<?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-5121809</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:19:39.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>someone named benny</title><subtitle type='html'>i'll have a website up soon enough, but i want to capitalize on my domain name. enjoy for now.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-9145007170385532653</id><published>2007-02-03T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:32:21.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's weight: 272.2Today's walk: 3 miles in 50 minutesI joined SparkPeople.com today. Pretty inspiring site.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/9145007170385532653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=9145007170385532653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/9145007170385532653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/9145007170385532653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/02/todays-weight-272.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UtV5V9XukUI/RcRWdhQQmrI/AAAAAAAAABY/oIvCvl1WAtk/s72-c/116.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-3168247006587512508</id><published>2007-02-01T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T09:33:02.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's weight: 274.6 (-1.8 from yesterday. Woohoo!!!)Today's walk / run: 3 miles in 50 (same route, same time. Still trying to beat it.)What do you do when there are certain things that you are waiting for, but they don't come? I'm not talking about big things. Just little ones. A check that's supposedly in the mail. An e-mail from a friend.Tests of patience, I guess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/3168247006587512508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=3168247006587512508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3168247006587512508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3168247006587512508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/02/todays-weight-274.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UtV5V9XukUI/RcIjRxQQmqI/AAAAAAAAABM/ejpIVVqCRjw/s72-c/117.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-37303380851001665</id><published>2007-01-31T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:59:08.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's weight: 276.4 (down 1 lb!!!)Today's walk / run: 4333 steps, 3 miles in 50 minutesI figured out a walk route I want to do, so I'm going to stick to that and try to beat my time everyday.I didn't do a creative thing yesterday, so I have to make up for it by doing two things today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/37303380851001665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=37303380851001665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/37303380851001665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/37303380851001665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-weight-276.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UtV5V9XukUI/RcDz8hQQmpI/AAAAAAAAABA/KBM80laEN9M/s72-c/118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-2266350000374936080</id><published>2007-01-30T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:11:21.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's weight: 277.4 lbs (-1.6 from yesterday)Today's walk: 4285 steps / 2.75 miles (Now the pedometer seems to be more accurate)Progress. A day's work pays off. Now to keep going with this. So far I'm still excited about the project.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/2266350000374936080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=2266350000374936080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/2266350000374936080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/2266350000374936080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/01/todays-weight-297.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UtV5V9XukUI/Rb-JU6KGmPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/doz_JIJVgBU/s72-c/119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-3153685940929511323</id><published>2007-01-29T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:09:22.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Day 120. Here's what I've got so far:Starting weight: 279.00 lbs.Today's walk: 2.72 miles. Although my pedometer said 3000 steps. I think it's sorely inaccurate. I'll stick to it, though.Creative thing I did today: I finished a song, entitled "Astronomical." I've been trying to get it done for months. I finally decided to just finish it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/3153685940929511323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=3153685940929511323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3153685940929511323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3153685940929511323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-120.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UtV5V9XukUI/Rb56u6KGmOI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UuxbnZcnrGw/s72-c/120.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-3475507301337899262</id><published>2007-01-28T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:17:26.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow I'm starting 120days.I want to lose at least 30 pounds in four months, as well as generally improve my shoddy life.Here are some of my goals:Take a workout walk everyday.Lift weightsDrink 8 glasses of water.Eat less / eat right.Weigh myself everyday at 7:30 a.m. to compare results.Do at least one creative thing per day, so I wouldn't be lazy.Design a marker for each day to go with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/3475507301337899262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=3475507301337899262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3475507301337899262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/3475507301337899262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2007/01/tomorrow-im-starting-120days.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115775736254757459</id><published>2006-09-08T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:02.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it !!! I did it !!! I did it !!!</title><summary type='text'>Check it out!!!	I spent the summer working on this and I finally did it! Now to just distribute to places where I can play!See more progress on: record a demo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115775736254757459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115775736254757459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115775736254757459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115775736254757459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-did-it-i-did-it-i-did-it_08.html' title='I did it !!! I did it !!! I did it !!!'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115775732607636326</id><published>2006-09-08T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:02.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it !!! I did it !!! I did it !!!</title><summary type='text'>	I spent the summer working on this and I finally did it! Now to just distribute to places where I can play!See more progress on: record a demo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115775732607636326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115775732607636326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115775732607636326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115775732607636326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-did-it-i-did-it-i-did-it.html' title='I did it !!! I did it !!! I did it !!!'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115281182402698746</id><published>2006-07-13T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combining two or three goals ...</title><summary type='text'>Took a long walk today. I finally got to listen to Dntel’s “Life Is Full Of Possibilities” and Beck’s “Guero” in the process. I’m thinking of bringing my camera next time and take photo walks so I can add more photos to my stock photo collection. That would help me accomplish my “take more photos” goal too, and if I do this right, I can also accomplish my “take a walk daily goal.” If I do this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115281182402698746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115281182402698746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115281182402698746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115281182402698746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/07/combining-two-or-three-goals.html' title='Combining two or three goals ...'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115242515553101289</id><published>2006-07-08T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more books ...</title><summary type='text'>But I don’t see how I can finish my whole library if I keep adding to it. I finished two books by Frank McCourt over the past month, “Angela’s Ashes” and the sequel “Tis”. I already have his third one “Teacher Man” but I think I’ll hold off on that. I’m currently reading Nick Hornby’s “A Long Way Down” which is quite a good read.See more progress on: read all the books in my library</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115242515553101289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115242515553101289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115242515553101289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115242515553101289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-more-books.html' title='Two more books ...'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115121982922417725</id><published>2006-06-25T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My gig was a surprise. I did it. I felt really good about it too. To my surprise my weakest song was my last one, "I Told You I Could Hurt You." In retrospect I should have started with that one.It was obvious that my strongest song was "Eight Days In." To my surprise I got a positive response from "Mascara" even though that one was rushed in production.Everyone was surprised when I brought out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115121982922417725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115121982922417725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115121982922417725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115121982922417725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-gig-was-surprise.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115117097584012753</id><published>2006-06-24T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm singing today. I've got my arrangements in my laptop ready to go. I'm going to test them out on the church system first and see what happens.This is my first try at going solo. Terribly solo. Just me, my guitar, my laptop and my harmonica. I really wish I had a band behind me. But I can live with what I have now. I am thoroughly satisfied with the backing tracks I produced over the last week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115117097584012753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115117097584012753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115117097584012753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115117097584012753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-singing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115018187900796342</id><published>2006-06-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's the mash-up if you're interested.Link</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115018187900796342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115018187900796342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115018187900796342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115018187900796342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/06/heres-mash-up-if-youre-interested.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-115014939126625616</id><published>2006-06-12T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In a span of a weekend, I finished a paperback novel, and made a mash-up.The novel was Carl Sagan's "Contact."The mash-up is Fort Minor's "Remember The Name" and The Verve's "Bittersweet Symphony." Nifty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/115014939126625616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=115014939126625616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115014939126625616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/115014939126625616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-span-of-weekend-i-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-114857679723563490</id><published>2006-05-25T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a blogger!</title><summary type='text'>I’ve been writing consistently in at least one of my blogs for the past two months. BennyVision is a project I did for school. If I am to believe the site counter I installed yesterday, I’ve been getting some sort of readership for it. This is a good thing, because I’m always motivated to continue doing things when I know there’s an audience involved.See more progress on: be consistent with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/114857679723563490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=114857679723563490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114857679723563490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114857679723563490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a blogger!'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-114676009633672877</id><published>2006-05-04T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cover ...</title><summary type='text'>Here’s the cover that I designed for wings … I’ll show the insides later …	They were described by an art director as “f*ing good”, an art instructor said it was “beautiful”, the student Vice President of our school said he could tell that we had worked hard on it, and a photography instructor stopped by our newsroom to specifically say we did a great job on it.	Read what my Journalism instructor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/114676009633672877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=114676009633672877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114676009633672877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114676009633672877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/05/cover.html' title='The Cover ...'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-114336988724382603</id><published>2006-03-26T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2:25 A.M. I can't sleep.Here's a more accurate description: I feel like my body is afraid of sleeping tonight.This night is hot off the heels of one of my most horrendous bouts of sleep I've had in recent times. I was tossing and turning, consistently waking up parched, downing bottles of water at a time and, consequently, trips to the john for number one.When I woke up I had a really bad sore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/114336988724382603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=114336988724382603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114336988724382603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/114336988724382603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/03/225.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-113881648017458517</id><published>2006-02-01T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fevers break.Good dreams are doubted for the tricks they play.First impressions hold their sway.Cares are whittled away.This is the sobering effectof the modern life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/113881648017458517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=113881648017458517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113881648017458517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113881648017458517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2006/02/fevers-break.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-113516125724577767</id><published>2005-12-21T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did it.Check it out.http://www.myspace.com/someonenamedbenny</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/113516125724577767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=113516125724577767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113516125724577767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113516125724577767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-113473835860027099</id><published>2005-12-16T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:01.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An hour before 12, I get into another bloody conversation with a good friend about where my life is headed. He thinks I'm in rebellion, that pragmatism is my excuse. I told him, some things that I fought for before do not matter anymore. I know what matters in life, and just because I talk about some things more than others, doesn't mean they're the only things that occupy my head.As the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/113473835860027099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=113473835860027099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113473835860027099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/113473835860027099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2005/12/hour-before-12-i-get-into-another.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-112416452308297328</id><published>2005-08-15T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Times are a-changing, huh? Funny how a  simple piece of paper, announcing a name change, could signify so much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/112416452308297328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=112416452308297328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/112416452308297328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/112416452308297328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2005/08/times-are-changing-huh-funny-how.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-111404024129446567</id><published>2005-04-20T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I told myself today.Don't fall for her, don't fall for her.Please. At least not yet.While things are convenient and barriers are all in place.Barriers. Remember that?Remember what needs to be guarded, what choices you made?Remember what promises made keep these barriers in place?She's nice, absolutely, no doubt about that.Nice girls place top on your list.You can see where she stands and what she</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/111404024129446567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=111404024129446567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/111404024129446567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/111404024129446567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-told-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-110655013643631732</id><published>2005-01-23T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the day of Johnny Carson's passing I am mentally frazzled."Frah-zzled."Maybe it's some form of acute ADD. I've been having a hard time concentrating lately. This blog is already on the verge of deletion, I tell you. I've got a stack of work waiting to be done and I can't seem to get myself to do it. The bosses turned their stuff in Sunday P.M. so I've got a crapload of stuff I've got to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/110655013643631732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=110655013643631732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/110655013643631732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/110655013643631732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2005/01/on-day-of-johnny-carsons-passing-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-110068047905985959</id><published>2004-11-17T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A house ad I did for the Cerritos College paper.  I had the photos for two months and I only got the kick-heiny concept last night. Everyone really likes it, but I guess it's because they have their photos up there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/110068047905985959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=110068047905985959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/110068047905985959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/110068047905985959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/11/house-ad-i-did-for-cerritos-college.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109825606313245120</id><published>2004-10-20T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's not the best photo ever, but it captures the essence of being TWO FEET AWAY from the First Lady of California. From left to right: Mr. Cameron, our adviser, me, Alicia, the honorable Maria Shriver, David, and Becka.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109825606313245120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109825606313245120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109825606313245120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109825606313245120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-not-best-photo-ever-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109806654543174579</id><published>2004-10-17T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite bands of all time, Sixpence None The Richer, will be releasing their "greatest hits" album. Awesome. I wish they hadn't broken up, but it was for really good reasons anyway, what with Leigh's baby and everything. They are the most misunderstood band out there, and only those who go beyond their radio hits and dive into their CDs will ever understand their depth. "Kiss Me" and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109806654543174579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109806654543174579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109806654543174579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109806654543174579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-of-my-favorite-bands-of-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109771163282863471</id><published>2004-10-13T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  The Bohemians and the Cynics A typical easy-going conversation at 3:15 in the afternoon involves talk of a theatrical audition, discussion on movie portrayals of historic archetypes, and questions on the age of cynicism.       The following was heard while a Coldplay CD was being played on the iTunes of the gray iMac.   “How was your audition?” Benedict asks Ricardo, regarding a play he had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109771163282863471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109771163282863471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109771163282863471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109771163282863471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/bohemians-and-cynics-typical-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109768827726684887</id><published>2004-10-13T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend's girlfriend broke up with him Sunday night. He's doing fine, and he even has gained a new perspective on love based on 1 Corinthians 13. He wrote a blog entry about it. This was my comment:Love is ACTION. It's not just words. People forget that. It's not this abstract idea floating about, where everyone and anyone can have their own say about what it is, and how we can gain it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109768827726684887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109768827726684887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109768827726684887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109768827726684887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-friends-girlfriend-broke-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109747458991947014</id><published>2004-10-10T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling a tad better now. Souped up my blog's template. One of these days I'm going to format it myself with HTML magic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109747458991947014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109747458991947014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109747458991947014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109747458991947014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/feeling-tad-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109746836947192253</id><published>2004-10-10T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry if I'm a bit pessimistic again tonight.The Dodgers are out of the playoffs. Not that I really watch baseball, up until this weekend. I guess it was just interesting to see how the underdogs could pull it off. Yesterday they performed a miracle by playing a perfect game, something worth celebrating over.Today I went through a major, gut-wrenching, disappointment. I really don't want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109746836947192253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109746836947192253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109746836947192253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109746836947192253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/sorry-if-im-bit-pessimistic-again.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109699438429122109</id><published>2004-10-05T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The new U2 song "Vertigo" is awesome. It's ten times more infectious than "Elevation," which I consider to be one of their catchiest songs, and more raucous than "Beautiful Day," which was one of their rockiest songs until now. And of course, it's got the Bono signature stamped all over it, written in such a way that you won't ever get sick and tired of it ten years down the road. The Edge's riff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109699438429122109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109699438429122109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109699438429122109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109699438429122109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/new-u2-song-vertigo-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109687195527830398</id><published>2004-10-03T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Becka, I can do THIS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109687195527830398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109687195527830398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109687195527830398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109687195527830398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/10/becka-i-can-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109618086371101356</id><published>2004-09-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fame is intoxicating.Fame is impure.Fame is what keeps you up at two in the morning deluded with grandeur.It is wretched. It is cursed.And the worst part about it is that you can get as much as you like.But it'll never be enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109618086371101356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109618086371101356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109618086371101356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109618086371101356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/09/fame-is-intoxicating.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109549345160839567</id><published>2004-09-18T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:20:00.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>color photographs of a black and white world.This dialogue is taken from a Calvin &amp; Hobbes strip between Calvin and his dad. Of all the C&amp;H strips I've read, this is the one that struck me the most.C: Dad, how come old photographs are always black and white? Didn't they have color film back then?D: Sure they did. In fact, those old photographs ARE in color. It's just the WORLD was black and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109549345160839567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109549345160839567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109549345160839567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109549345160839567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/09/color-photographs-of-black-and-white.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109495192181366987</id><published>2004-09-11T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I must announce that I have become a full-fledged comic-book nerd by accomplishing an important rite of passage, and lived to exhiliratingly tell the tale. That achievement must be recorded here, if nowhere else, as a sort of badge to be sewed onto my comic book boy scout vest.Ten minutes ago I finished Alan Moore's Watchmen.And with that, I am officially a comic book nerd. I'm sold out. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109495192181366987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109495192181366987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109495192181366987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109495192181366987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-must-announce-that-i-have-become.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-109345268678290003</id><published>2004-08-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Untitled. I took photos of Elnan while he was asleep, and this one had a really nice composition. It's a little washed out, I know, but it's the best photo of the series.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/109345268678290003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=109345268678290003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109345268678290003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/109345268678290003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/08/untitled_25.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108949902873067979</id><published>2004-07-10T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just downloaded Ray Conniff's "My Little Grass Shack in Kealakekua, Hawaii" from his ever-reliable Hawaiian Album. No, not illegally, but through iTunes, thank you very much. No, it wasn't for me, though I could use a catchy ukulele song one of these days (you never know). Turns out my mom's teaching Hawaiian dance--again--to little girls who are going to be performing for this one fellow's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108949902873067979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108949902873067979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108949902873067979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108949902873067979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-just-downloaded-ray-conniffs-my.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108896484042184550</id><published>2004-07-04T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I woke up early today to go to church which was at 8:30. I figured to myself I could actually be fed for a change, without having to worry about the music, the order of the service, or even who's sitting next to me. Scratch that last part, I'll tell you why. Anyway, so I made it on time to Calvary Downey, (with my clothes neatly pressed the night before) and sat at my usual spot, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108896484042184550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108896484042184550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108896484042184550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108896484042184550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/07/okay-so-i-woke-up-early-today-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108882279897540631</id><published>2004-07-02T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spider-man 2 is an AWESOME movie.Spider-man 2 is an AWESOME movie.Spider-man 2 is an AWESOME movie.Spider-man 2 is an AWESOME movie.Spider-man 2 is an AWESOME movie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108882279897540631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108882279897540631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108882279897540631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108882279897540631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/07/spider-man-2-is-awesome-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108871278827266105</id><published>2004-07-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally, a new song</title><summary type='text'>I'm just about finished with my new song. All it needs now are a few more lines to the bridge and a little bit of polishing then it's ready to be presented to the band. My sister likes its sound, and I think it's coherent enough for listeners to get the message. I hope it's not too much of a ripoff or anything like that. Sorry, I can't post the lyrics yet, but it might be a Surveillace song if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108871278827266105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108871278827266105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108871278827266105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108871278827266105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/07/finally-new-song.html' title='finally, a new song'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108806484578989293</id><published>2004-06-24T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>erin (triptych)</title><summary type='text'>A triptych of my friend Erin. A real live version of this was supposed to be my birthday gift for her but the frame was too expensive. My gift is now the middle photo with a black frame.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108806484578989293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108806484578989293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108806484578989293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108806484578989293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/erin-triptych.html' title='erin (triptych)'/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108783467649062977</id><published>2004-06-21T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was driving home after taking my sister to her first day of driving school when I had a revelation: I'm going to buy the Digital Rebel. I'm going to actually earn money and sell my two cameras (one digital, one analog SLR) and whatever junk I might have lying around on eBay and get the darned camera. There. I might as well go for it if I really want it, instead of relying on wishful thinking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108783467649062977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108783467649062977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108783467649062977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108783467649062977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-was-driving-home-after-taking-my.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108771242488544495</id><published>2004-06-19T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Bellagio Conservatory's own version of the Tournament of Roses. Also one of only three entries.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108771242488544495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108771242488544495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108771242488544495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108771242488544495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/bellagio-conservatorys-own-version-of.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108771235941672449</id><published>2004-06-19T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My sister and tromp l'oiel. As seen daily in Bellagio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108771235941672449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108771235941672449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108771235941672449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108771235941672449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-sister-and-tromp-loiel.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-10876245028540159</id><published>2004-06-18T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:58.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I went to Vegas. So I went up the Stratosphere. So I took this photo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/10876245028540159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=10876245028540159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/10876245028540159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/10876245028540159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-i-went-to-vegas.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108656190356076282</id><published>2004-06-06T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If there's any piece of wisdom that I can actually impart unto you folks, it's this: BACK UP your work! I cannot emphasize this enough. See, thinking we are invincible is one thing, but thinking our work will last forever, that's just as foolish. Even if our computers do not have a miserable failure, even if we never receive the ultimate virus, even if nobody touches the keyboard but us, back up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108656190356076282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108656190356076282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108656190356076282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108656190356076282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/if-theres-any-piece-of-wisdom-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108650904641936886</id><published>2004-06-06T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was on my friend's twenty-second birthday that I saw him waste himself on alcohol. It broke my heart to see him like that, taking on shot after shot of liquor, seeing his face light up right before each glass was bottomed-up as if it were the pinnacle achievement of his life. There, in the midst of his friends who cheered this accomplishment, in the midst of curious onlookers bemused by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108650904641936886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108650904641936886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108650904641936886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108650904641936886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/06/it-was-on-my-friends-twenty-second.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108564465452739073</id><published>2004-05-27T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:59.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was my sister Brijitt's birthday today and I'm glad she had a great one.It used to be that only a handful of people would really take notice. I mean, in the Philippines her birthday occured during our summer vacation so none of her school chums knew.Well today it was different. Today her youth group went all out and held a little party for her. My friend Kathleen even bought her a cake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/108564465452739073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=108564465452739073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108564465452739073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108564465452739073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/05/it-was-my-sister-brijitts-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-108071597315399461</id><published>2004-03-30T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:58.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight, the school decided to reward all of my hard work with a Tile.Yes, a tile.Not a scrabble tile, a bathroom tile.Yes, a white, smooth-as-ivory, bathroom tile with the school colors painted on it, neatly pasted onto wood. If you look a few centimeters down, you'll see my name, machine-etched onto a brass plaque.But, it's a tile.On my left hand I held a nice navy blue folder with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108071597315399461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/108071597315399461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/03/tonight-school-decided-to-reward-all.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-107392616742670644</id><published>2004-01-12T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:58.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First day of school and the holidays are finally over.Waking up for me was a struggle. Getting motivated enough to come on time was another struggle. Looking forward to coming here was yet another. Actually coming here was ... well, you get the picture.I had asked for a decent break and I finally got it. Now I anticipate the up-and-coming stress of the entire season if I actually manage to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/107392616742670644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=107392616742670644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/107392616742670644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/107392616742670644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/01/first-day-of-school-and-holidays-are.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5121809.post-107392574988027789</id><published>2004-01-12T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:19:58.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Testing testing 1 ... 2 ... 3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/feeds/107392574988027789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5121809&amp;postID=107392574988027789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/107392574988027789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5121809/posts/default/107392574988027789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beejhay.blogspot.com/2004/01/testing-testing-1.html' title=''/><author><name>beej</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15503620992105902997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://images.43things.com/profile/00/02/4d/150945xl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
