<?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-7182203</id><updated>2012-01-23T15:39:22.077+08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='iphone 4s'/><category term='batman'/><category term='children'/><category term='gossip'/><category term='The facebook divorce'/><category term='funny'/><category term='China'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='separation'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='The Peep Culture'/><category term='ios5'/><category term='sex'/><category term='Alicia Berner'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='internet'/><category term='trailer'/><category term='twitter shutdown'/><category term='surprises'/><category term='social media'/><category term='Siri'/><category term='contraception'/><category term='Geek Life'/><category term='love'/><category term='satire'/><category term='kids'/><category term='notes'/><title type='text'>It Sucks To Be You!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5661015046986134708</id><published>2012-01-23T15:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:39:22.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ios5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone 4s'/><title type='text'>Siri Is So Frigid!</title><content type='html'>Siri, the voice activated helper on the iPhone 4s, can be a lot of fun and, when you push her out of her comfort zone, can be funny without trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of my dirtier conversations trying to get Siri to put out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTPaHcJEGMA/Tx0L-yhfDGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Uq72j9vHWbI/s1600/IMG_1814.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTPaHcJEGMA/Tx0L-yhfDGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Uq72j9vHWbI/s320/IMG_1814.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700725876662930530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uyk-QXmEsfE/Tx0MUtxQ_vI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sspyWWWYvCE/s1600/IMG_1835.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uKH4oqC03MA/Tx0LPFGWNGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Q6gmT93MN1Y/s320/IMG_1811.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700725057015657570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5661015046986134708?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5661015046986134708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5661015046986134708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5661015046986134708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5661015046986134708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-with-siri.html' title='Siri Is So Frigid!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QTPaHcJEGMA/Tx0L-yhfDGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Uq72j9vHWbI/s72-c/IMG_1814.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-921832269973917958</id><published>2011-12-21T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T11:12:12.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>The Dark Knight Rises!</title><content type='html'>Speaks for itself.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="512" height="288" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9R6zD8VcQTQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-921832269973917958?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/921832269973917958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=921832269973917958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/921832269973917958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/921832269973917958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/12/dark-knight-rises.html' title='The Dark Knight Rises!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9R6zD8VcQTQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-4555182782705361625</id><published>2011-10-18T15:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:58:00.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia Berner'/><title type='text'>Whats The Buzz, Tell Me Whats'a Happening</title><content type='html'>With Facebook and Twitter who needs a personal blog any more? Meh, right? Well I'm posting something just for the sake of posting! So Nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome girlfriend and all round amazing person, Leash, is celebrating her 30th in Phuket. While she is away she is leaving me surprises all around the house for random smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first surprise popped up not long after she left. A note on my copy of F1 2011 for PS3......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YZzzinNG0Y/Tp0vhNsvRDI/AAAAAAAAALE/hbN7jk4mtmY/s1600/IMG_1535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YZzzinNG0Y/Tp0vhNsvRDI/AAAAAAAAALE/hbN7jk4mtmY/s320/IMG_1535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664736153961448498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next a Calendar reminder popped up on my phone with a special sweet message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leash has hinted that there are more surprises on the way for me to find. I'm feeling pretty loved! This should help get through the next 11 days stuck at home enjoying the sweet smell of two year olds poo and tripping over toy mine fields while she is partying in a foreign country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-4555182782705361625?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/4555182782705361625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=4555182782705361625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4555182782705361625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4555182782705361625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/10/whatsthe-buzz-tell-me-whatsa-happening.html' title='Whats The Buzz, Tell Me Whats&apos;a Happening'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YZzzinNG0Y/Tp0vhNsvRDI/AAAAAAAAALE/hbN7jk4mtmY/s72-c/IMG_1535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6514382306612833711</id><published>2011-07-22T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T15:39:49.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Forget This!</title><content type='html'>I just wanna save this so I can embarrass her with it in years to come! Téa on Sunrise! So what is her favourite hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" width="432" height="243" src="http://d.yimg.com/nl/australia/au-tv/player.html#shareUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fau.tv.yahoo.com%2Fsunrise%2Fvideo%2F-%2Fwatch%2F25936344%2Ffinding-mr-right%2F&amp;browseCarouselUI=hide&amp;repeat=0&amp;vid=25936344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="145" width="100%"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Fplaylists%2F942643&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="145" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Fplaylists%2F942643&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/theferocioustealou/sets/t-a-smith-appearing-on-92-9"&gt;Téa Smith appearing on 92.9 Breakfast radio Perth&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/theferocioustealou"&gt;Téa Smith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="81" width="100%"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F19397070"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F19397070" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/joshuawithers/j-s-introduce-australias-most"&gt;J&amp;S Introduce Australia's Most (Read: Almost) Desperate Woman: Téa Smith&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://soundcloud.com/joshuawithers"&gt;joshuawithers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6514382306612833711?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6514382306612833711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6514382306612833711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6514382306612833711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6514382306612833711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-forget-this.html' title='Can&apos;t Forget This!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3463163124154285169</id><published>2011-04-07T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:32:35.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 08 - A Song That You Know All The Words Too</title><content type='html'>Whats the point of doing this if you don't get a little embarrassing..... Partners in Kryme! TURTLE POWER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VFsTr0kGAqU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-3463163124154285169?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3463163124154285169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3463163124154285169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3463163124154285169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3463163124154285169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-08-song-that-you-know-all-words-too.html' title='Day 08 - A Song That You Know All The Words Too'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VFsTr0kGAqU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2593801827490870362</id><published>2011-04-06T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:42:39.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 07 - A Song That Reminds You Of A Certain Event</title><content type='html'>Seriously? These questions suck! Hmmmm well the word event made me think sports and the best sporting event of our generation was Mark Webber winning the 2009 German GP! The song they played, Advance Australia Fair of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what I have, our national anthem. Just for a change lets spice it up a bit with Adam Hill's version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xiEycVMKoJo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2593801827490870362?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2593801827490870362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2593801827490870362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2593801827490870362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2593801827490870362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-07-song-that-reminds-you-of-certain.html' title='Day 07 - A Song That Reminds You Of A Certain Event'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xiEycVMKoJo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5474207502257024423</id><published>2011-04-05T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:46:19.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 06 - A Song That Reminds You Of Somewhere</title><content type='html'>This doesn't just remind me of a place. It puts me back to Vic Park in spring 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fFjDVnjWlVY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5474207502257024423?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5474207502257024423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5474207502257024423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5474207502257024423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5474207502257024423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-06-song-that-reminds-you-of.html' title='Day 06 - A Song That Reminds You Of Somewhere'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fFjDVnjWlVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2367429609115866487</id><published>2011-04-04T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:15:16.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 05 - A Song That Reminds You Of Someone</title><content type='html'>I wont say who or why but this scene from Almost Famous reminds me of someone. Actually the whole movie makes me think of someone but you want a song, not a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="420" height="262" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7Qn3tel9FWU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2367429609115866487?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2367429609115866487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2367429609115866487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2367429609115866487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2367429609115866487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-05-song-that-reminds-you-of-someone.html' title='Day 05 - A Song That Reminds You Of Someone'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7Qn3tel9FWU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6764962698491282797</id><published>2011-03-20T08:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:44:46.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 04 - A song that makes you sad</title><content type='html'>In 2003, singer/songwriter Elliot Smith stabbed himself after a domestic with his girlfriend. Smith died a short time later in hospital. Suicide had always been a theme close to Smith throughout his life as he suffered with depression. It's been said that during the last few years of his life, thoughts of his death weighed heavily on his soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late by Ben Folds is Ben's heartfelt message to Smith after his suicide. It's takes you to a place where you think about all the people you have known that have passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-XtfcjYaT6A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6764962698491282797?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6764962698491282797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6764962698491282797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6764962698491282797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6764962698491282797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-04-song-that-makes-you-sad.html' title='Day 04 - A song that makes you sad'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-XtfcjYaT6A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3592986939647668114</id><published>2011-03-20T08:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:27:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Emotional Response</title><content type='html'>After a week of continual bombardment of horrific images from Japan its hard to be as distressed as you were the first time. Occasionally a video comes out of Japan that shows a personal side that makes it real again. Pretty powerful images, I didn't make it past the girl making it into the building before it got to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 293px; width: 480px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tL05ckcLqbM?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tL05ckcLqbM?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="293"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-3592986939647668114?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3592986939647668114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3592986939647668114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3592986939647668114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3592986939647668114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/emotional-response.html' title='An Emotional Response'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-25152969226984312</id><published>2011-03-18T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:44:45.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 03 - A song that makes you happy</title><content type='html'>Awww come on!!!! Really? OK, but this one will probably turn up in a later question too. I had never really listened to it till I saw the opening scene of Lost season 2 where we first meet Desmond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PEQxEJ5_5zA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-25152969226984312?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/25152969226984312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=25152969226984312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/25152969226984312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/25152969226984312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-03-song-that-makes-you-happy.html' title='Day 03 - A song that makes you happy'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PEQxEJ5_5zA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3865685144195175535</id><published>2011-03-18T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T11:21:55.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit of Hope</title><content type='html'>So much crap on YouTube of singers who cant sing. Thankfully, there is an occasional standout. You need to at least watch the first one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="504" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8i7u3fl-hP8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="504" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8sZa8Cji2CA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-3865685144195175535?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3865685144195175535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3865685144195175535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3865685144195175535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3865685144195175535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-bit-of-hope.html' title='A Little Bit of Hope'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8i7u3fl-hP8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7818806985462577033</id><published>2011-03-17T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:06:49.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 02 - Your least favourite song</title><content type='html'>Seriously, how am I meant to answer this one? Anyway, what does it even mean? The least of my favourites? So of the list of my favourite songs, what is the least favourite? Who knows, I'm already thinking this 30 day thing is getting harder than its worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets try this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/byQIPdHMpjc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7818806985462577033?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7818806985462577033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7818806985462577033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7818806985462577033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7818806985462577033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-02-your-least-favourite-song.html' title='Day 02 - Your least favourite song'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/byQIPdHMpjc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3820973066090184742</id><published>2011-03-16T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T12:27:29.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 01 - Your Favourite Song</title><content type='html'>This is my favourite song today. It might not be tomorrow but it's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WxAXmHa0--I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-3820973066090184742?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3820973066090184742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3820973066090184742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3820973066090184742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3820973066090184742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-01-your-favourite-song.html' title='Day 01 - Your Favourite Song'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WxAXmHa0--I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-440363877464925468</id><published>2011-03-16T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T12:24:38.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 30 Day Song Challenge.</title><content type='html'>Remember the 30 day challenge? People blogged about themselves in a TMI fashion for 30 days. Some, includig me stopped after the first few days. Well, I thought this idea might be more fun. I might learn something about myself (Probably not) but I will have fun rocking out. Some of the questions look a but hard. Some thinking definitely required. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Excuse the formatting, copied straight from somewhere else and Im not fixing it!)&lt;br /&gt;day 01 - your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;day 02 - your least favorite song&lt;br /&gt;day 03 - a song that makes you happy &lt;br /&gt;day 04 - a song that makes you sad&lt;br /&gt;day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone&lt;br /&gt;day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere&lt;br /&gt;day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event &lt;br /&gt;day 08 - a song that you know all the words to&lt;br /&gt;day 09 - a song that you can dance to&lt;br /&gt;day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;day 11 - a song from your favorite band &lt;br /&gt;day 12 - a song from a band you hate &lt;br /&gt;day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure &lt;br /&gt;day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love &lt;br /&gt;day 15 - a song that describes you &lt;br /&gt;day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate &lt;br /&gt;day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio&lt;br /&gt;day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio&lt;br /&gt;day 19 - a song from your favorite album&lt;br /&gt;day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry &lt;br /&gt;day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy&lt;br /&gt;day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad&lt;br /&gt;day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding&lt;br /&gt;day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral&lt;br /&gt;day 25 - a song that makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument&lt;br /&gt;day 27 - a song that you wish you could play&lt;br /&gt;day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty&lt;br /&gt;day 29 - a song from your childhood &lt;br /&gt;day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-440363877464925468?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/440363877464925468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=440363877464925468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/440363877464925468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/440363877464925468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/30-day-song-challenge.html' title='The 30 Day Song Challenge.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-4095070280468052827</id><published>2011-03-08T10:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:49:26.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After My World Changed Forever</title><content type='html'>I'll always remember this day as the day after Mina was born. Mina was about 22 hours old when Rove Live was interrupted for live vision of the World Trade Centre on fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Years later this footage has been released under Freedom of Information laws by the National Institute of Standards and Technology. If they felt it was worth fighting to release, I'll give it a look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="470" height="263"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/nl/australia/site/player.swf?vid=24443121&amp;repeat=0&amp;browseCarouselUI=hide"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="vid=24443121&amp;repeat=0&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="470" height="263" allowFullScreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/nl/australia/site/player.swf?vid=24443121&amp;repeat=0&amp;browseCarouselUI=hide" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="vid=24443121&amp;repeat=0&amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-4095070280468052827?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/4095070280468052827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=4095070280468052827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4095070280468052827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4095070280468052827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-after-my-world-changed-forever.html' title='The Day After My World Changed Forever'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8906462032439299019</id><published>2011-02-23T12:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:40:53.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Difference 3 Years Makes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8r_Tjhwjf4/TWSb0HXQI7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/2sJCO5Wvj1s/s1600/CircleRoute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8r_Tjhwjf4/TWSb0HXQI7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/2sJCO5Wvj1s/s320/CircleRoute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576753558223594418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe how much my life has changed in the last 3 years. 3 years ago I was living in Darlington with my wife and 2 kids. I worked 5 days a week and I actually thought my marriage was doing OK. LinkArtist was growing and moving forward and, for the most part I thought everyone was happy. We were even trying for a baby!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The average weekday would be; Up at 5 to make the 30 minute drive to work. Drive a bus for most of the day. Days generally consisted of split shifts so if I had a long lunch break I would use them to either gain overtime, read a book or socialise. I would get home by 7.30 and eat a dinner cooked by T before helping the kids to bed and loading the dishwasher. Night time might be an episode of Dexter before falling asleep by 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easy to see in hindsight where it got stale, especially for T who for the most part was pushing shit uphill with her business while taking care of a 2 yr old at home full time and a 6 yr old at school. It's also easy to forget that was also the time when my mental health started degrading. The memory blocks out the bad times but they were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today my life is totally different! I live in Atwell with my 3 kids and I'm divorced. I no longer drive a bus, instead choosing to follow my dreams of being a published author (even if I know nothing about novel writing). I am enrolled in university through OUA studying for a degree that will be awarded by Griffith University in Queensland. I blog, tweet, Facebook and look after my kids 86% of the time. My mental health is awesome and gets better with every passing day. I'm happily dating and if the right girl comes along, open to marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6jqtR48Rlk/TWSb9eZBWAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dNpNz04OXfA/s1600/macbook-white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6jqtR48Rlk/TWSb9eZBWAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dNpNz04OXfA/s320/macbook-white.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576753719023851522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my average weekday would be; up and 6.30, later if I can get away with it. Feed and wrangle the kid to get them to school. Home from the school trip by 9, I spend time with my baby, Angus, till about 10. Angus chills with some TV till 10.30 when I put him for a nap. I write, blog, tweet, email and study from 10 through lunch till the end of school. Once the kids are home they are fed again and I try to do the housework. There is no point doing housework while they are at school or they will think the fairies do it! Feed them again around 6, bath time, bed time, more housework then, laptop in front of the TV till midnight when I go to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all that may sound boring but it is comfortable and I've never been happier. With a bit of luck my effort will lead to success and future happiness. Anyway, thats an average weekday. The weekends is where it gets fun!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7182203-8906462032439299019?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8906462032439299019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8906462032439299019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8906462032439299019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8906462032439299019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-diference-3-years-makes.html' title='What A Difference 3 Years Makes!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8r_Tjhwjf4/TWSb0HXQI7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/2sJCO5Wvj1s/s72-c/CircleRoute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-361611128386719720</id><published>2011-02-13T10:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T12:14:43.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason’s adventure at Perth Sexpo 09 or How I went from sane adult to crazed pervert in 2.7 seconds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;A while ago I published this story on Contempt for Humanity. That site has been removed but with Sexpo only a couple of months away I wanted to warm up to it and re-publish this story. At the time the article was quite popular and well read. Re-reading it now just shows me how much my writing has progressed over the last two years. Anyway, please relive and enjoy my adventure at Sexpo. I hope to bring you more coverage and better access when Sexpo comes to Perth soon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Entering Sexpo is just like entering any tradeshow: packed and overwhelming. You spend the first few minutes just trying to orientate: Where am I, where should I be going? You get sucked along with the crowd past the first of many, many sex stores displaying cheap wang-bong vibrators and poorly made R rated porn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;As I was heading in no particular direction, a nicely dressed (undressed?) woman handed me a free show bag filled with those glamourous trucker magazines &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;The Picture&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;People,&lt;/i&gt; I think to make sure I had something to do with my hands. The bag came in handy later on, not really sure the mags will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;After 10 minutes I finally got to see breasts. 10 whole minutes? Had I been looking in the right places? This is Sexpo right, why does everybody have their tops on? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The breasts were attached to Harmony “porn star” Keisha Kane, who was selling the rights to have a picture taken with her while she displayed her acting talent by pretending to fuck you. With props within reach, Keisha was all too happy to place a fake cock on your groin and suck on it so patrons could go home with a picture sure to impress Grandma. Amused by this, I hung a round for a bit and watched the patrons pose for their photo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Keisha seemed very accommodating and pleasant to everybody that met her - but I knew I could never have a photo like that featuring myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;First of all, my wife wouldn’t approve, and future generations could suffer the consequences … plus - a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Harmony&lt;/i&gt; porn star? Come on! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Still observing, I imagined Keisha talking like a roit chav eh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Cum ‘ere luv and grab me arrse! That’s it darlin’!” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;If I wanted to watch naked Chavs go at it I would go hang outside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kidmanproject"&gt;Rob Kidman’s&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt; place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Further down the hall (and after having a deep and meaningful with licensed area hot girl whose sole mission in life is to make me buy an $8 beer) we arrive at the back of a huge crowd. It’s actually the stage, where Penthouse Pet and world-renowned exotic dancer Suzie Q is starting her performance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Suzie does an aerial performance that would be difficult &lt;/span&gt;for all but Olympic gymnasts - but she does it with her clothes off! Finally, after wandering the hall for 40 minutes my Sexpo adventure is starting and I feel excited to be there!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hoEVI4K1774" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reenergised, I start heading towards the back of that hall again stopping at the stalls, buying show bags and all the while flirting with the sales girls. Why? Because it’s Sexpo! You can’t help yourself! Once the moment has caught up with you it’s embrace it or go home! I even started rethinking my attitudes towards posing with Keisha.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;After watching Keisha suck on a Dildo again my senses caught up and sanity prevailed. There will be no photo with Keisha and in fact I’m starting to wonder if Keisha is the anti-sexpo. How can a porn star rob me of the lust for Sexpo that I had not 2 minutes before? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;My eyes catch another attraction.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Ride the Gerbil! Ride the fucking Gerbil! The Gerbil is like a Ghost Train for sex. In fact, I think they just bought a second hand ghost train and gave the ghosts hard-ons! After queuing up for 5 minutes and handing over your $4 (maybe the cheapest thing at Sexpo) you sit in the Gerbil and hold on to the handrail. My handrail was a set of boobs. My brother hung on to the cocks, but only because I made him - and since I was paying I thought it was only fair. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I don’t remember much about the Gerbil. It was very dark and hard to see but I’m pretty sure a robot cum on my face. It made spots on my glasses! Would have been nice to actually see more inside the ride but then again maybe not. I wouldn’t recommend the Gerbil not even at $4.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;With two Sexpo setbacks I had to get the mojo back and fast! The most famous, not to be missed show at Sexpo is the Sexpo Showgirls and they were on in 15 minutes. Time to hit the stage!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wt-XrYxPoWU/TVdL7kJo2fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eQ7HOpZFDFE/s320/DSC00272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573006550582745586" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Nice and early, I got a place right up the front and waited patie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;ntly. Patiently? Yeah right. The next 15 minutes was full of “Now what’s the time?” as my brother &lt;/span&gt;faithfully answered, “Two minutes since you last asked!” I stopped asking and used the clock on my phone instead. Every time I looked at my phone the picture of my 3 year old son stared back at me from the screen as if to say ‘Where are you Dad? Can I come?’ He would have liked Sexpo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;It’s 9.15 and Russell the-only-thing-I-ever-did-was-the-postie-on-The-Comedy-Company Gilbert takes to the stage with the requisite ‘RUSSELLLLL!!!’ from the bog&lt;/span&gt;ans in the crowd. It’s time for the Showgirls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The Showgirls are Jewell, Taylor and Trinity. Taylor and Trinity profess to be lesbian lovers in one of the trucker magazine&lt;/span&gt;s. Lucky for us they found each other! The show is awesome. The most awesome thing at Sexpo, in fact the most awesome thing in Perth ever! Well worth the price of admission three times over. That’s when it happened. Camera blazing I went from sane adult to crazed pervert. The sort of crazed pervert I remember being at 16 years old but not since. Crazed and irrational.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9paU8aWOht0/TVdM3CVdGII/AAAAAAAAAFo/FDb7cbX-o5I/s320/DSC00286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573007572297652354" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jewell is now my one and only and if the chance arose we would run off together and live happily ever after! What wife? What children? They are dead to me. I love Jewell and I’m sure with a bit of help, the sort of help found in the character of John Fowels’s book, The Collector, she would love me too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Showgirls perform to 3 songs – ending, quite amazingly, with Jewell receiving a bath from the other girls (including a “clean” that only a cat is used to in the privates!) Taylor then showered me with the water from the sponge. The perks of being up front!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M0UbJ2_tBJg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;After the show I only existed in 16-year-old crazy perve mode. Showgirl show bags are available from the side of the stage complete with a DVD of tonight’s performance and a picture with the girls. My girls. My Jewell!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I hurried. I may have pushed people over, but in my defence they shouldn’t have been in the way! I jumped in line. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Here’s $30, $60 just take my fucking wallet, I don’t care!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFIqKFR04Gs/TVdO7ARziOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/af5UdxAww8M/s1600/DSC00279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFIqKFR04Gs/TVdO7ARziOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/af5UdxAww8M/s320/DSC00279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573009839488207074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;At this point I have no idea where my brother is. I left him behind. He could be dead for all I care. I’m going to meet Jewell! I later found out he was busy watching a silhouette of a couple fucking or making out or some such shit. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I wait in line.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The man running the stall is very protective of the girls, maybe too much. These girls were just on stage, swapping spit with a thousand cameras flashing at them, yet now that they are in the stall photography seems to be outlawed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Oi, put it away! You want a picture you pay!” he yells every time he sees a flash go off towards the girls. He seems tough but I’m sure I could take him if he gets inbetween my beloved Jewell and I!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;My turn. I sit on a stool between the lovers and wrap my hands around their waist. Jewell sits in front. I think at this point I should mention that the 16-year-old perve is also a polite gentleman. I was shocked. I found myself using all my “please” and “thankyous” as I talk to the girls. It was uncontrollable yet the girls seemed to like it. It may have shocked them too. In the time it took for the camera to go click I was pushed along to a new line, autographs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The girls take all the pictures for everyone in line then move down to the table to sign the trucker magazine and their poster. I wait patiently. In only moments I’m going to talk to Jewell and she is going to run away with me and we are going to have our happily ever after moment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I wait in line.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWkkPwdiDA0/TVdRM2tDiUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CrbO7rnFzV0/s1600/DSC00283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWkkPwdiDA0/TVdRM2tDiUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CrbO7rnFzV0/s320/DSC00283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573012345179048258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Jewell talks to me, me! I love a girl who makes the first move!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“What’s your name sweetie?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I melt.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Pause.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Shit, I have to talk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Jason.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;She starts personalising a copy of her poster for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“How’s your day been?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;A second question. This is my way in. This is my time to tell her everything!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Er….”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I squeak.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Gre…great.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“That’s awesome honey. This is Jason.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvDH5fXvuoE/TVdRri3m13I/AAAAAAAAAGA/UgyrVkPPZ-k/s1600/DSC00290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvDH5fXvuoE/TVdRri3m13I/AAAAAAAAAGA/UgyrVkPPZ-k/s320/DSC00290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573012872430540658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Jewell tells the other girls my name. Taylor says something but I don’t hear her. I have stopped listening. I feel myself shuffle away from Jewell. At the end of the desk I am given my posters and told to wait again for my photo. The moment has passed. I have lost her forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;When the photos are done Trinity comes out to the crowd and hands them out. I never see Jewell again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I find my brother staring at the porno silhouettes and ask him if there is anything else he would like to do. We head towards the one place we haven’t been, The Laporium. Is that even a word?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The Laporium is just a sleazy strip joint inside the hall. It’s dark, smelly and creepy, just like a real strip joint. I pay the cover charge for both of us, $20, before we enter and find a chair. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;On stage is a sweaty girl with no attractive features wriggling around on the floor like she is having an epileptic fit. I start wondering if anyone is going to help her or if I should call an ambulance. No one seems to be worried so I don’t either.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Moments later we are approached by a girl who starts gyrating on the bench in front of us. She is drenched with sweat and has a smell I don’t recognise. Her eyes told us that she was under the influence of something and it wasn’t alcohol.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;She grabs my brother’s leg. I have trouble making out the conversation over the noise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“What’s your name?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Daniel.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“I can give you a dance.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Ur…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I should say that sometimes, Daniel sounds like Butthead from MTV’s Beavis and Butthead. I don’t think it’s intentional but if it is he is really good at it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Ur….I don’t have any money.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“But you’re at Sexpo, you have money! $40!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;She licks her finger and runs it down her body till it finally finds her crotch where it lingers. That’s when she looks to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“What’s your name?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I try not to answer. She doesn’t give up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“How about $50 for both.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“No we are fine. Thank you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;She leaves and I breathe a sigh of relief. I ask my brother if he wants to leave the Laporium. He answers by making for the door. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I bathe in the neon light and fresh air that waits outside The Laporium. I look up, maybe to thank the Lord for getting me out of such an awful place and I see the big screen for the stage is gearing up for the next performance, the amateur strip. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The amateur strip is open to anyone who wants to take his or her clothes off in front of the crowd.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are only two rules. The crowd is not allowed to boo and the strippers don’t need to take off their underwear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The girls are first up. Russell takes up his MC duties and goes down the line of contestants.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“What’s your name?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Chantel!!!!! Whoooo!!!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Hey alright!. What do you do Chantel?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Hair dresser!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Chantel has brought a friend, it seems, because the next girl is also a hairdresser. Russell uses this as an opportunity to show the crowd why he hasn’t been on TV for 20 years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“I went to the hairdresser once and asked for an Elvis cut. The hairdresser shaved off all my hair! I said oi, this isn’t how Elvis wore his hair to which the hairdresser replied. It would be if he fucken had his hair cut here!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuZeXv6awvg/TVdSwn9aUMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Sqdfl9znb6w/s1600/gilbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuZeXv6awvg/TVdSwn9aUMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Sqdfl9znb6w/s320/gilbert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573014059208036546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Oh why isn’t The Comedy Company still on TV?! It made me laugh when I was eight!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The girls get a couple of minutes to strip. I was really excited that the girl who was not really fat but had enough crevasses on her front to lose M&amp;amp;M’s and such had enough of a positive body image to strip in front of everyone. I wish I had that confidence!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Eventually a winner is picked through the impartial, “audience applause” method, while the girls who lost immediately show remorse across their faces. Some even go so far as to cover themselves with their arms even though only moments before they were dancing like ladettes just before closing. The winner received a bag of goodies from Adult Shop apparently worth $200. Not really worth whoring yourself up on stage for, granted, but the audience had fun and that’s all that matters in show business.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;The guys go next and Russell doesn’t disappoint.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“What’s you name?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Christian.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Ur huh” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Russell starts giggling at the joke he’s about to tell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“I didn’t ask about your religion, I said what’s your name!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Christian.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;It becomes obvious Christian doesn’t get the joke. Russell wants to explain it to him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“No, ur I said what’s your name and you said Christian like the church!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Oh”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Yeah, get it! What do you do for a job?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Painter”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;“Yeah well its obvious you have been sniffing too many of those fumes!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Russell moves on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BP325eaTk/TVdTsLK0NgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AtKiPK4AAdI/s1600/sexpo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1BP325eaTk/TVdTsLK0NgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AtKiPK4AAdI/s320/sexpo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573015082271782402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;Eventually the guys strip down to the jocks and reveal novelty jocks available from one of the stores. A winner is named and the rest show the same remorse as the women from before. They leave the stage wondering if they lost because they have a small penis. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;With that we ended our night. In the end it turned out to be a lot of fun. If I had to pick some faults it would be that all the show bags were basically the same, not enough credit card facilities and taking a bulldozer to the Laporium would be nice. Also a few more topless girls and for WA to change it’s laws on X rated movies so the Sexpo can sell porn worth watching.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-AU"&gt;I’ll end with the picture of me with the Sexpo Showgirls. The love of my life in down in front.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-361611128386719720?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/361611128386719720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=361611128386719720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/361611128386719720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/361611128386719720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/02/jasons-adventure-at-perth-sexpo-09-or.html' title='Jason’s adventure at Perth Sexpo 09 or How I went from sane adult to crazed pervert in 2.7 seconds.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hoEVI4K1774/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1420312322901619981</id><published>2011-01-17T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:23:02.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I prefer Gnu</title><content type='html'>I love how I can stick out in the minds of the people I meet, unfortunately I don't think about others as much as they do about me.  I hadn't thought about this guy at all till this was brought to my attention today. As far as I knew we were all friends till I was uninvited from his wife's birthday party, even though I had got her an $80 gift. I'm not worried but, to this day, I don't know why Dan feels such hate. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tweet was in reference to &lt;a href="http://tealou.com.au/"&gt;Téa Smith &lt;/a&gt;who, while out with my children, was bullied by a few with too much time and a bored Saturday night to fill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TTMa6x5WZlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9oYkbm2qjVg/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-16%2Bat%2B11.10.53%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TTMa6x5WZlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9oYkbm2qjVg/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-16%2Bat%2B11.10.53%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562819561861310034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1420312322901619981?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1420312322901619981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1420312322901619981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1420312322901619981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1420312322901619981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-prefer-gnu.html' title='I prefer Gnu'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TTMa6x5WZlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9oYkbm2qjVg/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-16%2Bat%2B11.10.53%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8972888315735880077</id><published>2010-12-30T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:41:08.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new home of F1</title><content type='html'>I sat back the other day and thought to myself, what would make the 2011 Formula 1 season better? The answer, I can blog about it! I present to you &lt;a href="http://crackf1.blogspot.com"&gt;Crack F1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crackf1.blogspot.com"&gt;Crack F1&lt;/a&gt; is a daily blog site dealing with the most topical and/or interesting events surrounding F1 that day. Hopefully it will be fun and informative with a bit of humour mixed in to to lighten the mood. Crack F1, scraping Formula 1 off the bottom of our shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TRxFInRP2dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KmtgMwDF4SM/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-30%2Bat%2B4.36.52%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TRxFInRP2dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KmtgMwDF4SM/s320/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-30%2Bat%2B4.36.52%2BPM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556392054550944210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8972888315735880077?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8972888315735880077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8972888315735880077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8972888315735880077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8972888315735880077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-home-of-f1.html' title='My new home of F1'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TRxFInRP2dI/AAAAAAAAAFE/KmtgMwDF4SM/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2010-12-30%2Bat%2B4.36.52%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8606194503878600979</id><published>2010-12-08T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:16:04.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Bull in Perth</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="465" height="261"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.redbull.com.au/cs/RedBull/flash/RBPlayerNew.swf?data_url=http://www.redbull.com.au/cs/Satellite?c%3DRB_Video%26cid%3D1242934955136%26locale%3D1237404944025%26p%3D1242758640967%26pagename%3DRedBullAU%2FRB_Video%2FVideoPlayerDataXML" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="465" height="261"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8606194503878600979?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8606194503878600979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8606194503878600979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8606194503878600979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8606194503878600979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/12/red-bull-in-perth.html' title='Red Bull in Perth'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-4583158830670315461</id><published>2010-12-01T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T12:12:50.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to save myself from beige!</title><content type='html'>My house is so bright and boring! I want a house that is dark and quirky! All this IKEA can get the fuck out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-4583158830670315461?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/4583158830670315461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=4583158830670315461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4583158830670315461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4583158830670315461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need-to-save-myself-from-beige.html' title='I need to save myself from beige!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5726833555493092777</id><published>2010-11-05T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:35:50.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The facebook divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='separation'/><title type='text'>Social Media: The Twitter Divorce.</title><content type='html'>Today was meant to be my article on divorce. I feel pretty down today as the Twitter gossip mill still hatefully churns in my absence so instead I'll spoon feed this link. It's a pretty cool article by Amanda Fortini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/life/feature/2009/09/29/facebook_divorce/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Facebook Divorce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5726833555493092777?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5726833555493092777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5726833555493092777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5726833555493092777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5726833555493092777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/11/social-media-twitter-divorce.html' title='Social Media: The Twitter Divorce.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5791068038479585724</id><published>2010-11-04T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:41:28.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Media: Can I Get A Patch?</title><content type='html'>Self help and support groups exist for just about every addiction and activity, why not social media? Like smokers, the first thing I would grab for in the morning was Twitter. Like and alcoholic, I would Tweet in bed till I fell asleep. I would reward myself after every activity with a check of Twitter on my iPhone. Are these not the actions of someone with a problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no patch or way to moderate so how do you solve the social media addiction? The short answer, I don't know. I searched the net for hours trying to find something to help me. The best I could find was "use in moderation". That's great for normal people. I can drink in moderation, I can even smoke in moderation but Twitter in moderation? Unless &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IiNet"&gt;Michael Malone&lt;/a&gt; himself, comes out of the sky and limits my net access, I will be forever drawn to Twitter. Its my connection, its my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did to fight the social media addiction isn't for everybody but Im sure, like most things, it will get better over time. Account deletion. There is no turning back from account deletion. Twitter currently has no ability to restore old accounts. Once that small button is clicked, it's all gone, super quick and no fuss. Two years of friend finding, like sharing and rant posting, gone! Was it premature? I had planned on doing it on Saturday but a couple of things brought it forward and in the heat of the moment I sent that account into purgatory for all its sins..... I so want it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;@sach33's&lt;/span&gt; crochless pants are holding up in the heat? Did &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;@kendylahlah's&lt;/span&gt; new fan help? Which young girl is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;@GeoffD710&lt;/span&gt; being dirty with today? What is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;@miss_yolie&lt;/span&gt; wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, nothing on Twitter is truly important but it's addictive. I wish I had some answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5791068038479585724?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5791068038479585724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5791068038479585724' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5791068038479585724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5791068038479585724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/11/social-media-can-i-get-patch.html' title='Social Media: Can I Get A Patch?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-4525056034775141659</id><published>2010-11-03T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T17:38:26.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter shutdown'/><title type='text'>That felt so good</title><content type='html'>I was going to put off deleting Twitter till Saturday but after having a pretty shit and emotional day I just did it and it felt good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue writing to the theme of this week on my blog but now I don't have twitter to advertise them they probably wont be read. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-4525056034775141659?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/4525056034775141659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=4525056034775141659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4525056034775141659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4525056034775141659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/11/that-felt-so-good.html' title='That felt so good'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2264036523161295218</id><published>2010-11-03T10:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:48:22.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Peep Culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip'/><title type='text'>Social Media: Gossip Girls, The Peep Culture</title><content type='html'>It starts young. Six year olds whispering about who is boyfriend and girlfriend, who likes who and guess who was in the tree K.I.S.S.I.N.G. Unfortunately getting older doesn't add sophistication just levels of animosity and hate. That girl is up herself, that guy moved on awful fast, he shouldn't see her, they are having sex, did you hear about what she did to those other guys...... Gossip is prevalent and not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, Twitter enters the online market with a simple idea, to broadcast SMS style messages to an audience. A harmless idea in 2006, largely baulked at by peers, has grown into an international success with over 100 million subscribers. The world stepped into the peep culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peep culture is best described by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hal Niedzviecki&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Peep Diaries&lt;/span&gt;,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We have entered the age of "peep culture": a tell-all, show-all, know-all digital phenomenon that is dramatically altering notions of privacy, individuality, security, and even humanity. Peep culture is reality TV, YouTube, MySpace, Facebook, Twitter, over-the-counter spy gear, blogs, chat rooms, amateur porn, surveillance technology, Dr. Phil, Borat, cell phone photos of your drunk friend making out with her ex-boyfriend, and more. In the age of peep, core values and rights we once took for granted are rapidly being renegotiated, often without our even noticing.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So what does it really mean to us?&lt;/span&gt; Gossip, on a large scale and generally through people with no real knowledge of the person they are gossiping about is dangerous. Gossip passes so quickly, any ounce of truth is passed off for the muddy story, the lies and deceit. In an online environment, where relationships are formed and lost so passionately and quickly, friendship is a tradable commodity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So who can you trust?&lt;/span&gt; The answer is everybody but it comes with conditions. To survive in a Twitter world you have to accept everybody at face value. If you really like someone but hear they have been talking about you behind your back, consider the source. File the information under gossip and move on. It's likely to be a concoction or a muddle of chinese whispers regurgitated by someone who really doesn't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What happens if I find out exactly who has been lying and gossiping about me?&lt;/span&gt; Block and remove them. It wont stop them gossiping about you but it will remove some of their ability to spy and twist your innocent tweets. The simple act of blocking someone carries a lot of power in the Twitter world, I'm always surprised by just how many people get upset by an un-follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online Gossip has been most damaging to me personally over the last few months. It has caused fights that have lasted days between my ex and I and it has hurt people close to me. If we don't remove its power it will destroy all our real world relationship leaving us with...... Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Continue to check back as I spend the week analysing the peep culture before removing myself from the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2264036523161295218?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2264036523161295218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2264036523161295218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2264036523161295218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2264036523161295218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/11/social-media-gossip-girls-peep-culture.html' title='Social Media: Gossip Girls, The Peep Culture'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2134027578522089721</id><published>2010-11-01T09:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:00:30.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Social Media: The First Hit is Free</title><content type='html'>Some moments stand out in the memory. The first kiss with someone new, the birth of a child, the day a musician died, our life is full of memories most important to us. Two days that cant be forgotten for some are the day they signed up to Facebook and the day they let Twitter into their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rejected Facebook at first. Finally, under almost crushing weight from friends and old school mates I joined Facebook in late 2007 as a way to connect with school friends before my ten year high school reunion. Almost instantly I began filling my time with games of rock, paper, scissors and Battleship with people I haven't seen in almost ten years. The social media addiction had begun and the first hit was free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2008 my partner was away at The Edge of the Web, a conference held in Perth by The Australian Web Industry Association. I cant recall how I noticed but my partner, along with most of the conference, had started using Twitter as a way of passing notes in class. Seeing a way of being able to communicate with her while she sat in a lecture, I signed up to Twitter and joined in the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next two years my involvement with Twitter grew. Eventually I met avatars in real life, became involved in the lives of strangers and found dates. After an accident which left me without work, Twitter replaced the relationships I had lost with colleagues and friends from work. After separating with my partner, Twitter became company at night when the house was quiet. I started checking Twitter every 5 minutes during the household chores and even tweet while driving. Twitter had crossed over and replaced real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, as a result of separation from my partner of 10 years and a connection with the lives of the avatars, Twitter has become the dumping ground for hear-say, lies and gossip. Unfortunately the human condition promotes embellished stories and chinese whispers. Truth gets pushed aside for a better story and sympathy regardless who those lies may hurt. The need to win support from those who happily gossip and fuel the lies for their own amusement becomes justification to make the lies bigger. The result becomes a lawyers dream where the truth is buried deep down under the pile of defamation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex has been a great friend and mother to our kids for almost half my life. I've always wanted to love and support her the best I can. I feel no anger towards her and wish her all the happiness in the world. I'm excited for her and the adventures she will have in the future. I have always considered her unique and beautiful with a drive that will bring her the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this week I will try to delve deeper into the peep culture before finally removing myself from the party. Leaving the party while its still in full force can't stop the gossip but I hope it can dull the conversation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2134027578522089721?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2134027578522089721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2134027578522089721' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2134027578522089721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2134027578522089721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/11/social-media-first-hit-is-free.html' title='Social Media: The First Hit is Free'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-51783190519506468</id><published>2010-10-30T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:21:56.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phobias</title><content type='html'>I thought for a while about phobias before sitting down. Growing up in Australia teaches you very quickly to make peace with the bugs and snakes. Poor Rob, as much as I would love for him to visit, wouldn’t last a day before retreating to the top of a table only to find that the spiders are just as much at home on the ceiling as they are on the floor. Something did stand out in the memory banks as a crazy fear I had as a child, the fear of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the ages of 6 and 10 I had a crushing fear of heights. While all the other kids would climb on the playground, I would keep my feet firmly in the sand. I don’t want to revisit that playground because I’m sure that I’m taller than it now but for that little 6 year old Jason, climbing onto that wood and rope covered adventure frame represented death! The fear that if I fell my head would be smashed into a million tiny pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I no longer have that fear. I went on to study aviation at a school that required four hours on a bus. Taking my first flight in a plane I felt no fear, only boredom. Did you know there is nothing to do up there? I stuck out the aviation course for four of the required five years but I just couldn’t come to terms with the sheer boredom of flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult and very new to the dating scene again I only have one fear. You get to know someone, maybe only briefly, romance takes over, the pants come off and she isn’t a she but rather a pre-op transsexual. She was so convincing! I’m not judging anyone’s lifestyle, I just like girls! Girls with girl parts! The last thing I want to see down there is my reflection. That’s not to say I would stop things progressing after that revelation, that story is for another time. I think The Kinks &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ixqbc7X2NQY"&gt;tell this story amazingly&lt;/a&gt; in musical form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://geek-life.com/2010/10/29/staff-roundup-phobias/"&gt;*First published on Geek Life*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-51783190519506468?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/51783190519506468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=51783190519506468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/51783190519506468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/51783190519506468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/10/phobias.html' title='Phobias'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6198809599685602393</id><published>2010-10-22T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T14:21:54.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a graph!</title><content type='html'>Did I go too far? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMEr520hplI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Zx0PjXBnNFQ/s1600/piechart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMEr520hplI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Zx0PjXBnNFQ/s400/piechart.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530750090356041298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Seb, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6198809599685602393?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6198809599685602393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6198809599685602393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6198809599685602393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6198809599685602393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-graph.html' title='I&apos;m a graph!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMEr520hplI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Zx0PjXBnNFQ/s72-c/piechart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8287212911892200174</id><published>2010-10-22T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:50:27.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek Social Media - An Idea</title><content type='html'>How many social media sites can survive in a flooded market? There is no easy answer for this. Markets evolve and change, people age and grow. Remember when you listened to the radio station aimed at the kids while cursing out the station aimed at the over 30s. How long was it before you realised you had long since tuned to the long hated station because it was playing all the songs you loved from your teen station? Will social media exhibit the same trends?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMD7q9_yGeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Bt3fIcduCZw/s1600/social-media.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMD7q9_yGeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Bt3fIcduCZw/s320/social-media.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530697058026133986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to look into these trends in a future &lt;a href="http://geek-life.com/"&gt;Geek Life&lt;/a&gt;, for now I'm just amazed at how many social media sites I fill my day with. No matter how many sites I use, I am only touching the surface of all the endless sharing possibilities! I like to think Im a hardcore social media junky, but I'm really just a casual observer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short list of my casual observing, some you can find links for at the side of the screen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dailybooth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flickr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formspring&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foursquare&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tumblr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tweetphoto&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twitpic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Youtube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yahoo Groups&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Group Spaces&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smashwords&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photobucket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shazam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skype&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gmail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/7182203-8287212911892200174?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8287212911892200174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8287212911892200174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8287212911892200174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8287212911892200174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/10/peek-social-media-idea.html' title='Peek Social Media - An Idea'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TMD7q9_yGeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Bt3fIcduCZw/s72-c/social-media.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-96796308504560176</id><published>2010-10-16T12:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T12:35:41.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put your iPod on shuffle: What are the first 10 songs that play?</title><content type='html'>I'm not doing the 30 day challenge anymore but I love this question, being a music lover, so I thought I would give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elliot Smith: Twilight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sublime: Smoke Two Joints.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Janis Joplin: Goin' To Brownsville.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willie Dixon: 29 Ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tiesto: Dance4life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;R.E.M.: The Great Beyond.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carol King: I Feel the Earth Move.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muddy Waters: I Can't be Satisfied.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Genesis: Your Own Special Way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ella Fitzgerald: You're the Top.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I don't want to stop at 10, its too much fun! 10 more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beck: Beautiful Way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben Folds: Cologne.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cardigans: In the Round.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clem Snide: Messiah Complex Blues.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rage Against the Machine: In My Eye.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Oizo: The Salad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Silverchair: Abuse Me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David Bowie: Sound and Vision.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeff Buckley: Last Goodbye.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Flaming Lips: Slow Motion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;No repeated artists? Probably because my iPhone is so full of music it runs slow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-96796308504560176?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/96796308504560176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=96796308504560176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/96796308504560176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/96796308504560176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/10/put-your-ipod-on-shuffle-what-are-first.html' title='Put your iPod on shuffle: What are the first 10 songs that play?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7497847923904588688</id><published>2010-10-01T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:04:12.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geek Life'/><title type='text'>The Outdoor Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TKYGFv4qX3I/AAAAAAAAADo/mXa_uL_obp4/s1600/mooba2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TKYGFv4qX3I/AAAAAAAAADo/mXa_uL_obp4/s320/mooba2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523108688839729010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember first hearing about bloggers writing while spending the day at cafés. How awesome I thought it would be to be able to hang out all day in the sun and write. Perth being slow to the Internet revolution, and myself bogged down with the chores of kids and work, I never made it to a café with my computer, until now. Armed with a few hours and my trusty MacBook, I picked my favourite café, Mooba in Subiaco, and headed out into the late morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooba is a small place tucked behind the bustle of Subiaco. It’s out of the way enough that if the owners hadn’t done such a great job marketing it with social media I would never have heard of it. Check in with Foursquare here ten times and Mooba will shout you a coffee. A regular tweetup (Twitter meet up) helps create interest and keep an online buzz peaking with all the cool kids of the net regularly attending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered breakfast and found a place outside. My pure white MacBook looks the part in Subiaco. Only moments after setting up my wifi, coffee arrives, chased by my breakfast so fast the cook must have been eavesdropping on my order from the kitchen. It’s so beautiful, the judges on Masterchef wouldn’t be able to fault it. I wish I had thought to take a picture for this article but I couldn’t wait to poke the fork in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TKYFTV019dI/AAAAAAAAADg/EDlz7lhucJo/s1600/mooba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TKYFTV019dI/AAAAAAAAADg/EDlz7lhucJo/s320/mooba1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523107822850930130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Writing outside is great. A quick change to the brightness setting and you are off. Connecting to Mooba’s wifi is super simple. Two clicks and you are away, super quick and effortless. Writing, tweeting and perving on all the fine people enjoying the outdoors, who could ask for more? While I write, hot coffee is coming whenever I call for it like I’m some sort of hedonist king. Before I leave I will make sure to try their large selection of desserts. I think I heard something about a double choc muffin something-or-other on twitter this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t fault this method of writing. Sun, coffee and gorgeous people. I’m quickly becoming a convert and pretty sure this will become part of my Saturday morning routine. If I don’t get to write some Saturdays, it will be because I get to talk to the beautiful people, all drawn to the awesome that is café living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does this apply to the geeks? If you are a geek and you aren’t getting your daily dose of vitamin D, get outside! The computer will be there when you get back. Hell, take the computer with you like I do. It will do heaps for your soul. Research has shown that as little as an hour outside can improve your attention and memory by up to 20%! It reduces cases of depression and  increases your life expectancy. So really, you can’t afford to not pack up the laptop and head outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This article first published on Geek Life*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7497847923904588688?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7497847923904588688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7497847923904588688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7497847923904588688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7497847923904588688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/10/outdoor-office.html' title='The Outdoor Office'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TKYGFv4qX3I/AAAAAAAAADo/mXa_uL_obp4/s72-c/mooba2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7514384869018165236</id><published>2010-09-28T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:44:12.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to say one thing.</title><content type='html'>With everything that has been said today I have one thing I was to say in my defence.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NJQyGf1wR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NJQyGf1wR8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7514384869018165236?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7514384869018165236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7514384869018165236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7514384869018165236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7514384869018165236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-just-wanted-to-say-one-thing.html' title='I just wanted to say one thing.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7570426622541994764</id><published>2010-08-24T12:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T09:22:10.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Will Be Single Forever</title><content type='html'>Recently separated and looking towards the future I thought I would do a few calculations regarding my relationship future. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Odds of finding a single woman who shares a physical attraction, doesn't mind my children, is brunette, is smart, funny, happy, around 30, likes The Simpsons, doesn't mind I will never be rich, is happy for me to dabble in writing and soon to be stand up even though I will probably never earn a cent from it, likes simple things and doesn't plan how she will buy the next big item: 0.0023% #itsscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7570426622541994764?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7570426622541994764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7570426622541994764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7570426622541994764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7570426622541994764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-i-will-be-single-forever.html' title='Why I Will Be Single Forever'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6019643241464962515</id><published>2010-08-18T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:08:42.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geostalker Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;I have been active on the net for almost half my life. I remember the early days when privacy was paramount. Google jaso32, the ‘handle’ I’ve had since 3 minutes after logging into the net, and you can search back years of Usenet trolling with fake email addresses and other similar methods to keep Jason and jaso32 separate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;Why is it now, a bit over a decade later, that we have lifted the curtain and reversed that trend so far the other way?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;Far more prominent on Google than my attempts at keeping myself separate from jaso32 is that now jaso32 and Jason are one and the same. Google is generous enough to show you my whole life! My blog, my Facebook, Twitter, Formspring and most importantly Four Square.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;Four Square is a relatively new geosocial networking site where you can record your activities. At the movies? Tell Four Square. On a boat? Tell Four Square. Four Square lets you record, in great detail, all your outdoor activities. Some other special features of Four Square let you share tips about venues and even offer reviews. Connect Four Square to Twitter and Facebook and you can share your adventures with an even bigger audience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;As a peer review application I love Four Square. Nothing makes me happier than warning people away from an awful Mcdonalds but Four Square has a much darker use, cyberstalking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;Initially I was a bit worried about the implications of posting my adventures but was quick to relax. I don’t know why I dismissed my worries so fast. Maybe it was the challenge of collecting Four Square badges, a method of retaining user interest, maybe it was the fun of social media. I don’t know why but like a million other Four Square users, I relaxed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;As an unemployed stay at home parent my routine is very open. I am rarely ever in the same place at the same time, unlike millions of worker. A few hours research into these people alarmed me. I noticed a few of these people regularly reported to Four Square their location and the awesomely stalkeriffic thing I noticed, they had patterns. I noticed one Twitter friend was always at the gym at the same time every day. Another was at a train station at the same time. The list grew. How easy would it be to follow one of these people, having never met them. A simple chat on Twitter could evolve  into something similar to the plot of a Hollywood thriller.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;It certainly appears that the trend for owning your internet persona is increasing but who is pushing the move? Four Square is only 16 months old yet internet giant Yahoo has offered $125 million dollars US to purchase the service. Why? Geosocial media offers a wealth of consumer information. Shopping trends, eating trends and even transport trends are all worth major money. Information gathered could help sell the next Coke product or the next war. Every dollar built off the concept of marketing your thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;If geosocial media is so controlling why do I regularly contribute? Seriously, I don’t know. For me I suppose it’s a way to snark at life. Thanks to Four Square, I’m the ‘&lt;em style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;mayor&lt;/em&gt;‘ of crazy town. I dont take it seriously and try to have as much fun as possible. With all these things considered, my only genuine complaint is I dont get a slice of that multi million dollar pie! Find me on Four Square or check me out on Twitter. Come on, it’s fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;Do you over share on the net?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6019643241464962515?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6019643241464962515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6019643241464962515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6019643241464962515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6019643241464962515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/08/geostalker-media.html' title='Geostalker Media'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8045585273315780577</id><published>2010-08-18T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:04:52.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Formula 1 Racing Has Lost Its Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the start of the F1 Summer break there is much for Australian racing fans to be happy about with Mark Webber in control of the drivers championship but why can’t Formula 1 stay away from controversy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As an Australian boy I was only exposed to F1 once a year, The Australian Grand Prix. With only a passing fancy, I supported Damon Hill and Williams at the ‘94 GP and saw first hand what the best of the best drivers will do for a victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;During the ‘94 Australian GP, the final race of the season, Michael Schumacher was in position in front of Hill. With only a one point advantage, Schumacher needed to keep a position in front of Hill to claim his first championship. Making a mistake, Schumacher let Hill into a passing opportunity but rather then concede the place Schumacher drove his car into the side of Hill putting himself out of the race instantly while Hill retired in the pits from damage due to the accident. Waiting for Hill to make another lap, Schumacher learnt of Hill’s retirement from a marshal and the famous Schumacher smirk was seen around the world as he claimed the first of his 7 championships from the corner of Flinders Street. At 14, it was the first time I had ever witnessed what it takes to be a winner and I fell in love with motorsport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Three years later Schumacher found himself in the same position, this time against Canadian Jacques Villeneuve. Schumacher was leading the Jerez GP in front of Villeneuve when he had trouble keeping pace. Buzzing all around the back of Schumacher’s Ferrari, Villeneuve dove down the inside of a corner to take the lead. Never one to concede a place, Schumacher drove into Villeneuve in the same fashion as he had to win the ‘94 championship but unfortunately for Schumacher his Ferrari only made contact with the side pod of Villeneuve’s car and Villeneuve drove on to become the ‘97 world champion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Examples just like these are littered throughout Formula 1 history. The glory days of Senna, Mansell and Prost when teams like McLaren and Williams ruled produce endless lists of drivers doing what it takes to win and we remember them. We remember them fondly and wish F1 would be like that today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Those days were by no means lawless. Drivers were just as heavily punished for rule breaches as they are today. Schumacher was harshly punished for his crash with Villeneuve in ‘97 but we don’t remember that. We don’t remember the grid penalties and fines, we remember the awesome racing. The passing, the crashes and the champions. Drivers threw the dice and accepted the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;These days the drivers race to save money. The dollar (or Euro as it usually is) is more important than the victory. Gone are the passing manoeuvres we remember, replaced by a precession. Don’t go anywhere near another car or fear the reprimand waiting for you in pit lane. Small amounts of greatness are dragged through the media, chastised and spat out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mark Webber and Sebastian Vettel crashed during the Turkish GP earlier this year which created an endless supply of media attention. All because Vettel wanted to drive like his heros. The race lead was one place in front of him and he wanted it. Vettel moved up the inside of Webber and imitated his hero Schumacher by veering towards Webber in an attempt to scare Webber away from his position. Webber didn’t yield and both drivers crashed, Vettel out of the race and Webber finished a distant third. This is an example of a great racing manoeuvre. Fans should see this several times a race not once followed with 2 weeks of media bashing afterwards! The money loving precession junkies win again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;F1 setteled down till this week when come back kid Schumacher defended his tenth position against former team mate, Barrichello. Defending the middle of the straight, Schumacher drove Barrichello towards the barrier in an attempt to keep his position. The move failed and Barrichello took tenth place. What I thought was true Schumacher brilliance was rewarded with a ten place grid penalty for the next race which will no doubt put him at the back of the field and give him eight or so cars to pass while he makes his way to his rightful position in the middle of the field. The media and team managers threw up their in disgust. How dangerous, how shameful! Shameful is F1 not seeing passing as part of the sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 4em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 4em; letter-spacing: 0.003em; word-spacing: 0.005em; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;F1 no longer has thrilling races when drivers need to apply in triplicate for the right to defend or pass for position. Bring back the glory days and let up on these drivers. Just because we can watch them in slow-motion and  measure every piece of precision doesn’t mean we have to regulate them like a hawk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8045585273315780577?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8045585273315780577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8045585273315780577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8045585273315780577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8045585273315780577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/08/formula-1-racing-has-lost-its-way.html' title='Formula 1 Racing Has Lost Its Way'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-947674945231782620</id><published>2010-08-18T09:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:17:21.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-947674945231782620?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3831185456589548500</id><published>2010-08-18T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:16:58.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-3831185456589548500?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3831185456589548500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3831185456589548500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3831185456589548500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3831185456589548500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/08/it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2741722858228870131</id><published>2010-02-01T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:35:51.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Mark Webber!</title><content type='html'>With all the 2010 F1 talk and testing at the moment I just wanted to celebrate with a few classic Mark Webber moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZpnWhM7JSE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JZpnWhM7JSE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great Aussie! Awesome work ethic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are sitting back watching the racing on TV he is out there as an ambassador for Australia. As such he is required to swear...... alot. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCCaHGETYuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PCCaHGETYuQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can forget when every Australian racing fan cried with Mark after the German GP in '09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rh3_tXRRR8o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rh3_tXRRR8o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mark!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2741722858228870131?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2741722858228870131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2741722858228870131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2741722858228870131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2741722858228870131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart-mark-webber.html' title='I Heart Mark Webber!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-3728739872585124297</id><published>2010-02-01T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:08:07.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saget Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="400" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_2730"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=2730" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="400" flashvars="key=2730" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_2730" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:480px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/2730/rollin-with-saget-from-ilikestuff" title="from ilikestuff"&gt;Rollin' with Saget&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&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/7182203-3728739872585124297?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/3728739872585124297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=3728739872585124297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3728739872585124297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/3728739872585124297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/02/saget-love.html' title='Saget Love'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6184682444242748147</id><published>2010-01-30T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:53:59.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What would your dream job look like?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I get up late, spend 4 hours online then clean up the house. What I do now. I just have to work out how to get paid for it :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/jaso32"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6184682444242748147?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6184682444242748147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6184682444242748147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6184682444242748147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6184682444242748147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_3545.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-380089797128975671</id><published>2010-01-30T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:52:46.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What do you think is your most attractive feature?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;My glasses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/jaso32"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-380089797128975671?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/380089797128975671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=380089797128975671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/380089797128975671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/380089797128975671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_30.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2065870085154114619</id><published>2010-01-30T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:15:52.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could choose, how would you want to die?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Behind the wheel of something fast and expensive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/jaso32"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2065870085154114619?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2065870085154114619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2065870085154114619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2065870085154114619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2065870085154114619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7537850554062876492</id><published>2009-10-22T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:06:50.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is a tough bitch.</title><content type='html'>"You sold out man!" Blogger scolded me in the way only a website can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, I know. I don't know what happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You use to fight the power. Your Transit WA blog pissed off the establishment! Where is it now? They got to you man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What crazy world had I fallen into. My blogger account was telling me off. It can't do that, can it? Has Google's powers reached that far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, OK." I'm panicking. What does it want? "Things happened. I lost my way. They asked me to delete it. I did it for work!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You still in that job they gave you for deleting it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well then, bring it back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would Blogger want me to bring Transit WA back? Especially after years of neglect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Why not my old personal blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That old thing? That's not you anymore. You need to take the fight back to the man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The man? What era are you even from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cos, it's you. You need to find yourself again. They have completely sapped your spirit. You are gone! What happened in that accident? Did you loose your mind too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does Blogger hurt me like that? I give up. He is my Blogger after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, you win. Just don't expect the old Transit WA. I'm gonna do things different this time. It might take a while but I'll do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Draft autosaved at 10:03AM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? Blogger, you still there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just dream that, what just happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blogger???"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7537850554062876492?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7537850554062876492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7537850554062876492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7537850554062876492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7537850554062876492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogger-is-tough-bitch.html' title='Blogger is a tough bitch.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-627291468314506388</id><published>2009-05-25T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:28:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Adventure at Sexpo</title><content type='html'>I visited The Perth Sexpo. Read about what I got up to at &lt;a href="http://www.contemptforhumanity.com/2009/05/24/jason%E2%80%99s-adventure-at-perth-sexpo-09-or-how-i-went-from-sane-adult-to-crazed-pervert-in-27-seconds/"&gt;Contempt for Humanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Shl1eX4_vLI/AAAAAAAAACA/C2D60FQeJ0c/s1600-h/DSC00279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Shl1eX4_vLI/AAAAAAAAACA/C2D60FQeJ0c/s320/DSC00279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339427997894032562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-627291468314506388?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/627291468314506388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=627291468314506388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/627291468314506388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/627291468314506388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-adventure-at-sexpo.html' title='My Adventure at Sexpo'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Shl1eX4_vLI/AAAAAAAAACA/C2D60FQeJ0c/s72-c/DSC00279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1999918653010602882</id><published>2009-02-25T16:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:44:09.148+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contraception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire'/><title type='text'>21 Century China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/SaT2Mhy3f-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LYwmdEer9U/s1600-h/contraception.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/SaT2Mhy3f-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LYwmdEer9U/s320/contraception.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306636956039872482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new contraceptive device is taking China by storm. Dubbed 'The internet', China hopes to have control of their population problems by 2015!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1999918653010602882?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1999918653010602882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1999918653010602882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1999918653010602882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1999918653010602882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2009/02/21-century-china.html' title='21 Century China'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/SaT2Mhy3f-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LYwmdEer9U/s72-c/contraception.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8863398645313050802</id><published>2009-02-25T16:17:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:21:17.475+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Go animate</title><content type='html'>I can't stop playing with this site. One day I might make a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goanimate.com?utm_source=embed" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GoAnimate.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: You to Thank - Ben Folds&lt;br/&gt;&lt;embed src='http://goanimate.com//api/animation/player?utm_source=embed' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='400' height='286' FlashVars='movieOwner=jaso32&amp;movieId=0i7MfJBE6t8w&amp;movieTitle=You%20to%20Thank%20-%20Ben%20Folds&amp;movieDesc=Music%20video%20for%20You%20to%20Thank%20by%20Ben%20Folds%20from%20the%20album%20Songs%20for%20Silverman.&amp;userId=0LLi3nVF4YCQ&amp;apiserver=http%3A//goanimate.com/&amp;appCode=go&amp;thumbnailURL=http%3A//goanimate.com//files/thumbnails/movie/462/435462/584015L.jpg&amp;fb_app_url=http%3A//goanimate.com/go/&amp;copyable=0&amp;showButtons=1&amp;isEmbed=1&amp;isPublished=1&amp;is_private_shared=0' allowScriptAccess='always' allowFullScreen='true'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goanimate.com?utm_source=embed" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GoAnimate.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Fault Code&lt;br/&gt;&lt;embed src='http://goanimate.com//api/animation/player?utm_source=embed' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='400' height='286' FlashVars='movieOwner=jaso32&amp;movieId=03Oix4x6qNrY&amp;movieTitle=Fault%20Code&amp;movieDesc=This%20one%20is%20for%20the%20bus%20drivers.&amp;userId=0LLi3nVF4YCQ&amp;apiserver=http%3A//goanimate.com/&amp;appCode=go&amp;thumbnailURL=http%3A//goanimate.com//files/thumbnails/movie/462/435462/590168L.jpg&amp;fb_app_url=http%3A//goanimate.com/go/&amp;copyable=0&amp;showButtons=1&amp;isEmbed=1&amp;isPublished=1&amp;is_private_shared=0' allowScriptAccess='always' allowFullScreen='true'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goanimate.com?utm_source=embed" &gt;&lt;b&gt;GoAnimate.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Lighter side of Mad&lt;br/&gt;&lt;embed src='http://goanimate.com//api/animation/player?utm_source=embed' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='400' height='286' FlashVars='movieOwner=jaso32&amp;movieId=0j8d-DQTrLKM&amp;movieTitle=Lighter%20side%20of%20Mad&amp;movieDesc=Having%20a%20play%20with%20GoAnimate.%20The%20script%20is%20lame%20and%20comes%20from%20old%20%27The%20Lighter%20side%20of%27%20comics%20from%20Mad.%20I%20think%20the%20laugh%20track%20becomes%20infectious%20towards%20the%20end.&amp;userId=0LLi3nVF4YCQ&amp;apiserver=http%3A//goanimate.com/&amp;appCode=go&amp;thumbnailURL=http%3A//goanimate.com//files/thumbnails/movie/462/435462/583858L.jpg&amp;fb_app_url=http%3A//goanimate.com/go/&amp;copyable=0&amp;showButtons=1&amp;isEmbed=1&amp;isPublished=1&amp;is_private_shared=0' allowScriptAccess='always' allowFullScreen='true'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8863398645313050802?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8863398645313050802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8863398645313050802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8863398645313050802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8863398645313050802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2009/02/go-animate.html' title='Go animate'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-9170740141363474975</id><published>2008-12-04T20:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:51:30.623+09:00</updated><title type='text'>GetUp! Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,28,0" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.getup.org.au/flash/widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.getup.org.au/flash/widget.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-9170740141363474975?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/9170740141363474975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=9170740141363474975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/9170740141363474975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/9170740141363474975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2008/12/getup-campaign.html' title='GetUp! Campaign'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-449177041014368027</id><published>2008-08-01T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:51:47.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge Judy and the Case of the Earthquake</title><content type='html'>I love this video because Judy doesn't stop working till the earthquake really takes hold like the earth shaking is no big thing. Once it does pick up shes out of there! The the defendant and the plaintiff didn't know what to do. They just stand there waiting for a light to drop on their head because the Judge didn't tell them they could run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5t_p6Adu8E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5t_p6Adu8E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-449177041014368027?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/449177041014368027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=449177041014368027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/449177041014368027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/449177041014368027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2008/08/judge-judy-and-case-of-earthquake.html' title='Judge Judy and the Case of the Earthquake'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6451536096340508026</id><published>2008-04-25T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:07:56.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/04/24/funny-pictures-facebook-ur-doin-it-wrong/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-51897" style="word-spacing:922112px;font-size:922112px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/funny-pictures-facebook-library-cat.jpg" alt="humorous pictures" width="405" height="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;crazy cat pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6451536096340508026?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6451536096340508026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6451536096340508026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6451536096340508026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6451536096340508026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2008/04/facebook.html' title='Facebook..........'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7261773534368958940</id><published>2007-10-23T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:25:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 (Finish)es In Style</title><content type='html'>The last round of the Formula 1 championship is always exciting but when three drivers are all going for glory then its spectacular! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New driver Hamilton missed out on tying up his first championship two weeks ago by not finishing the China Grand Prix. This left Hamilton with only a 3 point advantage over two time champion Alonso and a seven point advantage over Kimi Raikkonen. In an awesome twist of fate which had Hamilton suffer car trouble and Alonso just not having the speed, Kimi Raikkonen is the newest F1 Champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start Ferrari were all over the two McLarens with Massa blocking Hamilton off the start leaving room for Kimi to move up into second then Kimi held off the power in front of Hamilton giving Alonso an easy pass up the inside. Blocking Hamilton to help Alonso through the gap gave Kimi the best chance of winning the championship. Hamilton, not happy with dropping two places in the first two corners tried to come back at Alonso but while making a move only inches away from the back of Alonso's car, Hamilton lost down force on his front wing and locked up his right hand front tyre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzu46uPgQSg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzu46uPgQSg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few laps later, Hamilton lost power in his car and spend over thirty seconds watching the whole field of cars race by. He then spent the rest of the race getting back up to eighth position giving the title to Kimi Raikkonen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7261773534368958940?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7261773534368958940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7261773534368958940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7261773534368958940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7261773534368958940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/10/f1-finishes-in-style.html' title='F1 (Finish)es In Style'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5535505541464165407</id><published>2007-10-15T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T11:55:18.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Impressionss Of The New Perth Railway Tunnel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RxLkjXCkT2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IKPEqd_Ib8k/s1600-h/perthstationabc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RxLkjXCkT2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IKPEqd_Ib8k/s320/perthstationabc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121407022405013346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the Esplanade station and looked around before continuing through to Perth underground and then to Leederville before coming straight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impressions. Ugly, Grey, stuffy, the walk from Perth underground to Perth station is way to far, not enough escalators and the line between Perth underground an Leederville is so noisy that children were covering their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention ugly? Your eyes thank you when you come up into Perth station after walking under Wellington Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy that my city has to live with this eyesore, even if it is buried under the ground!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5535505541464165407?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5535505541464165407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5535505541464165407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5535505541464165407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5535505541464165407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-impressionss-of-new-perth-railway.html' title='First Impressionss Of The New Perth Railway Tunnel'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RxLkjXCkT2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IKPEqd_Ib8k/s72-c/perthstationabc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7701851815062837005</id><published>2007-10-14T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:06:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Time</title><content type='html'>Yay my favourite time is here again! Election time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Federal Election has been called today for the 24th of November and no I will not be running again this time. Besides last time It was the State election that I ran for. Ahh good times! I miss Graham Kierath having a go at me on his blog. Those were the days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7701851815062837005?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7701851815062837005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7701851815062837005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7701851815062837005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7701851815062837005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-favourite-time.html' title='My Favourite Time'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5152673283089190537</id><published>2007-09-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:37:50.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome nosy people from my High School.</title><content type='html'>Like many people I can't remember much about high school. Sure I can remember a little but most of it is really, really hazy. High school wasn't a fun place to be and anyone who says that it was the best years of their lives have had a horrid life. As you can expect a high school reunion right now surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why it surprised me because ten year reunions are the thing to do, maybe I was just so busy that I forgot that it had been ten years. My first comment to Téa when she broke the news was of shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....but didn't Andrew (a family friend who graduated my High School a few years earlier) just have his reunion??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was three years ago" Téa was more then amused with my ability to let years flash by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So faced with a ten year reunion that I would regret not going to I went and sent my RSVP last night. To whom it went to I don't know but in a month I might just find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you say about yourself at a reunion? You naturally think to talk up your accomplishments but how much is to much and why should I care anyway. These are people that I knew ten years ago, most of them I didn't know very well. Will they judge me and gossip about me after I have gone? Highly unlikely, most wont even recognize me. Does it matter what you do for a job? It's cool that the former manager of Nirvana sent me food while Téa was sick in hospital but no one else cares that I know semi-famous people and to mention it would be obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about trying to sell some websites at the reunion. Just a box of business cards and a smile and they will all be signing contracts. One night could set me up for next year. Not likely. Best leave the business at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just leave wondering who will be there and if any of your group will be there. I  know that there are a few people I would actually like to see. After looking over the reunion website (reunion website? Wonder if there are future business ideas there) I know that at least one of the people I would like to see there is living in another state. (hi peter if you're reading, if your not, well.......) I wonder how many others have moved to far away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5152673283089190537?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5152673283089190537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5152673283089190537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5152673283089190537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5152673283089190537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-nosy-people-from-my-high-school.html' title='Welcome nosy people from my High School.'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6431921692349248204</id><published>2007-09-15T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T09:43:56.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Crocker</title><content type='html'>In case you have somehow missed Chris Crocker's vblog about Britney please follow the link. Chris is probably most like the bad guy from Silence of the Lambs just before he cracks and thinks making a girl suit is a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content like this should just normally be ignored so that the poster looses interest and goes back to contributing something other then a 'reality vblog'. Poor Chris, I blame MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share because he has attracted so many video responses that some are worth a look. Never to be left out, Seth Green has also done one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHmvkRoEowc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHmvkRoEowc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6431921692349248204?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6431921692349248204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6431921692349248204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6431921692349248204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6431921692349248204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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255);"&gt;internet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;today &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;when &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;someone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;showed &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;their &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;old &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mess &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;site, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;complete &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;midi &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;music. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;them &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;one &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/Barbie_waves_2.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/Robot_warns.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Email me at crap &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/3d__sign_2.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; horridsite.com&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/Donuts.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/Donuts.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v394/jaso32/Donuts.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7370945455084823463?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7370945455084823463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7370945455084823463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7370945455084823463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7370945455084823463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/09/retro-crap_14.html' title='Retro Crap'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2243387512469749665</id><published>2007-08-06T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:29:29.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Step</title><content type='html'>Since I post mostly YouTube videos here its about time I make my own video. Dull they may be but this is the best content I could find to try out YouTube for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IeV1r7GhifQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IeV1r7GhifQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2243387512469749665?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2243387512469749665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2243387512469749665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2243387512469749665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2243387512469749665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/08/next-step.html' title='The Next Step'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1155490006250867379</id><published>2007-08-05T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:29:07.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peak Hour On The Buses</title><content type='html'>Buses have heaps of understeer at the best of times. Why not try and race them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1pzOuzV8iF0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1pzOuzV8iF0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1155490006250867379?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1155490006250867379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1155490006250867379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1155490006250867379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1155490006250867379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/08/peak-hour-on-buses.html' title='Peak Hour On The Buses'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8006871732749325736</id><published>2007-08-05T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:15:21.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding The Bus In LA</title><content type='html'>'Excited and sad after seeing Who Killed The Electric Car Sarah and Shelley decide to no longer drive their cars until they are retrofitted to electricity. Their resolve to "saving the environment" is tested when they ride L.A.'s buses.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it's really like on the bus at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqXW_FNVTWw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqXW_FNVTWw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8006871732749325736?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8006871732749325736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8006871732749325736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8006871732749325736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8006871732749325736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/08/riding-bus-in-la.html' title='Riding The Bus In LA'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1286017810770231624</id><published>2007-06-16T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:01:15.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triumph the Insult Comic Dog At The Tony Awards</title><content type='html'>As seen on Late night with Conan O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qY1j_bKg8o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6qY1j_bKg8o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1286017810770231624?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1286017810770231624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1286017810770231624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1286017810770231624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1286017810770231624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/06/triumph-insult-comic-dog-at-tony-awards.html' title='Triumph the Insult Comic Dog At The Tony Awards'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6605069396511666986</id><published>2007-05-27T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:27:59.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Moments In Music #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;B 52's - Love Shack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I hated this song when I was a kid. For a while you could always expect Love Shack to come last in all the music countdown shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now unfortunatly my music tastes have changed and I really like the B52's. I would have shared this one sooner but they sound like Deelite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QoH8bD5lWCE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QoH8bD5lWCE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6605069396511666986?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6605069396511666986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6605069396511666986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6605069396511666986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6605069396511666986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-moments-in-music-5.html' title='Great Moments In Music #5'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-8182946894123802257</id><published>2007-04-23T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:04:37.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Moments In Music #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'Seattle Movement' of the early '90s dictated how I dressed for the next eight years. While I missed out on the start of the Nirvana craze I quite happily jumped on board for Soundgardens album Superunknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Nirvana didn't hit me for a couple of years, I still remember the countless playings of Smells Like Teen Spirit on the radio and tv. It was even popular enough for Weird Al to have a crack at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bubble didn't last and Kurt ended the ride in '94. I don't remember where I was when I heard about it but he sure did make cool music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smells Like Teen Sprit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1Qdcdw22Sw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1Qdcdw22Sw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soundgarden's Black Hole Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiSkyEyBczU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiSkyEyBczU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-8182946894123802257?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/8182946894123802257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=8182946894123802257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8182946894123802257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/8182946894123802257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-moments-in-music-4.html' title='Great Moments In Music #4'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-5075198995026237183</id><published>2007-04-21T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T09:30:32.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Moments In Music #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who didn't crush on Tiffany Darwish back in '87! For me she was the older hot girl. Even though she was only 16 at the time she was an older woman to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the 'I Think Were Alone Now' video sure does bring back memories but it's more cringe worthy now. The horrid dancing, big hair and bad video editing make it a four and a half minute comedy act. Parodys such as How I Met Your Mother's Robin Sparkles can't even live up to the cringe value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's debut album, amazingly called Tiffany, sold over eight million albums but like most other teenage acts her two follow ups failed to reach the same heights with her third album only selling around 200 000 copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2000 at the age of 29 Tiffany put herself out there again to forge a career as an adult. Her album was a success with the critics all giving it rave reviews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't mention Tiffany without mentioning her Playboy pics. If your interested you can find them &lt;a href="http://www.revsharesex.com/rev2040/members/singers/darwish1.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I know I was interested to see the '80's girl of my dreams and I wasn't disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany now earns a living as an entertainer and is doing well with another album out very very soon. She is also active in reality television circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tiffanymusicsite.com/"&gt;Tiffany's Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Think Were Alone Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLuKyO_bRQg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oLuKyO_bRQg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'80's Parody Robin Sparkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3bmfD43s-k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o3bmfD43s-k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-5075198995026237183?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/5075198995026237183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=5075198995026237183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5075198995026237183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/5075198995026237183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-moments-in-music-3.html' title='Great Moments In Music #3'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1375674860023908370</id><published>2007-04-18T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:56:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Moments In Music #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Massive Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive Attack came along during a time when I couldn't afford CD's. To get around this I would tape Rage (an all night music show in Australia) on video then the next day I would transfer the songs I liked to a cassette so I could listen to it in my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four favourite bands from that time are Oasis, Blur, Portishead and Massive Attack. I'm sure that if I go through my old tape box if would be full of great Rage gems. Now that I have grown up and have money to buy whatever I want I have bought Blur, Portishead and Massive Attack. I no longer think Oasis is very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have picked what must be the best two Massive Attack hits to share today, Protection and Tear drop. I have watched Protection countless times but when I was younger I hated the 58 second lag between the start of the video and the start of the music. Teardrop is a little freaky. If you haven't seen the Tear drop video before it is worth the five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIp--5E3AbY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UIp--5E3AbY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tear Drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fG8eQBSp9Ao"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fG8eQBSp9Ao" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1375674860023908370?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1375674860023908370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1375674860023908370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1375674860023908370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1375674860023908370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-moments-in-music-2.html' title='Great Moments In Music #2'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1610952016628091328</id><published>2007-04-15T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:39:02.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do When Your Bored #2</title><content type='html'>Play &lt;a href="http://www.busdrivergame.com/"&gt;Bus Driver&lt;/a&gt; on PC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1610952016628091328?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1610952016628091328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1610952016628091328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1610952016628091328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1610952016628091328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-to-do-when-your-bored-2.html' title='Things To Do When Your Bored #2'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7024933499199977803</id><published>2007-04-15T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:31:51.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Moments In Music #1</title><content type='html'>Over the next few weeks I want to share some great music memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deee-Lite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Deee-lite had four number one dance hits in the US, 'Groove Is In The Heart' would qualify as a one hit wonder. It's a great song that was played over and over in the sprit of a one hit wonder till everyone winced at the mere mention. 17 years on you could probably stand to hear it one more time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mKTCW4oxS6I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mKTCW4oxS6I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what Deee-lite have been up to lately at this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.haktanir.org/deee-lite/"&gt;die hard fans site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7024933499199977803?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7024933499199977803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7024933499199977803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7024933499199977803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7024933499199977803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-moments-in-music-1.html' title='Great Moments In Music #1'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-4528856053476472993</id><published>2007-03-11T19:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:26:32.438+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Of The World?</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry but I'm with James Cameron on this one. You should never name anything &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/6434773.stm"&gt;skynet&lt;/a&gt; unless you want trouble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-4528856053476472993?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/4528856053476472993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=4528856053476472993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4528856053476472993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/4528856053476472993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-of-world.html' title='The End Of The World?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-532811229009097170</id><published>2007-03-05T12:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T12:02:12.831+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Laughing Infectious?</title><content type='html'>These quads sure do think so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;token=52a_1172737108" scale="showall" name="index"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-532811229009097170?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/532811229009097170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=532811229009097170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/532811229009097170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/532811229009097170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-laughing-infectious.html' title='Is Laughing Infectious?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-7249096306391704475</id><published>2007-02-23T12:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:48:58.780+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Out of my Head!</title><content type='html'>I've had a song stuck in my head for about 23 years now and I wish it would let me live my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you all know it. Maybe if you all click on the youtube video it will enter your head and leave me alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the original video of the song so heres the next best thing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jQcpi6syfIg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jQcpi6syfIg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this next song too but it doesn't live in my head. Thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioqO5mDE7u8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioqO5mDE7u8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris's delivery of the last line is awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-7249096306391704475?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/7249096306391704475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=7249096306391704475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7249096306391704475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/7249096306391704475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-out-of-my-head.html' title='Get Out of my Head!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1070598767219598819</id><published>2007-02-16T21:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T12:00:05.427+09:00</updated><title type='text'>UK TV Show Paints Awful Picture Of The US</title><content type='html'>Earlier in the week BBC car program &lt;a href="http://www.topgear.com/"&gt;Top Gear&lt;/a&gt; spent a whole hour telling it's viewers that America was an awful place to go and shouldn't be visited by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shows presenters were placed in Florida with $1000 each, told to buy a car and then drive it across a few states to Louisiana to inspect the destruction of Hurricane Katrina one year on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have never felt a connection with the United States but I really felt uncomfortable with about just how much US bashing was featured in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that being said the episode was really funny when Clarkson wasn't bashing his Atlantic neighbours. Here is an eight minute clip of the boys being chased out of Alabama after they wrote derogatory statements designed to cause trouble on their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86X6pjK9Fxw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86X6pjK9Fxw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1070598767219598819?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1070598767219598819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1070598767219598819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1070598767219598819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1070598767219598819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/uk-tv-show-paints-awful-picture-of-us.html' title='UK TV Show Paints Awful Picture Of The US'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-6007095687617407323</id><published>2007-02-10T20:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:06:20.702+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OK This One Is Just For The Nerds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Rc2wbpW5JjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c1hZyt7GKYo/s1600-h/largewiimote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Rc2wbpW5JjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c1hZyt7GKYo/s320/largewiimote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029870347847542322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Rc2xdpW5JlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mIMSGZZA-eo/s1600-h/XboxOriginalController.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Rc2xdpW5JlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mIMSGZZA-eo/s320/XboxOriginalController.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029871481718908498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this pic on a 'Caption This' contest with the winning caption being "Giant Wiimote rivals original Xbox controller in size." OK, the more that I read that the stupider it gets. Sorry, I'll just shut my big fat mouth. Well the original controller was crazy big though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my XBOX, even if I do only play one or two games on it. Is it wrong to have a collection of 48 XBOX games and only ever play two of them? Maybe I should donate the rest to poor kids who cant afford games. Who am I kidding, they would just abuse me for not having Playstation 3 games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS If you are looking at this post with Mozilla, congrats! You are seeing the layout I had hoped for. If your looking with IE, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-6007095687617407323?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/6007095687617407323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=6007095687617407323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6007095687617407323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/6007095687617407323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-this-one-is-just-for-nerds.html' title='OK This One Is Just For The Nerds'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/Rc2wbpW5JjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c1hZyt7GKYo/s72-c/largewiimote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-9062895225243143430</id><published>2007-02-06T07:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T07:09:48.006+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet Is Just A Mouse Click Away</title><content type='html'>Blockbuster Video's new ad that aired during the superbowl makes me laugh everytime I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so reminds me of the internet that we had back in the 90's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALcFUBBU0oc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ALcFUBBU0oc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-9062895225243143430?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/9062895225243143430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=9062895225243143430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/9062895225243143430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/9062895225243143430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/internet-is-just-mouse-click-away.html' title='The Internet Is Just A Mouse Click Away'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-2071684055833948417</id><published>2007-02-04T15:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:04:54.157+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RcWAczRxSeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aa_nqjhoDIE/s1600-h/411_evangelcartman.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RcWAczRxSeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aa_nqjhoDIE/s320/411_evangelcartman.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027565791318460898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I think I watched the only documentary I have ever seen with no bias in its presentation. It is a real credit to it's directors Rachel Grady and Heidi Ewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Camp was able to effectively portray an honest and impartial depiction of one faction of the evangelical Christian community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely worth seeking out but in the end I couldn't help but turn into Cartman from Southpark. I almost started making plans to move to America to join these people and ultimately get rich. I think Pastor Ted Haggard has that effect on some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6RNfL6IVWCE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6RNfL6IVWCE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-2071684055833948417?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/2071684055833948417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=2071684055833948417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2071684055833948417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/2071684055833948417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/jesus-camp.html' title='Jesus Camp'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/RcWAczRxSeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/aa_nqjhoDIE/s72-c/411_evangelcartman.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-1134658959207852260</id><published>2007-02-04T14:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:49:48.557+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I Leave A Blog Here?</title><content type='html'>I never wanted to stop blogging but as with everything, life gets in the way. I've been able to spend a bit more time on the computer lately so I thought I would do some blogging too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you the third re-invention of jaso32's blog, The Curse Of Great Beauty complete with a new template. Since my wife is the one who understands web design I have had trouble with the new template so it looks really cool in IE but sucks in Firefox. Isn't it usually the opposite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you visit here often you will probably find a few YouTube vids and not much substance but isn't that was blogging is really about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-1134658959207852260?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/1134658959207852260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=1134658959207852260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1134658959207852260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/1134658959207852260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2007/02/did-i-leave-blog-here.html' title='Did I Leave A Blog Here?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-116260265224707186</id><published>2006-11-04T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T09:10:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Schumacher Overtakes 1 Last Time</title><content type='html'>As you can tell, I don't blog anymore but this is something worth sharing. Here is the result of a 5 lap battle for 4th with Kimi Raikkonen during which time Schumacher was robbed of his favourite passing spot due to yellow flags. Michael finally gets him when his favourite corner is opened up to passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi believes that he has the line covered but it turned out that Michael knows how big his car is right down to the inch. This is also the last ever passing manover for Michael Schumacher in F1 racing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QykxrIqsEsg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QykxrIqsEsg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video from on board the Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UcGBHzXRpI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UcGBHzXRpI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-116260265224707186?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/116260265224707186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=116260265224707186' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/116260265224707186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/116260265224707186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/11/michael-schumacher-overtakes-1-last.html' title='Michael Schumacher Overtakes 1 Last Time'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115457526020100604</id><published>2006-08-03T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:21:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boss Sends His Congratulations</title><content type='html'>Comedy Central publicly congratulated South Park for its Emmy nomination in Variety this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Park received its Emmy nod for its episode 'Trapped in the Closet' in which the kids are caught up in Scientology. The Ad speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/southparkemmy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/400/southparkemmy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115457526020100604?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115457526020100604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115457526020100604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115457526020100604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115457526020100604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/08/boss-sends-his-congratulations.html' title='The Boss Sends His Congratulations'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115449736965620581</id><published>2006-08-02T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T13:42:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlestar In Australia</title><content type='html'>For those of you living in Australia and didn't get the episodes from other sources, Battlestar Gallactica Season 2 starts on TEN tonight at five past eleven. I'm sure I will use this an an excuse to relive the fun of Season Two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/Battlestar220.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/Battlestar220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Final scene from season 2. Yes its a spoiler but you really should have seen this by now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115449736965620581?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115449736965620581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115449736965620581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115449736965620581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115449736965620581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/08/battlestar-in-australia.html' title='Battlestar In Australia'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115405633269921477</id><published>2006-07-28T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:12:12.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day That Will Live In Infamy</title><content type='html'>Wednesday June 16th 2004 started like most days. The news was churning out hundreds of stories. It was the day that the Caribe mobile phone virus made headlines, it was the day David Vardy offered his virginity on ebay for 6000 pounds. It is also the day I reported on this blog that pervs were counting down the day until Emma Watson turns 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was a harmless blog over 2 years ago is still responsible for 35% of hits on this site! I can't believe that one blog post 2 years ago about some actor from a Harry Potter movie can generate so many search engine hits! To put that into some sort of perspective, Don't Be Afraid Of Your Anger receives about 123 hits a week, 35% of those are looking for Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose if you are looking for hits on your blog, post endless pictures of celebs. It works for Perez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115405633269921477?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115405633269921477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115405633269921477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115405633269921477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115405633269921477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-that-will-live-in-infamy.html' title='A Day That Will Live In Infamy'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115372669341819095</id><published>2006-07-24T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:38:13.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tealou's Recovery</title><content type='html'>My wife has become very sick and is being kept unconscious in an Intensive Care Unit. She needs positive thoughts to help her on to the road to recovery. To help with this I have created a web log for her to tell her friends about what she is going through. While she would have wanted to keep this private I no longer feel that she can do this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://tealousrecovery.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tealou's Recovery&lt;/a&gt; and stay up to date with what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115372669341819095?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115372669341819095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115372669341819095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115372669341819095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115372669341819095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/07/tealous-recovery.html' title='Tealou&apos;s Recovery'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115353113243785889</id><published>2006-07-22T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T09:18:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Copy That Floppy</title><content type='html'>I just saw this on &lt;a href="http://needstobeglassed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Needs To Be Glassed&lt;/a&gt; and just had to share. Its an anti-piracy video for kids titled 'Don't Copy That Floppy'. I think its from about 1992. Beware it is about nine and a half minutes but worth the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpv6_6pCpY8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hpv6_6pCpY8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115353113243785889?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115353113243785889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115353113243785889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115353113243785889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115353113243785889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-copy-that-floppy.html' title='Don&apos;t Copy That Floppy'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-115292580649197623</id><published>2006-07-15T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T09:10:06.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question For Sufferers of Incontinence</title><content type='html'>When you're feeling incontinent, do you have time to jump on the net and check for the location of a toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the &lt;a href="http://www.health.gov.au/internet/wcms/Publishing.nsf/Content/Continence-2"&gt;National Continence Management Strategy&lt;/a&gt; the government now has a &lt;a href="http://www.toiletmap.gov.au/default.aspx"&gt;National Public Toilet Map&lt;/a&gt; to help the public locate public toilets in a crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm not understanding the problem since the only incontinent person I know walks at about a meter a minute, doesn't speak or read English and doesn't bother with the toilet anymore. Maybe I'm just being my usual cynical self, this service could improve her life greatly, couldn't it?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure with a bit more promotion people will stop saying "Have you checked to made sure the doors are locked?" when they leave home, replacing it with "Honey, have you checked the National public toilet map just incase we get caught out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/publictoiletmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/publictoiletmap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-115292580649197623?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/115292580649197623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=115292580649197623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115292580649197623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/115292580649197623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/07/question-for-sufferers-of-incontinence.html' title='Question For Sufferers of Incontinence'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114947596332051168</id><published>2006-06-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:54:05.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Bit Sad Today</title><content type='html'>The NBA team I have supported since Perth Centre Luc Longley played with them ended their season with a game 6 loss to Dallas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that since Dallas were good enough to beat the suns, they are good enough to finish the season with their own championship rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/marion%20loss.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/marion%20loss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114947596332051168?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114947596332051168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114947596332051168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114947596332051168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114947596332051168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-bit-sad-today.html' title='I&apos;m A Bit Sad Today'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114753422685447819</id><published>2006-05-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:30:26.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Do When You're Bored #1</title><content type='html'>Go to &lt;a href="http://www.hotornot.com"&gt;Hot or Not&lt;/a&gt; and click one for every picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114753422685447819?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114753422685447819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114753422685447819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114753422685447819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114753422685447819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/05/things-to-do-when-youre-bored-1.html' title='Things To Do When You&apos;re Bored #1'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114697129894607860</id><published>2006-05-07T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:15:43.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suns Advance to Semi-finals!</title><content type='html'>Only moments ago the Phoenix Suns put away The LA Lakers with a commanding win in Game 7, 121 to 90! Leandro Barbosa led the way with 26 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Suns had trailed the Lakers three games to one in the best of seven series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix now intend to destroy the LA peoples finals hopes as they take on the LA Clippers in the semi-finals. This is the first time the Clippers have advanced to the semi-finals in thirty years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/spat580o_PQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/spat580o_PQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114697129894607860?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114697129894607860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114697129894607860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114697129894607860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114697129894607860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/05/suns-advance-to-semi-finals.html' title='Suns Advance to Semi-finals!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114687785915607562</id><published>2006-05-06T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T09:10:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghostbusters sequel</title><content type='html'>I don't normally like the idea of movie sequels but it occurred to me in the shower the other morning, where all good ideas come from, that a Ghostbusters 3 could do really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something really comical about a bunch of old guys having to put on those heavy proton packs and saving the world again. Remembering that Harold Ramis and Ernie Hudson, the oldest of the Ghostbusters, are 61 and 60 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus don't forget that little Oscar would be 17 now. I'm sure that an apathetic 17 year old would fit into the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Dan, Harold and Ivan. Don't you guys need a new house? Make Ghostbusters 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/ghostbusters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/ghostbusters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114687785915607562?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114687785915607562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114687785915607562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114687785915607562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114687785915607562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/05/ghostbusters-sequel.html' title='Ghostbusters sequel'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114638052994519861</id><published>2006-04-30T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T15:02:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Greatest achievement?</title><content type='html'>Finally after months of playing an 82 game season as well as a full series of finals the Suns are finally victorious, in NBA Live 06 on my XBOX. Can my game imitate reality? Not unless the Suns can first beat the Lakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/nashblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/nashblog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114638052994519861?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114638052994519861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114638052994519861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114638052994519861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114638052994519861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-greatest-achievement.html' title='My Greatest achievement?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114576033749559140</id><published>2006-04-23T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:46:25.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Do You Really See Trackside?</title><content type='html'>My whole life I have followed Formula 1 racing quite closely. I make sure I never miss a race and have supported the Williams team since Damon Hill. Its an added bonus that Mark Webber drives a Williams but I will also support him no matter where he goes. One thing I have never been able to do is go to a race but now, thanks to YouTube, I can feel what it is like to be trackside for the final moments of a Grand Prix. I have to admitt, you see alot more on the TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-gHO3yP5gM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-gHO3yP5gM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114576033749559140?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114576033749559140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114576033749559140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114576033749559140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114576033749559140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-much-do-you-really-see-trackside.html' title='How Much Do You Really See Trackside?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114566542986610092</id><published>2006-04-22T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:23:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Should Know #1</title><content type='html'>Never search for 'creampie' in Google Images with safe search turned off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/creampie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/creampie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114566542986610092?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114566542986610092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114566542986610092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114566542986610092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114566542986610092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-you-should-know-1.html' title='Things You Should Know #1'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114351299627754876</id><published>2006-03-28T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T10:29:56.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would the Real Ricky Gervais Please Stand Up?</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, one of these pic's are of an animated Gervais. But which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/theoffice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/theoffice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/rickysimpsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/rickysimpsons.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only his Mother knows for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114351299627754876?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114351299627754876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114351299627754876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114351299627754876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114351299627754876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/03/would-real-ricky-gervais-please-stand.html' title='Would the Real Ricky Gervais Please Stand Up?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114231038323608489</id><published>2006-03-14T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T12:28:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You Just Love TV Cliffhangers!</title><content type='html'>NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I have something to look forward to. Here is a shot from the last scene of Battlestar Galactica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/Battlestar220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/400/Battlestar220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the humans finially come to the end of the line? Proabaly not. Bring on October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114231038323608489?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114231038323608489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114231038323608489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114231038323608489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114231038323608489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/03/dont-you-just-love-tv-cliffhangers.html' title='Don&apos;t You Just Love TV Cliffhangers!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-114022306794128441</id><published>2006-02-18T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:30:10.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those Of You Who Watch 'Lost'</title><content type='html'>What the hell are these?????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/lostnumpics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/lostnumpics.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have theorys about most things on 'Lost' but i'm ,dare I say, lost on this one. I sure hope they didn't unleash anything too horible, for their sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;After a Google search, popular opinion is that this could translate to "Cause to Die". Ominous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-114022306794128441?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/114022306794128441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=114022306794128441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114022306794128441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/114022306794128441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-those-of-you-who-watch-lost.html' title='For Those Of You Who Watch &apos;Lost&apos;'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-113914056476514875</id><published>2006-02-05T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T20:01:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Religion Quiz</title><content type='html'>By now you have seen this quiz everywhere, so here is my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='400'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Satanism&lt;/b&gt;. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Satanism! Before you scream, do a bit of research on it. To be a Satanist, you don't actually have to believe in Satan. Satanism generally focuses upon the spiritual advancement of the self, rather than upon submission to a deity or a set of moral codes. Do some research if you immediately think of the satanic cult stereotype. Your beliefs may also resemble those of earth-based religions such as paganism.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='38' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='33' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='29' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;29%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='21' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;21%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='17' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907'&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my wife doesn't seem happy with my result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-113914056476514875?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/113914056476514875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=113914056476514875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113914056476514875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113914056476514875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/02/religion-quiz.html' title='The Religion Quiz'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-113723134314670190</id><published>2006-01-14T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T17:35:43.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Know You Have Given Up On Your Blog?</title><content type='html'>When you realize that you announced the birth of your baby boy only seven posts after announcing that you are expecting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-113723134314670190?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/113723134314670190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=113723134314670190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113723134314670190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113723134314670190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-do-you-know-you-have-given-up-on.html' title='How Do You Know You Have Given Up On Your Blog?'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-113179937278503409</id><published>2005-11-12T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:54:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/1600/julesD6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5551/429/320/julesD6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel sorry for any guy that looks like me! PocKet umm I mean TasChe, keep your sweet chestnut crust on elder sauce to yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-113179937278503409?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/113179937278503409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=113179937278503409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113179937278503409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/113179937278503409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/11/poor-guy.html' title='Poor Guy'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-112455848059214971</id><published>2005-08-21T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T01:21:20.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Community Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>Want to make sure you never have unprotected sex with a new partner ever again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women click this &lt;a href="http://www.herpes-virus-treatment.com/female-herpes-pics/female-herpes-pics.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men click this &lt;a href="http://www.herpes-virus-treatment.com/male-herpes-pics/male-herpes-pics.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(WARNING!!! Graphic pictures not for the faint of heart!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-112455848059214971?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/112455848059214971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=112455848059214971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/112455848059214971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/112455848059214971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/08/community-service-announcement.html' title='Community Service Announcement'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-112455654129718270</id><published>2005-08-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:51:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/1024/scissors.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/400/scissors.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-112455654129718270?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/112455654129718270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=112455654129718270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/112455654129718270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/112455654129718270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/08/buy-this.html' title='Buy This'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-111905472420113769</id><published>2005-06-18T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:54:25.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But She's Too Young To Die!</title><content type='html'>After 20 years of service this type of bus will be phased out over the next few months. As they are powered by CNG their fate doesn't look good. Goodbye friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/1024/19oct04%200081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/400/19oct04%20008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Is this what will happen to me when I get too old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-111905472420113769?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/111905472420113769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=111905472420113769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111905472420113769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111905472420113769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/06/but-shes-too-young-to-die.html' title='But She&apos;s Too Young To Die!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-111486053245844259</id><published>2005-04-30T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T19:49:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post To Save April</title><content type='html'>With my one woman cheer squad (the ever impatient PocKet) behind me I thought it was high time I posted to this waste of cyber space. Not because I have something to say, not because PocKet asked for it but because if I don't get a post off before midnight tonight, April will never make it to the Archives list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I could fake the date on one of my future posts but it just wouldn't be the same, I wouldn't be the same. I would know that stuck out there in the vast open realm of the internet a lie would be lurking and that I had put it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go April, even though you suck because I have to buy an anniversary present and two birthday presents during your thirty day reign, I have saved you from being a gap in my Archives section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-111486053245844259?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/111486053245844259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=111486053245844259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111486053245844259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111486053245844259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/04/post-to-save-april.html' title='A Post To Save April'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-111187839061514341</id><published>2005-03-27T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:09:43.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Of Mass Destruction</title><content type='html'>Can someone tell me how high you need to be before you enter 'airspace'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this years protests at the Baxter detention centre in South Australia it seems that a woman was arrested for flying a kite in restricted air space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/1024/kite.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/400/kite.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the media forgotten to report on something? Was this woman trying to fly it into the detention centre to drop off something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the only story here is that this poor woman was flying a kite in the wrong place then congratulations go out to the South Australian police, you have officially over reacted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-111187839061514341?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/111187839061514341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=111187839061514341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111187839061514341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111187839061514341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/03/kite-of-mass-destruction.html' title='Kite Of Mass Destruction'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182203.post-111141011544999658</id><published>2005-03-21T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:06:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Sport? Not In WA!</title><content type='html'>Since 1989 Perth has been the proud host of a FIA World Rally Championship round. Every year thousands of WA locals have been able to hold their heads high knowing that we had something out eastern states relatives didn't. Thanks to our newly elected government that could all change very shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/1024/rally%20aus.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/1/1051/400/rally%20aus.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Tourism Minister Mark McGowan stated that the government are looking to end the contract with the FIA with the final Rally Australia to be at the end of the year. Claiming dwindling returns he said that the governments $4.7 million investment in the event could be better spent on other events and promotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its goodbye to international fame (even if it is only in rally circles) and hello to Perth where?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182203-111141011544999658?l=jaso32.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/feeds/111141011544999658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182203&amp;postID=111141011544999658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111141011544999658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182203/posts/default/111141011544999658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaso32.blogspot.com/2005/03/international-sport-not-in-wa.html' title='International Sport? Not In WA!'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02808356084679115639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MPowGKUKmyg/TLlyyv9tRcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9o_JGkGhVPQ/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-12+at+16.03.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
