.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright everyone.  Despite this being one of the most frustating and stressful times in my life, I've managed to accomplish the major stuff.  I managed to find pictures of guys that are unhealthily thin (for Make-up class, I have to make myself look fifty pounds lighter with make-up) which is hard, because guys like that just don't put pics on the net very often.  Though apparently there are more</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110921294425319051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110921294425319051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110921294425319051' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110904347369917966</id><published>2005-02-21T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T21:46:13.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can officially say that this was one of the craziest weekends I've had in a long time. A few really awesome moments, and a few really bad ones.It all started Friday while I was getting ready to load the truck to go home. I'm talking to Danea on the phone to figure out what food to bring for lunch on our way home and there's a knock on the door. I open it and there are two policemen standing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110904347369917966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110904347369917966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110904347369917966' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110870165545561733</id><published>2005-02-17T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:40:55.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, this'll probably be my last update before I leave for the weekend, and we all know that I may not have time to mess with the one dial-up connection available to me.  So don't be hurt if (alright, when) I don't post.  And if you've sent me an e-mail recently, I may not be able to see it, not just because of the trip, but because my mail has been acting up.  It rarely lets me see the page,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110870165545561733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110870165545561733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110870165545561733' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110857942117118982</id><published>2005-02-16T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:43:41.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woo!  I'm scheduled to visit home this weekend!  Wonderful thing about it being that I get to see my nephew.  Apparently, every time he visits Mom and Dad's house, he runs to my room and starts knocking on the door saying, "Bake.  Bake."  He's not so great at "L"s yet.  But it breaks my heart not to see him every week.  It drives me nuts.  So I get to see him and hug him Friday.  I am a happy guy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110857942117118982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110857942117118982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110857942117118982' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110836427016313009</id><published>2005-02-14T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T01:11:58.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few little things I think I need to point out. First of all, rumor has it Advent Children will be released on March 14. May not be true, but I can hope. Especially since another rumor says that KH2 won't arrive til September.Also announcing that I'm keeping one of my high school traditions. That's right, I'm boycotting V-Day. Not buying for anyone. Least not til all that chocolate is half-price</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110836427016313009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110836427016313009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110836427016313009' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110827329437440270</id><published>2005-02-12T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:41:34.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I'm back again.  Just returned from Alpha Psi's Valentine's Day party.  Had fun.  You know.  Did a little dance.  Played a little game.  Ate a little food.  Now raise your hand if you started singing after you read "Did a little dance."  Yeah, I'm sorry.  My fault.New detail.  I'm not choosing my costume for the anime con I'm heading to until it's a little closer.  At least not til the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110827329437440270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110827329437440270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110827329437440270' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110805380744225734</id><published>2005-02-10T10:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:43:27.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, Singles Awareness Day is coming up again.  I'm alone again.  Some might think that's my fault.  And it may be, I'm the first to admit I've got issues.  But it's not supposed to be this complicated.  The plan always was, you find a girl you like, you stick with her, you get older, you marry her.  But maybe I've just watched too many Disney movies.  Life doesn't seem to wanna work out that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110805380744225734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110805380744225734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110805380744225734' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110797866964151942</id><published>2005-02-09T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:51:09.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I almost forgot something else.  Happy Chinese New Year, everyone!  Welcome to the year of the rooster.  And I'm going to stop there.  I'm not even going to make a single one of the puns that have floated to the top of my mind with that one.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110797866964151942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110797866964151942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110797866964151942' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110797771309309386</id><published>2005-02-09T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:35:13.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have found one of the best webcomics of all time.  It's got everything you want in a webcomic.  Heroes, villains, comedy, and, best of all, cameos!  I cracked up a dozen times going through the archives.  It's hilarious.  The artwork isn't gorgeous like some, but it's pretty good.  The true draw of the comic is the writing.  Click here to see it in action (And don't forget to go through the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110797771309309386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110797771309309386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110797771309309386' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110792799388875092</id><published>2005-02-08T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:46:33.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, this is just a quick post to wish everyone a happy Mardi Gras!  And to remind you to make plans for Singles Awareness Day.  It's coming up quick.  Ciao!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110792799388875092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110792799388875092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110792799388875092' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110781259363128502</id><published>2005-02-07T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T20:28:27.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I don't really have time to post right now, I'm covered with homework and theatre and tons of stuff. Just wanted to announce that I've written up the basic plot of the first story arc and it took nine pages in Microsoft Word. Yeah, there may only be one story to that comic. Who knows? There's plenty of time to worry about that later. And I also had the idea of doing two webcomics at once. A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110781259363128502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110781259363128502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110781259363128502' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110753211083177724</id><published>2005-02-04T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:48:30.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, the other day, I noticed my post counter was still stuck at 153, and decided to see if something could be done through blogger's help section.  Turns out that this has apparently been done for a reason, and it's been done to everyone.  They hope to have it fixed later, but for now, it's just the way it is.  Did anybody else know this and leave me to sound like an idiot (well, more of one) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110753211083177724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110753211083177724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110753211083177724' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110720309793071403</id><published>2005-01-31T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T14:24:57.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Ok, I had the worst nightmare that I remember having in a long time.  I mean, I woke up, realized it was all just a dream, and said a thank you prayer.  It was so vivid and it scared me.          I got married.       Stick with me here and stop laughing.  It was super bad.  Apparently, I up and decided to marry this girl I had only known for a tiny little amount of time and the next thing I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110720309793071403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110720309793071403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110720309793071403' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110720279472724784</id><published>2005-01-31T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T14:19:54.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  100 Hit Wonder   Rakkel       What can I say about her?  Most of the people who check my blog regularly come from her site, so most of you know her.  She’s the one who started me blogging.  She’s the one who started me on a lot of things, to be honest.  She’s the one who dyed my hair blue.  She’s the one who has me twisted around her little finger ever since Chemistry.  There aren’t many people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110720279472724784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110720279472724784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110720279472724784' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110707490729187936</id><published>2005-01-30T02:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:48:27.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALRIGHT!  We have now rocketed past 100 hits!  Thank you all so much for reading and... well, the truth is, I'm just glad I know who it was that hit number 100.  And it couldn't have happened to a more deserving person.  And the winner is.... (Come on, do the drumroll thing.  I am.)RAKKEL!And really, who is overly surprised by that?  She's the one who got me started blogging and she's the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110707490729187936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110707490729187936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110707490729187936' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110697851820736872</id><published>2005-01-28T23:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T00:01:58.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so last night was... interesting.  My roomies started gathering up for another party at 7 (a little earlier than usual), so I knew it might be a weird night.  I spend some time on the internet, like I do every night, and they start going.  I put up with the usual stuff (music, a little smoke wafting into my room, a few yells) through the night, until I hear someone come in the room.  I turn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110697851820736872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110697851820736872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110697851820736872' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110688082931156371</id><published>2005-01-27T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T19:04:29.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I just found out the most AWESOME thing! We are all waiting for Tim Burton's remake of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, but we must also now look forward to another of his projects. He's got another stop-motion movie (think Nightmare Before Christmas) coming up. From what I understand, it's supposed to come out with Halloween. Which means it'll be a while. But we can wait. Here's a page </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110688082931156371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110688082931156371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110688082931156371' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110677876560181583</id><published>2005-01-26T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:32:45.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, so blogger has let me back on.  Good to know.  That just means I had to figure out what I wanted to talk about.  I could discuss the moron who egged my truck (twice), but, by now, it's old news.  I could tell you about how I've apparently become obsessed with this webcomic.  I decided to break down and finally write out a basic plot.  So far, the plot has taken 7 pages.  And I'm not done</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110677876560181583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110677876560181583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110677876560181583' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110660032524765900</id><published>2005-01-24T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T14:58:45.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a quick sketch of what I did with a trial run of Adobe Photoshop.  Now, I need feedback, preferably soon, seeing as how the trial dies after 30 days.  So tell me what you guys think! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110660032524765900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110660032524765900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110660032524765900' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110659716144385914</id><published>2005-01-24T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:35:35.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If one were to go to Google and do a search for "anorexic ribcage," what would one expect to find as eighth on the list? Why, Blakey's Blog, of course. Your one stop shopping central (please note: no actual shopping occurs here).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110659716144385914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110659716144385914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110659716144385914' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110647570411459257</id><published>2005-01-23T04:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T04:21:44.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I just want everyone to check the timestamp on this post.  *Yawn*  I'll explain tomorrow.  G'night...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110647570411459257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110647570411459257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110647570411459257' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110644877019573955</id><published>2005-01-22T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T20:52:50.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know, you're all shocked that my sudden influx of posting has finally slowed down.  But it wasn't by choice.  My Internet Explorer (which I use to browse the internet) got so loaded with spyware, that it locked down.  I spent a day and a half or so trying to defrag my comp (that worked fine besides the Explorer program) and run anti-viral programs on every last piece of data.  I didn't know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110644877019573955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110644877019573955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110644877019573955' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110626561894666185</id><published>2005-01-20T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T18:00:18.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Power!  I have such power, muahahaha!Yeah, I'm a mod at a new site.  Cool?  Maybe.  Scary?  Quite possibly.  A guy at SL started a new site to serve several purposes at once without being exclusive to anything.  Well, most anything.  I don't think he's gonna allow erotica.  So there goes an easy 200 new members.  It's a site for writing, and it looks to be mostly fanfiction type stuff.  At this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110626561894666185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110626561894666185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110626561894666185' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110611130851873622</id><published>2005-01-18T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:08:28.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting tidbit:  Someone just came to my site twice on a search.  I even saw what they were searching for.  I'm just glad it's not digimon porn like on the Mac Hall webcomic.Let me clarify.For some odd reason.  Most people who come to their site, apparently get there by searching for "digimon porn".  It's not that they actually have it.  It just ends up on their search.  It's actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611130851873622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611130851873622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611130851873622' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110611049700810622</id><published>2005-01-18T22:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:54:57.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Danea (Tia) at Halloween again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611049700810622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611049700810622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611049700810622' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110611044642914119</id><published>2005-01-18T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:54:06.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and Danea (Tia) at Halloween </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611044642914119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611044642914119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611044642914119' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110611043462973910</id><published>2005-01-18T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:53:54.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Danea (Tia) and her roommate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611043462973910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611043462973910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611043462973910' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110611037349931097</id><published>2005-01-18T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:52:53.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and Danea (Tia) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611037349931097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110611037349931097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611037349931097' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110608340075349025</id><published>2005-01-18T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T15:23:20.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey!  Somebody just looked at my blog in German!  It really means nothing, but it makes things seem so much cooler. *shrugs*  Course, he came from Rakkel's site...  But that just means we have to share.  And I know, some of you are wondering how I know it was a guy.  I don't.  But it's grammatically correct in the enlgish language to use masculine language when in doubt of the subject's gender.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110608340075349025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110608340075349025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110608340075349025' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110607705547328912</id><published>2005-01-18T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T13:37:35.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First, belated holiday wishes for everyone!  It just occured to me that I hadn't even said Merry Christmas to you peoples during my break.  But I have now, so it's all better.Second, my Hit Counter has made me feel a great deal better about how many people visit my site.  Until I got it, I was under the impression that only Rakkel and Danea read on a regular basis.  TL I figured drops by on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110607705547328912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110607705547328912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110607705547328912' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110598605799122836</id><published>2005-01-17T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T12:20:57.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I must be going crazy.  I've actually added links under the little Webcomic heading to the bottom right.  Crazy, huh?  I've only been saying I'm gonna do that for... a little while.  And I'm trying to choose the ones I link carefully.  Comics I like that aren't too popular (ie. cntrl+alt+del).  I don't wanna overload that section, which I could do very easily.  Remind me to show you guys my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598605799122836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598605799122836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110598605799122836' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110598715011331904</id><published>2005-01-17T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T12:39:10.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's the same pic with an outline.  Tell me which looks better, and why.  Please and thank you! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598715011331904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598715011331904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110598715011331904' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110598478960414766</id><published>2005-01-17T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T11:59:49.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmm.... Post count is still 153.  Bummer.  Oh well.  So I spent time with family over the holidays.  Also spent awhile trying to catch up with old friends.  Had a blast with Danea and Rakkel.  We went to Hot Topic and bought me a shirt.  It's stylin.  It's also something I wouldn't usually wear, but the entire point was to get an outfit I could wear to go "clubbing".  Rakkel wants to got one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598478960414766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110598478960414766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110598478960414766' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110594908635320004</id><published>2005-01-17T02:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T02:04:46.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I now have a post counter at the bottom of the page.  It's not quite what I was hoping for, but ti's the first one I've gotten to work and I feel like making due, for the moment.  Any suggestions on it would be very much appreciated.  Night, all!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110594908635320004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110594908635320004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110594908635320004' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110594353832734429</id><published>2005-01-17T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:32:18.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, everybody!  This is an official post to welcome anybody who wanders in from Silklantern.  My penpal that plays Setsuna has been here awhile, but now it turns out a few friends from the chat room are showing up.  And everybody who already read my blog knows how much happier that makes me.  I invite you all to check back whenever you feel like it and comment as well.  One of them has even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110594353832734429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110594353832734429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110594353832734429' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5510272.post-110590771836655682</id><published>2005-01-16T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T14:35:18.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, small portions.  You people might actually read them that way.  First of all, the webcomic is coming along nicely.  It's still mostly in my head, but a great many of the technical difficulties are getting figured out.  And you people wouldn't mind if it turns out to be in black and white, would you?  Especially if it means an up in the artistic quality?  Maybe.  But still, we'll just have to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110590771836655682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5510272/posts/default/110590771836655682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blakey3.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110590771836655682' title=''/><author><name>Blakey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14977584250876652852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://home.ripway.com/2004-11/211891/LittleDude.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
