<?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-6766225266305110518</id><updated>2011-12-14T09:03:31.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Not Quite Right</title><subtitle type='html'>When People, Places and Things Miss the Mark - Completely.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-1738526711142119169</id><published>2010-02-04T11:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T11:34:46.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Po-Po Will Be Called</title><content type='html'>Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to chill out&lt;br /&gt;They can no longer get high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S2sBbgqdLJI/AAAAAAAAALM/wq_OyQR2YqM/s1600-h/nochillin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434438947488738450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S2sBbgqdLJI/AAAAAAAAALM/wq_OyQR2YqM/s400/nochillin.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it is impressive how they spelled "loitering" correctly,  don't you think Jeremey W.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-1738526711142119169?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/1738526711142119169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/02/po-po-will-be-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1738526711142119169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1738526711142119169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/02/po-po-will-be-called.html' title='Po-Po Will Be Called'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S2sBbgqdLJI/AAAAAAAAALM/wq_OyQR2YqM/s72-c/nochillin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-3436432951873645964</id><published>2010-01-21T16:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:44:21.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come One, Come All - Get Your Shabby Babby Clothes Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jSLAkDp_I/AAAAAAAAALE/_JZNO-o5wuk/s1600-h/babby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429320437366761458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jSLAkDp_I/AAAAAAAAALE/_JZNO-o5wuk/s400/babby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember earlier? You know, when we discussed how love is blind and illiterate (see, &lt;a href="http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-love-is-blind-and-apparently.html"&gt;http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-love-is-blind-and-apparently.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-love-is-blind-and-apparently.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should discuss some sort of test that must be passed PRIOR to conception? I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-3436432951873645964?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/3436432951873645964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/come-one-come-all-get-your-shabbybabby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3436432951873645964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3436432951873645964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/come-one-come-all-get-your-shabbybabby.html' title='Come One, Come All - Get Your Shabby Babby Clothes Here!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jSLAkDp_I/AAAAAAAAALE/_JZNO-o5wuk/s72-c/babby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4498779503976537840</id><published>2010-01-21T16:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:12:04.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spit the Communion Wafers Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jQizAwtPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mIgtcyolTbo/s1600-h/amem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429318647022662898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jQizAwtPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mIgtcyolTbo/s400/amem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm saying is:  How about you spit the communion wafers out BEFORE you dictate to your secretary this week's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;marque&lt;/span&gt; message? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4498779503976537840?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4498779503976537840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/spit-communion-wafers-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4498779503976537840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4498779503976537840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/spit-communion-wafers-out.html' title='Spit the Communion Wafers Out...'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1jQizAwtPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/mIgtcyolTbo/s72-c/amem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-944452553916835168</id><published>2010-01-15T18:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:39:14.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MMmmmmm, That Looks...Errr...Delicious???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Which on of these tasty treats is not like the other ones? Not like the other ones...Not like the other ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1EKaxEGI8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_YZaHeu0qiU/s1600-h/elephantpoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427130480921551810" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1EKaxEGI8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_YZaHeu0qiU/s400/elephantpoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I would like the Elephant Poop Cupcake Please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-944452553916835168?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/944452553916835168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/mmmmmmm-that-lookserrrdelicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/944452553916835168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/944452553916835168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2010/01/mmmmmmm-that-lookserrrdelicious.html' title='MMmmmmm, That Looks...Errr...Delicious???'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/S1EKaxEGI8I/AAAAAAAAAK0/_YZaHeu0qiU/s72-c/elephantpoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-7958799091125823841</id><published>2009-12-30T15:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:28:28.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buyer Beware</title><content type='html'>When I saw this, I wondered...Did the Chinese make this?  And if so, do they think all Americans sound  like Thugs?  Plausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzvE9Q1mNPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o_7fmurFI2g/s1600-h/whatdatdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421143133241357554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzvE9Q1mNPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o_7fmurFI2g/s400/whatdatdo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought:  If the makers of the the fireworks don't know what it does, they shouldn't expect me to buy such an explosive for $30.00.  I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-7958799091125823841?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/7958799091125823841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/buyer-beware.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7958799091125823841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7958799091125823841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/buyer-beware.html' title='Buyer Beware'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzvE9Q1mNPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/o_7fmurFI2g/s72-c/whatdatdo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-7817020911393090508</id><published>2009-12-22T15:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:54:44.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Gift Idea</title><content type='html'>Its December 22, 2009 and Wanda realizes: "Oh....my.....God! I forgot to get cousin Louie a gift! Oh &amp;amp;*$#!" She grabs the poor Walmart Greater, shaking him violently, her eyes are crazed and her hair mangled, a bit of spittle drops from her chin: "There is no time..do you hear me....NO TIME!!!! Louie already has everything, what do I get him!!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kind Walmart Greater, who now has two herniated discs from the thrashing he just took, looks at Wanda and says, "What to get the person who has everything...hmmmm...well, how about the most green, patriotic gift around!!!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patriotic? Check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biodegradable?  Check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make oxygen? SOLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzE_0XFq8nI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gp2NIPt5F9U/s1600-h/chialiberty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418181995486966386" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzE_0XFq8nI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gp2NIPt5F9U/s400/chialiberty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, Chi Chi Chialiberty doesn't have the same ring to it. Don't you agree Katie H.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-7817020911393090508?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/7817020911393090508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-gift-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7817020911393090508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7817020911393090508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-minute-gift-idea.html' title='Last Minute Gift Idea'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SzE_0XFq8nI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gp2NIPt5F9U/s72-c/chialiberty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-3047790475173550511</id><published>2009-12-18T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:05:08.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRITMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD KNIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SyuKt6JySgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZOfRGOo5io8/s1600-h/chritmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416575498152200706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SyuKt6JySgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZOfRGOo5io8/s320/chritmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ring, Ring....&lt;br /&gt;...Ring, Ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Secretary: "Good morning, Bethel United Methodist Church, how may we serve you this glorious day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential Church Member: "Um yeah, I saw your sign and was interested in attending your holiday worship. The problem is, the date is not clear. Can you tell me when Chritmas Eve is, please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Secretary: "New to the faith, huh? Well its December 24th."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential Church Member: "No, no, no, not Christmas, ChriTmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Secretary: "I’m sorry, did you just say ‘ChriTmas?’"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential Church Member: "Yes, Yes I did. Your sign says come worship on ChriTmas Eve, and I am not familiar with that holiday..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno J.H., I'm with you seems like a Church should now how to spell their Big Boss’ name. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-3047790475173550511?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/3047790475173550511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chritmas-to-all-and-to-all-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3047790475173550511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3047790475173550511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chritmas-to-all-and-to-all-good.html' title='MERRY CHRITMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD KNIGHT'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SyuKt6JySgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZOfRGOo5io8/s72-c/chritmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-2054405221743776731</id><published>2009-09-27T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:28:59.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLL.....</title><content type='html'>So I go to my favorite search engine this morning, to look up the hours for a bookstore here in town. I get to the page...and this is what I see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sr-BOaGPatI/AAAAAAAAAKE/P2WrjNCMZIQ/s1600-h/googlle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386165763882052306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sr-BOaGPatI/AAAAAAAAAKE/P2WrjNCMZIQ/s320/googlle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, Google? Are you employing drunk people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[addendum 10:30a:  Hahaha. Just found out why, by clicking on it - those clever folks - its Google's 11th birthday!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-2054405221743776731?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/2054405221743776731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/loll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2054405221743776731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2054405221743776731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/loll.html' title='LOLL.....'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sr-BOaGPatI/AAAAAAAAAKE/P2WrjNCMZIQ/s72-c/googlle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-2689831620060925725</id><published>2009-09-24T18:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:52:44.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Tart?</title><content type='html'>For as long as I live, I will never understand the personalized license plate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;See Exhibit A:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrwFUsNLoTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9HINIpF9FQU/s1600-h/seatart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385185107450241330" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrwFUsNLoTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9HINIpF9FQU/s320/seatart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, according to the dictionary, Tart is defines as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sharp to the taste; sour or acid &lt;br /&gt;2. a small pie filled with cooked fruit or other sweetened preparation, usually having no top crust.&lt;br /&gt;3. a prostitute or promiscuous woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.  I wonder.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-2689831620060925725?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/2689831620060925725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/sea-tart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2689831620060925725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2689831620060925725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/sea-tart.html' title='Sea Tart?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrwFUsNLoTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9HINIpF9FQU/s72-c/seatart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-529110362526004532</id><published>2009-09-22T18:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:39:09.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the Duke Boys Wouldn't Take This Route</title><content type='html'>I've heard of uneven pavement, but this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlfNmyNyZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7L9zq-p3DYI/s1600-h/hellofaday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384439516852242834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlfNmyNyZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7L9zq-p3DYI/s320/hellofaday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the boys at the Department of Transportation should lay off the sauce in the mornings? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-529110362526004532?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/529110362526004532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/even-duke-boys-would-take-this-route.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/529110362526004532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/529110362526004532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/even-duke-boys-would-take-this-route.html' title='Even the Duke Boys Wouldn&apos;t Take This Route'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlfNmyNyZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7L9zq-p3DYI/s72-c/hellofaday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-6873489855888197850</id><published>2009-09-22T18:05:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:25:59.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Effff?!?</title><content type='html'>So, I'm a huge fan of Cake Wrecks (there is a link on this page). But, I can't very well just give my photos to Jen, and not make fun of them myself, first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we have, well, I'm not sure really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlZAeKTZjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KYPW1nMZo3k/s1600-h/poopfrog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384432694129288754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlZAeKTZjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KYPW1nMZo3k/s320/poopfrog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else says Happy Birthday, or Way to Go, or Get Well Soon, like a CCC (Cupcake Cake) made to look like a green poop frog. "Get well soon Erma, hope your warts heal soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sponge Bob Cake for Porn Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlY_-eRIlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/N-waaj_IImE/s1600-h/spongebobspreadlegs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384432685623091794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlY_-eRIlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/N-waaj_IImE/s320/spongebobspreadlegs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to be, right? I mean, he's clearly lying on a fancy lambskin rug, and his legs are..errr...ready for business and in the air (literally not touching the cake). Am I wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-6873489855888197850?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/6873489855888197850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-effff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6873489855888197850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6873489855888197850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-effff.html' title='What the Effff?!?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlZAeKTZjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KYPW1nMZo3k/s72-c/poopfrog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-3960830335239975154</id><published>2009-09-22T17:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:54:17.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Love is Blind, and Apparently Illiterate...</title><content type='html'>....and Hopefully Sterile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlT6jzbgCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PzZJiVWT_1U/s1600-h/JustMarread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384427095006609442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlT6jzbgCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PzZJiVWT_1U/s320/JustMarread.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marread"  Really?  COME ON!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlT68OQsYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BdK_qtXJWh0/s1600-h/merryme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384427101561598338" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlT68OQsYI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BdK_qtXJWh0/s320/merryme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Me.  Sigh.  Now, given that this certain proposal occurred during the Christmas season, I could almost, ALMOST let this one go as a play on words.  Unfortunately, I know the person who wrote this, and and I have read his postings on FB, and he's just not that clever.  Creepy yes.  Clever, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(note: the person who accepted this proposal, has since seen the light, and dumped this guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-3960830335239975154?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/3960830335239975154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-love-is-blind-and-apparently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3960830335239975154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3960830335239975154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-love-is-blind-and-apparently.html' title='Because Love is Blind, and Apparently Illiterate...'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlT6jzbgCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PzZJiVWT_1U/s72-c/JustMarread.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-589065409893237680</id><published>2009-09-22T17:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:43:52.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Y'all!  Hugh Havin' a Yard Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlS8LN-KnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MmRQfz7TTYY/s1600-h/HughYardSale.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384426023255157362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlS8LN-KnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MmRQfz7TTYY/s320/HughYardSale.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Commentary Necessary.  Do you agree Theresa G?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-589065409893237680?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/589065409893237680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-yall-hugh-havin-yard-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/589065409893237680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/589065409893237680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-yall-hugh-havin-yard-sale.html' title='Hey Y&apos;all!  Hugh Havin&apos; a Yard Sale!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SrlS8LN-KnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MmRQfz7TTYY/s72-c/HughYardSale.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4263384889648455781</id><published>2009-08-30T11:48:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:48:02.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing [My] Love [of Everything] Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprZwnVLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3SXqpwSIWLw/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375848534434872754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprZwnVLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3SXqpwSIWLw/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to "designer" Christian Audigier, Douche Bags around the world have adopted their new uniform. Said uniform consists of an Ed Hardy shirt and white sunglasses. Spiky hair/faux hawk and spray tan is optional, but definitelyare an added bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And, why not pair your shirt with shoes and a backpack to let people know how douchey you really are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx7rQYkAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/E84CFQmwFvA/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804744001949698" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx7rQYkAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/E84CFQmwFvA/s200/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx8KhwbRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZiTPPyBjpKs/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804752396315922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx8KhwbRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/ZiTPPyBjpKs/s200/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx6wofn_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qre7YSofXBo/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375804728265383922" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqx6wofn_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/qre7YSofXBo/s200/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;But WAIT!!! There is so much more you can do to pay hommage, raise your level of douche-baggery, and perhaps even become the KING of all the Douchers!!! Yep, thaaaaaat's right...housewares, Douchers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYwfPi8eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DMA1cg0skxg/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847432752132578" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYwfPi8eI/AAAAAAAAAIU/DMA1cg0skxg/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYv3bqkmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5GlRdIGKVO4/s1600-h/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847422065545826" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYv3bqkmI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5GlRdIGKVO4/s320/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's Shot Glasses &amp;amp; Wine Glasses &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprZSKL8FaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1Vc1BwUaRoI/s1600-h/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375848011215410594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprZSKL8FaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/1Vc1BwUaRoI/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Candles, and....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYw3g4E8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GXQtIJUx8EM/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847439267271618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYw3g4E8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/GXQtIJUx8EM/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYxVVZCHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XiX-blZaIg/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375847447272163442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprYxVVZCHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7XiX-blZaIg/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rhinestones, OH MY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4263384889648455781?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4263384889648455781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/killing-my-love-of-everything-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4263384889648455781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4263384889648455781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/killing-my-love-of-everything-slowly.html' title='Killing [My] Love [of Everything] Slowly'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SprZwnVLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3SXqpwSIWLw/s72-c/IMG_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-8361106039241936770</id><published>2009-08-30T11:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:45:16.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Take a Cup of Oxymoron, Please</title><content type='html'>Please correct me if I am wrong, but aren't these two characters usuallly bright and somewhat obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqrdF6kAgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5WuEzOKAfP8/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375797621512471042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqrdF6kAgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5WuEzOKAfP8/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, perhaps if they said Silent Movie Star, or 1950's TV Star, I could undersand this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-8361106039241936770?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/8361106039241936770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-cup-of-oxymoron-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8361106039241936770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8361106039241936770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-take-cup-of-oxymoron-please.html' title='I&apos;ll Take a Cup of Oxymoron, Please'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqrdF6kAgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5WuEzOKAfP8/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-8293480705308798156</id><published>2009-08-30T11:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:35:49.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Department of Tran$portation!</title><content type='html'>Dear Department of Transportation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for protecting me from my own stupidity. I am so happy that you are using my tax dollars wisely. If you had not used the chain link fence, the concrete barriers, the barrels, caution tape, blinking lights, and glowing signage, I would have certainly crashed into the gigantic mound of dirt and backhoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqqDLsYU5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/f8Xu4Z51WSg/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375796076875371410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqqDLsYU5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/f8Xu4Z51WSg/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dodged a bullet there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-8293480705308798156?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/8293480705308798156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-department-of-tranportation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8293480705308798156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8293480705308798156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-department-of-tranportation.html' title='Thanks Department of Tran$portation!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqqDLsYU5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/f8Xu4Z51WSg/s72-c/IMG_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-3784132255326811125</id><published>2009-08-30T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:27:28.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for Your Assistance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqng4hABJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ohKp1SlR82U/s1600-h/highshelf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793288588559506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqng4hABJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ohKp1SlR82U/s400/highshelf1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whether its to provide assistance to your business invitees, or to avoid a lawsuit from those pesky lawyers, I love when stores are willing to assist me when I want something from the top shelf.  But this place is a little too willing, don't you think Katie H.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqngdP8BBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sJvu4RcXNyU/s1600-h/highshelf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375793281269236754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SpqngdP8BBI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sJvu4RcXNyU/s400/highshelf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-3784132255326811125?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/3784132255326811125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-your-assistance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3784132255326811125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3784132255326811125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-your-assistance.html' title='Thanks for Your Assistance!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Spqng4hABJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ohKp1SlR82U/s72-c/highshelf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-5895318302715867353</id><published>2009-08-20T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:32:56.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew! I Would Have Never Known!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2kfhH75fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cdLVW7prSOE/s1600-h/fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130791897425394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2kfhH75fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cdLVW7prSOE/s400/fridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought this Frigidaire to freeze my golf balls, hammers, and plates. Then I saw it. Plain as day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2kgLKvTFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DpIMUthyfgk/s1600-h/fridge2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372130803183471698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2kgLKvTFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DpIMUthyfgk/s400/fridge2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap. Now what am I supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-5895318302715867353?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/5895318302715867353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/whew-i-would-have-never-known.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5895318302715867353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5895318302715867353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/whew-i-would-have-never-known.html' title='Whew! I Would Have Never Known!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2kfhH75fI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cdLVW7prSOE/s72-c/fridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-1984484869981714928</id><published>2009-08-20T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:19:07.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Which Is It?</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna get a vanity tag because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.  I love my blanket soooo much, and must let the world know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.  I love the people/I am a person from Afghanistan, and must let the world know; or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.  I love the breed of dog, and must let the world know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2gVvcNm2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/TSr3l_MbrJU/s1600-h/afghans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372126225895365474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2gVvcNm2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/TSr3l_MbrJU/s400/afghans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a shame that there were no other identifiers in or on this vehicle to lead me in the right direction.  Guess we'll never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-1984484869981714928?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/1984484869981714928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-which-is-it.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1984484869981714928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1984484869981714928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-which-is-it.html' title='Well, Which Is It?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/So2gVvcNm2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/TSr3l_MbrJU/s72-c/afghans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-5173958034352293718</id><published>2009-08-07T17:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:17:48.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Pensacola!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh, Pensacola. We are usually in the news media for negative things: hurricane destruction, bombings, bizarre murders, 10 year old drunk drivers, and Jude Law's newest love-child (he has 3 already!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for a new image! Oh!  Oh! Oh!  What is this?  Oh, this is PERFECTION!!!  I mean it says everything without a word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Snyls7c0yZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/d0TgzGMItEo/s1600-h/Go+Pensacola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367347047210207634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Snyls7c0yZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/d0TgzGMItEo/s400/Go+Pensacola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Pensacola! Home of folks who strangely hold their utensils, the AMDA (Arthritic Martini Drinkers of America), and Ozzy Osborne fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That'll do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-5173958034352293718?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/5173958034352293718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-pensacola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5173958034352293718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5173958034352293718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-pensacola.html' title='Go Pensacola!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Snyls7c0yZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/d0TgzGMItEo/s72-c/Go+Pensacola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-5370658696599528480</id><published>2009-08-01T10:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:44:53.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Towel-agami</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you've ever been on a cruise, you have come back to your cabin, after a long day of fun in the sun, to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;greeted&lt;/span&gt; by a sweet little towel creature, on your bed. Here are some great examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgJLV2cpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t10R7pgVMIE/s1600-h/towelstingray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365018766884631186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgJLV2cpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t10R7pgVMIE/s400/towelstingray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt;. A stingray! Cute!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgI3ZE3dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KVSHHx8AS6E/s1600-h/towelpup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365018761529449938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgI3ZE3dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/KVSHHx8AS6E/s400/towelpup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oooo&lt;/span&gt;, and puppy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgIsEm7gI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mYifG30a4uY/s1600-h/towellobster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365018758490811906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgIsEm7gI/AAAAAAAAAE0/mYifG30a4uY/s400/towellobster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neato&lt;/span&gt;! A lobster!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now Imagine, if you will, coming into that same cabin, tired from the sun and perhaps one or four too many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;margaritas&lt;/span&gt;, and spying this little guy on your bed:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;.  WHAT THE EFF!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRhk8UFxWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HvmrkcgbZNA/s1600-h/towelomg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365020343398679906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRhk8UFxWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/HvmrkcgbZNA/s400/towelomg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Katie H!  Is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;scarier&lt;/span&gt; than a Sock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Monkey&lt;/span&gt; (Yep! She's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sock&lt;/span&gt; Monkeys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRhB_QQsqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/P_bkoxwSylY/s1600-h/towelomg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365019742892503714" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRhB_QQsqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/P_bkoxwSylY/s400/towelomg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-5370658696599528480?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/5370658696599528480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/towel-agami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5370658696599528480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/5370658696599528480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/towel-agami.html' title='Towel-agami'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRgJLV2cpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t10R7pgVMIE/s72-c/towelstingray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4419364573928182765</id><published>2009-08-01T10:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:28:45.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vehicular Identification - What's Your Tallent?</title><content type='html'>Back in the olden times, the days or yore, if you will, last names came from your trade. For example, Smiths of the world were blacksmiths, shoe-smiths, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be great, if we could somehow, in this day and age, know what people do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is a step ahead, and has already proudly displayed his...er.....tallent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRbohTWGLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ehSO9yU9gXs/s1600-h/belcher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365013807797508274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRbohTWGLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ehSO9yU9gXs/s400/belcher.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belch:  –verb (used without object)&lt;br /&gt;to eject gas spasmodically and noisily from the stomach through the mouth; eruct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4419364573928182765?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4419364573928182765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/vehicular-identification-whats-your.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4419364573928182765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4419364573928182765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/vehicular-identification-whats-your.html' title='Vehicular Identification - What&apos;s Your Tallent?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRbohTWGLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ehSO9yU9gXs/s72-c/belcher.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-6976447031003186480</id><published>2009-08-01T09:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:03:31.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fry Chicken, Oh and Some Shrimp.Oyster, Please</title><content type='html'>Now, I am all for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;immigration&lt;/span&gt;. My own mother was a "Green Card" carrier. BUT, if you are going to live here, let's try to master the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt;...or at least hire someone to do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and nothing says DELICIOUS like gas station &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cuisine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRWrAuKhvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JUUk7FWXTqA/s1600-h/frychicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365008353033094898" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRWrAuKhvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JUUk7FWXTqA/s400/frychicken.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click the pic for a closer look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...What is the difference between Fry Chicken and Crispy Chicken?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-6976447031003186480?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/6976447031003186480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/fry-chicken-oh-and-some-shrimpoyster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6976447031003186480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6976447031003186480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/fry-chicken-oh-and-some-shrimpoyster.html' title='Fry Chicken, Oh and Some Shrimp.Oyster, Please'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRWrAuKhvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JUUk7FWXTqA/s72-c/frychicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-6801721031290666297</id><published>2009-08-01T09:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:44:05.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daaaaaahling, its Sewannee Casual, Of Course!</title><content type='html'>This is the most excellent piece of literature I have seen in quite some times. It comes straight from the "Welcome Package" of a college in Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. 1985 called, it wants it's.....everything back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRT8a4_bFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ByJAEcHp-ro/s1600-h/sewannee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365005353580719186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRT8a4_bFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ByJAEcHp-ro/s400/sewannee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Click the pick for a larger view)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oooooo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Doggie&lt;/span&gt;! Just don't get caught wearing loafers without tassels, those are so last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-6801721031290666297?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/6801721031290666297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/daaaaaahling-its-sewannee-casual-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6801721031290666297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6801721031290666297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/08/daaaaaahling-its-sewannee-casual-of.html' title='Daaaaaahling, its Sewannee Casual, Of Course!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnRT8a4_bFI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ByJAEcHp-ro/s72-c/sewannee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4745542577444362150</id><published>2009-07-29T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:05:55.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE WHAT?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBWN_MjDqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RY6kC1G7FRY/s1600-h/ribs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(warning: for one bumper sticker, I have lots to say!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBWs0jUcpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LMBt454CCCM/s1600-h/ribs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363882484219277970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBWs0jUcpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LMBt454CCCM/s400/ribs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OH YUCK! I just love when non-imaginative people need to poach off of other campaigns. This one is ripped off from Trojan brand condoms, of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find most disturbing about this, is not the blatant theft of a great slogan, but that I can’t figure out it its about food or God? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why in the HELL would some one put a GIANT sticker on their vehicle advertising a restaurant that sells ribs? Sooooo, because I live in the Bible Belt, and because this lady carries a clue on her vehicle - and that would be the purple sticker that shows this driver works at a Catholic hospital (ID sticker pixelized for her PROTECTION - get it? protection? Cuz condoms are also called protection...oh, never mind. That was lame.), I have deduced that this sticker very well could be about God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if it is about God, I have two things to say: #1. Everyone knows we ladies only got ONE rib from good ole Adam, so this is mathematically incorrect; and #2 When did it become okay to use a sexual innuendo to campaign for God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4745542577444362150?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4745542577444362150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-what.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4745542577444362150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4745542577444362150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-what.html' title='WHAT THE WHAT?!?!?!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBWs0jUcpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LMBt454CCCM/s72-c/ribs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-6268940146227289390</id><published>2009-07-29T07:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:29:10.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Bottom Jeans, Boots with the (What THE!!!)...Glitter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Apple Bottom Jeans: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should stick with jeans...ONLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, TNQR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sl6BF85Vm_I/AAAAAAAAADs/kTGOWczIris/s1600-h/apple1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358862545863416818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sl6BF85Vm_I/AAAAAAAAADs/kTGOWczIris/s400/apple1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sl6BGeTg8DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PXc6G4Sf7AA/s1600-h/apple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358862554831581234" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sl6BGeTg8DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PXc6G4Sf7AA/s400/apple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I especially love the anti-theft device attached to these beauties. Its a good thing its there, because I was soooo tempted to snag these!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-6268940146227289390?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/6268940146227289390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/apple-bottom-jeans-boots-with-what.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6268940146227289390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/6268940146227289390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/apple-bottom-jeans-boots-with-what.html' title='Apple Bottom Jeans, Boots with the (What THE!!!)...Glitter?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Sl6BF85Vm_I/AAAAAAAAADs/kTGOWczIris/s72-c/apple1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-1202286609306811319</id><published>2009-07-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:23:40.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Lazy Mo-Fo in you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here it is folks! The BOOKCHAIR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz, I can't be expected to hold a book AND read it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That would take too much energy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBMEYzV7JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cn39WLPFG3A/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363870794459245714" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBMEYzV7JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cn39WLPFG3A/s400/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oooo, and its portable too! Now I can carry my book with this handy BookChair since there was no way to carry my book before! Eureka!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-1202286609306811319?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/1202286609306811319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-lazy-mo-fo-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1202286609306811319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/1202286609306811319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-lazy-mo-fo-in-you.html' title='For the Lazy Mo-Fo in you!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SnBMEYzV7JI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cn39WLPFG3A/s72-c/IMG_0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-945401212908784919</id><published>2009-07-17T08:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:20:20.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I like to know what I'm getting into...</title><content type='html'>I just hate not knowing where I'm going, and just adore signs that spell it out for me. Going down a street with a glorious name, only to end up in the dangerous part of town, is a total bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Forrest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gump's&lt;/span&gt; shoes, some signs will tell you exactly where you are going...and where you have been. Airport &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boulevard&lt;/span&gt; for instance, will take you to an airport; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bayview&lt;/span&gt; Parkway, will most likely have a lovely view of the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, is a street that tells it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SmB47JJlfrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oq4kjQFcB0I/s1600-h/trailerpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359416514034630322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SmB47JJlfrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oq4kjQFcB0I/s400/trailerpark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naming roads like this is quite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thoughtful, don't you think Katie H?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-945401212908784919?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/945401212908784919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-i-like-to-know-what-im-getting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/945401212908784919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/945401212908784919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-i-like-to-know-what-im-getting.html' title='Because I like to know what I&apos;m getting into...'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SmB47JJlfrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oq4kjQFcB0I/s72-c/trailerpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-9042826688649844078</id><published>2009-07-13T18:35:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:16:38.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES WE DID! ...OH NO YOU DI'N'T!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I submit that there is nothing, NOTHING that says "Historical Victory," like having your head on a commemorative plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlvE-ujGp_I/AAAAAAAAADU/3toI_Rzoj0w/s1600-h/obama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358092763613538290" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlvE-ujGp_I/AAAAAAAAADU/3toI_Rzoj0w/s320/obama1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Incredible..well, that's one word for it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlvKsG7rMrI/AAAAAAAAADk/SVMfqfJF26Q/s1600-h/obama2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358099040811299506" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlvKsG7rMrI/AAAAAAAAADk/SVMfqfJF26Q/s400/obama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has got to be high quality for sure.  If you can't tell by the amazing low price, certainly, you can tell by fact it says so right on the box.  And, of course, all "As Seen on TV" products are known for their excellence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think I'll get 8 and use it for my Fancy guests....I wonder if the have matching stemware.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-9042826688649844078?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/9042826688649844078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-we-did-oh-no-you-dint.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/9042826688649844078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/9042826688649844078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-we-did-oh-no-you-dint.html' title='YES WE DID! ...OH NO YOU DI&apos;N&apos;T!!!!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlvE-ujGp_I/AAAAAAAAADU/3toI_Rzoj0w/s72-c/obama1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4218036857579485219</id><published>2009-07-11T09:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:47:03.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biscuit Holes...</title><content type='html'>I often wonder if Hardee's, Quiznos and Burger King are in some sort of competition for the most disturbing commercials. While this one is not "disturbing" &lt;em&gt;per se&lt;/em&gt;, it is of questionable taste; and I am QUITE surprised that the fanatics of the Gulf Coast have not complained about it (to death) to have it removed from our airwaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a Hardee's Ad regarding its "Buscuit Holes." Quite frankly, this ad had me whooping hysterically when I saw it last night, for the first time. It's ingenious for sure, but also in bad taste. It had me saying "That's not quite right!," so of course, I decided to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vmpisOn4FmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vmpisOn4FmE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4218036857579485219?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4218036857579485219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-often-wonder-if-hardees-quiznos-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4218036857579485219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4218036857579485219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-often-wonder-if-hardees-quiznos-and.html' title='Biscuit Holes...'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-2739361071884324849</id><published>2009-07-10T08:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:56:15.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder where Mommy Dearest does her "laundry"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This comes from Sanquinetta H, in Portland, OR. I think I want to move there based upon these photos she shared with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SldD8zw1OhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ayqcGSl-LJo/s1600-h/dryer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356824993746729490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SldD8zw1OhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ayqcGSl-LJo/s320/dryer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, its a dryer. But look closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SldD9CJDhCI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z4wpPCMFU5o/s1600-h/dryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356824997606425634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SldD9CJDhCI/AAAAAAAAADE/Z4wpPCMFU5o/s320/dryer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well daaaang, that’s gonna add some time to my day. I have so little time as it is! How am I supposed to do laundry AND bathe my child. He’s not gonna have that Downy Fresh scent anymore either, and I know how my husband Bubba just adores that. Stupid laundromat rules. I’ll just take my business elsewhere, I guess. Wonder where Mommy Dearest does her "laundry"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-2739361071884324849?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/2739361071884324849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonder-where-mommy-dearest-does-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2739361071884324849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/2739361071884324849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonder-where-mommy-dearest-does-her.html' title='Wonder where Mommy Dearest does her &quot;laundry&quot;'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SldD8zw1OhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ayqcGSl-LJo/s72-c/dryer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4959460430534466932</id><published>2009-07-10T08:00:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:04:27.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camouflage = Classy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Camouflage. &lt;em&gt;(nodding head).&lt;/em&gt; (U of Ala)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bama&lt;/span&gt; Logo &lt;em&gt;(still nodding head).&lt;/em&gt; Classy&lt;em&gt; (continuing to nod head - I don't know what else to do at this point).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This fine accessory was the subject of Name that Caption Friday (7/10/09).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc8kvXd5eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aUwe48CNGkM/s1600-h/bamacamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356816883668346338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc8kvXd5eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aUwe48CNGkM/s320/bamacamo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. For those of you who aren't dorks (or old), like I am, this is a clever kickback to Indiana Jones - Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981). Thanks for playing Jeff H.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Check back next Friday for a new chance to Name that Caption! (I expect more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;participants&lt;/span&gt; this time. You know who you are :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc736uhKZI/AAAAAAAAACs/53L2lEhqiC0/s1600-h/bamacamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc736uhKZI/AAAAAAAAACs/53L2lEhqiC0/s1600-h/bamacamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4959460430534466932?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4959460430534466932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/name-that-caption-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4959460430534466932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4959460430534466932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/name-that-caption-friday.html' title='Camouflage = Classy'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc8kvXd5eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aUwe48CNGkM/s72-c/bamacamo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-374729389128686790</id><published>2009-07-10T07:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:00:53.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Go That Way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. Wow. Seems like the city planner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could have planned this a teeny bit better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, streets are re-named all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc58_e8JJI/AAAAAAAAACk/f58K7kAFHGc/s1600-h/nashville%2520signs%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814001776632978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc58_e8JJI/AAAAAAAAACk/f58K7kAFHGc/s320/nashville%2520signs%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No worries my friends, this must be a warning,&lt;br /&gt;which is that there are no Episcopal Churches&lt;br /&gt;down that way. Yeah. I think that MUST be what this is.&lt;br /&gt;So thoughtful of Nashville, don’t you think Justin H? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-374729389128686790?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/374729389128686790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-go-that-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/374729389128686790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/374729389128686790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-go-that-way.html' title='You Go That Way!'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/Slc58_e8JJI/AAAAAAAAACk/f58K7kAFHGc/s72-c/nashville%2520signs%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-8379756055652357417</id><published>2009-07-09T18:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:54:50.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Subject Verb Agreement Debacle</title><content type='html'>Now, I'm no genius by any stretch of the imagination. I misspell, I incorrectly use grammar. Yet, I do know the answer to The Great Subject Verb Agreement Debacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson: When the subject is plural, the verb also has to be plural. However, here's the kicker: the plural verb takes away the "s" and "es." DOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I put so much stress on correctness of grammar? Well, Maeve Maddox said it way better than I ever could: (&lt;a href="http://www.dailywritingtips.com/why-bother-about-correctness/"&gt;http://www.dailywritingtips.com/why-bother-about-correctness/&lt;/a&gt;) "I think correctness in language matters because having standard forms maintains access to past literature and makes one’s own writing comprehensible to a larger number of English speakers than strictly idiosyncratic spelling and usage do. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd have said anything myself, it would have been really mean. Those who know me can attest to this. :) But, I'll try. Here it goes...I put importance on it, because if you are trying to sell me something, or if you are a role model, you shouldn't be stupid. Oops. Too mean? (Here’s hoping I don’t make any mistakes now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlaCQsj9rwI/AAAAAAAAACc/bUN-W3es9O0/s1600-h/churches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356612030155304706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlaCQsj9rwI/AAAAAAAAACc/bUN-W3es9O0/s320/churches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wells, Thanks Yous Verys Muches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlaB4R5PejI/AAAAAAAAACU/wY2EjDo69uo/s1600-h/churches.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-8379756055652357417?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/8379756055652357417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-subject-verb-agreement-debacle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8379756055652357417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/8379756055652357417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-subject-verb-agreement-debacle.html' title='The Great Subject Verb Agreement Debacle'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlaCQsj9rwI/AAAAAAAAACc/bUN-W3es9O0/s72-c/churches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-7917617426589125061</id><published>2009-07-09T07:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:22:41.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom Vroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlXtkdmvs4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/uW_PYZ3M9H4/s1600-h/southerncomfort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356448542505284482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlXtkdmvs4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/uW_PYZ3M9H4/s320/southerncomfort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Rednecks, nothing says "Pull me over Occifer"&lt;br /&gt;like paying homage to your favorite&lt;br /&gt;choice of libation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlXsVuQfIeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vxTXjA4Nhqo/s1600-h/doracamero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356447189765661154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlXsVuQfIeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vxTXjA4Nhqo/s320/doracamero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camaro. Muscle Car. First introduced in 1967.&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty sure the makers of this fine vehicle&lt;br /&gt;never intended it to be an...ugh...story board for&lt;br /&gt;cartoons, such as Dora the Explorer. Even&lt;br /&gt;Dora is embarrassed, as she can be seen&lt;br /&gt;ducking into the car door!  Or, perhaps the owner&lt;br /&gt;had spent all the money on this fancy paint job&lt;br /&gt;and could not afford to fix the fallen window? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or, maybe...this car is owned by an 8 year old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No. No. Now I'm just being silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-7917617426589125061?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/7917617426589125061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/vroom-vroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7917617426589125061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7917617426589125061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/vroom-vroom.html' title='Vroom Vroom'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlXtkdmvs4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/uW_PYZ3M9H4/s72-c/southerncomfort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-7614717156471437166</id><published>2009-07-08T13:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:54:48.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resevred Vehilces Parknig...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTrKDdsv_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/iK55EcRGWqQ/s1600-h/parking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356164414811455474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTrKDdsv_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/iK55EcRGWqQ/s320/parking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thsi Arae Resevred fro Vehilces Wiht Parknig Permtis (Thanks Jeremy W!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-7614717156471437166?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/7614717156471437166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/resevred-vehilces-parknig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7614717156471437166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7614717156471437166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/resevred-vehilces-parknig.html' title='Resevred Vehilces Parknig...'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTrKDdsv_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/iK55EcRGWqQ/s72-c/parking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-7538029860720577397</id><published>2009-07-08T12:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:01:05.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Maw, Paw?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTcs41dPdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fVx9ZDFBudo/s1600-h/moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356148520579317202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTcs41dPdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fVx9ZDFBudo/s320/moving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh Paw? Where's Maw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Saw this with my own eyes. NOTHING was tied down!!!  Yeah.  I was driving when I took this photo, which is not too smart...but dang!  They are moving house...on top of their car!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-7538029860720577397?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/7538029860720577397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheres-maw-paw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7538029860720577397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/7538029860720577397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/wheres-maw-paw.html' title='Where&apos;s Maw, Paw?'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTcs41dPdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fVx9ZDFBudo/s72-c/moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-3109928350916887348</id><published>2009-07-08T12:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:28:26.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It His Wife Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTSmBkWETI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1H6NJb1JrLs/s1600-h/pastor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137407548100914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTSmBkWETI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1H6NJb1JrLs/s320/pastor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Donchu park thur. It not your space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It his wife space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-3109928350916887348?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/3109928350916887348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/donchu-park-thur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3109928350916887348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/3109928350916887348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/donchu-park-thur.html' title='It His Wife Space'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTSmBkWETI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1H6NJb1JrLs/s72-c/pastor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6766225266305110518.post-4423384538688891727</id><published>2009-07-08T11:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:35:11.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the Incontinence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTOwr4pOnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jPL_jRf-cuU/s1600-h/gasstation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356133192659712626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTOwr4pOnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jPL_jRf-cuU/s320/gasstation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GROSS!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... Oh, wait. So you didn't just pee on the floor? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, okay then. Perhaps you should forgo the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depends Undergarments, and get a dictionary then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6766225266305110518-4423384538688891727?l=thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/feeds/4423384538688891727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-incontinence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4423384538688891727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6766225266305110518/posts/default/4423384538688891727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatsnotquiteright.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-incontinence.html' title='Sorry for the Incontinence..'/><author><name>Tory Nelson</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/101241412363693262982</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-i15CJ5QMCMY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAY4/BJSTrPlKnPY/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovVljwK5wV0/SlTOwr4pOnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jPL_jRf-cuU/s72-c/gasstation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
