<?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-5660144</id><updated>2011-10-04T14:11:38.349-06:00</updated><category term='babble'/><category term='music'/><category term='the adventures of forrest'/><category term='goofyness'/><category term='the animal kingdom'/><category term='lists'/><title type='text'>emptycdwallet</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes I get so wrapped up in walking...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-563389614124119147</id><published>2011-09-24T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T12:48:38.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Going to Harvest My Hair This Autumn</title><summary type='text'>So it's the second day of Autumn today, and I thought I might point out a few things in light of it.

1) The weather is cooling down (although it's still feels hot).

2) The Halloween virus hit the super markets, and now you can buy large packs of candy made specifically for Halloween and costumes/decor.

3) My hair is possibly the longest it's been in nearly two years, and the logical thing to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/563389614124119147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=563389614124119147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/563389614124119147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/563389614124119147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-not-going-to-harvest-my-hair-this.html' title='I&apos;m Not Going to Harvest My Hair This Autumn'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6389107771795719796</id><published>2011-08-18T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:50:35.870-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babble'/><title type='text'>Taste the Rainbow</title><summary type='text'>   So I was musing about the retro apple decal I have placed over the Apple logo on top (back?) on my laptop (you know, the one that lights up for all to see when you're using your Mac so that, in case any one missed it, you own a Macintosh computer). It occurred to me that some people might take me for a homosexual because of the brightly lit rainbow decal. I don't really think I should worry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6389107771795719796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6389107771795719796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6389107771795719796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6389107771795719796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/08/taste-rainbow.html' title='Taste the Rainbow'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4194473624785422094</id><published>2011-05-14T17:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T17:08:11.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerning Something I Read on the Interweb during the Adolescent Hours of the Morning</title><summary type='text'>   Yesterday morning, after I had come back home from doing my overnight shift, I read a story online about an Italian woman who had been raped back in the '90s and how the court would not convict as guilty the man who assaulted her because the woman was wearing skinny jeans (which were presumably "sexy," although I don't know anything about jeans being sexy. They've always seemed more practical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4194473624785422094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4194473624785422094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4194473624785422094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4194473624785422094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/05/concerning-something-i-read-on-interweb.html' title='Concerning Something I Read on the Interweb during the Adolescent Hours of the Morning'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4345491278291999521</id><published>2011-04-24T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:30:24.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Afterthoughts from 2010</title><summary type='text'>I didn't listen to that much new music last year in 2010 because I was so let down from the experience of trying to keep up with new music during 2009. In 2009, I found it to be a trying experience because I was checking out all this new music, yet so much of it wasn't that good. By the end of that year, I didn't even want to think about making a list of the best albums that had come out. That </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4345491278291999521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4345491278291999521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4345491278291999521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4345491278291999521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-afterthoughts-from-2010.html' title='Some Afterthoughts from 2010'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nK2P24ttzU/TbTOA4SWp2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GzZ8mJn_Mrk/s72-c/Arcade-Fire-The-Suburbs-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2868408807517525393</id><published>2011-04-24T18:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:55:37.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Past Week (It was Holy Week.)</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  
   Tuesday was my dad’s birthday. He turned 59. He was 35 when I was born, so if you take 59 and subtract 35 from it, the result will yield how many years old I am. Well, I’m not quite 24 yet, but in May I will be.
   In typical beat boxer fashion, I taught one of my eighth grade students how to imitate the sound of vinyl record scratching. It was funny to listen to her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2868408807517525393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2868408807517525393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2868408807517525393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2868408807517525393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-past-week-it-was-holy-week.html' title='This Past Week (It was Holy Week.)'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3930341184739432168</id><published>2011-04-15T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:46:43.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring has been upon us for almost a month now, and with only three weeks left of student teaching, I'm anticipating Summer. Well, perhaps it's not that I'm anticipating Summer so much as I'm anticipating the break, which starts mid-Spring.I plan on boarding myself up in my room and erotic and recording some music with my guitars and microKorg synth! It will be wonderful.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3930341184739432168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3930341184739432168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3930341184739432168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3930341184739432168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-has-been-upon-us-for-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-438927395857968641</id><published>2011-04-12T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T17:35:46.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Slow Runner's Damage Points</title><summary type='text'>   I said that I would get back about my feelings toward the new Slow Runner album, Damage Points. Well, I really, really like it--so much so that it's moved me to go to their concert at Stubbs on the 24th of April (Resurrection Day).

   My favorite songs, by the way, are "Damage Points," "Strange Days," "Devil Moon." Check it out. It's extremely good! Look forward to my thoughts on the new TV </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/438927395857968641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=438927395857968641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/438927395857968641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/438927395857968641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/04/update-on-slow-runners-damage-points.html' title='Update on Slow Runner&apos;s Damage Points'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4641756056164834812</id><published>2011-04-03T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T15:33:05.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Damage Points</title><summary type='text'>
   Michael Flynn, Slow Runner's singer, held an interview with the album here. It's pretty zany, but it can give you a little insight into the nature of the creative thought of the band.

   Now, after having listened to the Damage Points, I have to admit that I don't think it has the kind of attitude it displayed during its interview. Alas, relationships something or someone has with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4641756056164834812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4641756056164834812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4641756056164834812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4641756056164834812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/04/review-damage-points.html' title='Review: Damage Points'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1ND5yifU25s/TZjd6L0Zf6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/pWza02-4AiY/s72-c/damage_points_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3788391205599969146</id><published>2011-01-06T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:00:38.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bird</title><summary type='text'>   When I watch Imogen Heap perform "Little Bird" on her Ellipse tour in November 2009, the most sublime serenity swept over my heart. It was as if the entire state of being wedge between a thousand other fanboys and fangirls had obliviated and it was just me and Ms. Heap facing each other alone in a completely black room in which light radiated from we two beings. She was of course playing on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3788391205599969146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3788391205599969146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3788391205599969146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3788391205599969146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-bird.html' title='Little Bird'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4627583376197412983</id><published>2011-01-05T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T14:48:35.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iMusic, uMusic, he, she, itMusic</title><summary type='text'>   eMusic has truly set the plates spinning. Things used to be much simpler when their selection was clearly limited to mostly independent music. With their recent shift to bring mainstream music at a more affordable price than iTunes, the difficult conundrum of where to go to get music has arisen. eMusic now has practically everything iTunes has, yet this is not always the case. If I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4627583376197412983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4627583376197412983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4627583376197412983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4627583376197412983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2011/01/imusic-umusic-he-she-itmusic.html' title='iMusic, uMusic, he, she, itMusic'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1512659024815826154</id><published>2010-12-02T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:33:21.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ah, Vanka's gone to Petersburg/And I'll not wait for him--"</title><summary type='text'>   I'm reading about Ivan Fyordorovich Karamazov right now in The Brothers Karamazov. I imagine he wears very small spectacles and has long hair and a very long, philosophical beard. You see, Ivan Fyordorovich is a proud 19th century Russian intellectual, and I guess they probably would have looked a particularly homogeneous back then. Consider, for example, the gowns and caps we wear when we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1512659024815826154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1512659024815826154&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1512659024815826154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1512659024815826154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/12/ah-vankas-gone-to-petersburgand-ill-not.html' title='&quot;Ah, Vanka&apos;s gone to Petersburg/And I&apos;ll not wait for him--&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2532069217499287180</id><published>2010-10-25T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:08:03.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just nineteen, a sucker's dream: I guess I thought you had the flavor."</title><summary type='text'>I really like Placebo, but I probably shouldn't since I strictly oppose the outlook they convey in their music, which, of course, is not completely contained in one statement and changes slightly (and sometimes radically) from record to record. I'm not really comfortable with androgyny, nor do I identify with the many references to drug culture Placebo makes, but the reason why I enjoy listening </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2532069217499287180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2532069217499287180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2532069217499287180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2532069217499287180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-nineteen-suckers-dream-i-guess-i.html' title='&quot;Just nineteen, a sucker&apos;s dream: I guess I thought you had the flavor.&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-982391224269277048</id><published>2010-10-24T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T08:15:01.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damien Rice Reaches to the Deepest Recesses of my Soul</title><summary type='text'>sleep don't weep
 
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
your face it's all wet
and your day was rough
so do what you must do
to find yourself
wear another's shoe
or paint my shelves
there's times that i was broke
and you stood strong
i think i found a place
where i ..
sleep don't weep
my sweet love
your face it's all wet
'cause our days were rough
so do what you must do
to fill that hole
wear another's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/982391224269277048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=982391224269277048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/982391224269277048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/982391224269277048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/10/damien-rice-reaches-to-deepest-recesses.html' title='Damien Rice Reaches to the Deepest Recesses of my Soul'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2208129181219830298</id><published>2010-09-29T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:25:35.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where we come from
the British Isles
I do not know
But I'm white
or told I'm so
but she's an
ethiopian
scorched by Pheobus
Apollo
the son of Zeus
comparativists compare
him to Jesus, but
No, No, "Know yourself."
That's much
too much
an undercooked egg</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2208129181219830298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2208129181219830298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2208129181219830298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2208129181219830298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-we-come-from-british-isles-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7347996744335841230</id><published>2010-09-17T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:37:22.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar</title><summary type='text'>The guitar is definitely one of the "coolest" instruments that we know of in our culture, which is the reason why so many guys take up "playing" it. It's no secret that if you go to a coffee shop, bar, or college ministry on a given evening, you will find some schmuck strumming away in feigned consternation as he attempts to draw unsuspecting young women to him through this 'cool' instrument. In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7347996744335841230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7347996744335841230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7347996744335841230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7347996744335841230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/09/guitar.html' title='Guitar'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1570865915160504812</id><published>2010-09-16T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:24:48.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 3 Food Pairings</title><summary type='text'>3. Soda with pizza
2. Eggnog drank through Oreo straws
1. Reece's Puffs floating in vanilla soy milk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1570865915160504812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1570865915160504812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1570865915160504812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1570865915160504812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-3-food-pairings.html' title='Top 3 Food Pairings'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4493372820954541602</id><published>2010-07-28T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:41:51.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You hain't failed me yet; you won't fail me ta come.</title><summary type='text'>I'm a rapscallion and a profligate, and yet I think I can satisfy my Father's hatred of my sin and wickedness by providing him with a decent recompense for my nice, little, tidy works to help my fellow man out. Am I wrong! Self-justification: it's the disease of this age. Mankind's stiff neck, I think. I once heard you say that it's like dirty rags--my righteousness, that is. That would leave me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4493372820954541602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4493372820954541602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4493372820954541602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4493372820954541602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-haint-failed-me-yet-you-wont-fail.html' title='You hain&apos;t failed me yet; you won&apos;t fail me ta come.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-728601067133928988</id><published>2010-07-28T17:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:09:29.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair yesterday; gone today</title><summary type='text'>One of the best things about having a receding hairline is that it helps you realize the futility of the vainglorious god of style. God sacrificed that strait short so that I'd turn away from futility. It's better this way.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/728601067133928988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=728601067133928988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/728601067133928988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/728601067133928988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/07/hair-yesterday-gone-today.html' title='Hair yesterday; gone today'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7114528379243302814</id><published>2010-06-25T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:55:49.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Epic Tale Full of Grace, Love, and Revolution!</title><summary type='text'>So I finally finished reading Les Misérables. Man, it took me a long time to finish that book (six months, actually)! It is so epic in its scope, beginning with the development of a minor yet necessary character (Monseigneur Myriel Bienvenu)and culminating with a powerfully strong literary scene involving the man whom he impacted. Everything that happens in-between is very dense, complex, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7114528379243302814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7114528379243302814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7114528379243302814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7114528379243302814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/06/epic-tale-full-of-grace-love-and.html' title='An Epic Tale Full of Grace, Love, and Revolution!'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6746022641327995822</id><published>2010-06-17T08:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:31:45.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's getting a little hot again here in what I call the Big T, except this year it's also humid. Yuck! What the duck is up, Big T? Treat us a little better, pweese! We will bake you cookies! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6746022641327995822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6746022641327995822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6746022641327995822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6746022641327995822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-getting-little-hot-again-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2609815735527975590</id><published>2010-03-14T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:14:30.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus...Sweet, Sweet Jesus</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2609815735527975590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2609815735527975590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2609815735527975590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2609815735527975590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/03/jesussweet-sweet-jesus.html' title='Jesus...Sweet, Sweet Jesus'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6754528125460736755</id><published>2010-01-17T20:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:58:50.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Merry—And Pippin Also!</title><summary type='text'>I'll drink to that, too, you cute little hobbits!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6754528125460736755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6754528125460736755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6754528125460736755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6754528125460736755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-merryand-pippin-also.html' title='Making Merry—And Pippin Also!'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/S1PcC6VsPZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8uTQldn0IQU/s72-c/hobbits_feasting.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3312092836427343191</id><published>2010-01-17T20:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:49:52.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketching Up. Squeezing Hard.</title><summary type='text'>Wow! It's been a while since I last posted something. But this indeed happens often, I realize. I'll go for a while without writing, then write, then neglect to write for an extended period of time. Consistency would be nice, but I don't that I should expect that of myself. Nevertheless, my intention is to post more regularly from now on.   I've been trying to read more since I've lived in San </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3312092836427343191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3312092836427343191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3312092836427343191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3312092836427343191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2010/01/ketching-up-squeezing-hard.html' title='Ketching Up. Squeezing Hard.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7431629911194432505</id><published>2009-10-04T08:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:36:01.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Money...It's a Drag."</title><summary type='text'>The only cash I have on me is in the form of coins, which makes for an interesting time when I dump them in my pocket. I imagine that these quarters, dimes, and nickels are all the paterfamilias of currency. I imagine that they are actually worth something--a lot, in fact! The clinging against each other as they fall in my pocket makes me think of the way the shekels of ancient Israel or the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7431629911194432505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7431629911194432505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7431629911194432505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7431629911194432505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/10/moneyits-drag.html' title='&quot;Money...It&apos;s a Drag.&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3275200714446441881</id><published>2009-10-04T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T08:21:07.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have I got a long way to run</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3275200714446441881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3275200714446441881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3275200714446441881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3275200714446441881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-i-got-long-way-to-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3375348516850822945</id><published>2009-04-18T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:40:05.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Deals, Pickle.</title><summary type='text'>My Tori Amos collection in my iTunes library nearly takes up a whole gig. That's a lot of Tori. Also, I went to Hastings today and found Boys for Pele for $7.99 and Tales of a Librarian for $5.99. When I checked out, Pele came out to only $4.99 and Tales for $4.50--both new. That was unexpected and quite delightful.   I'm looking forward to her new album coming out in May. I love spring album </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3375348516850822945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3375348516850822945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3375348516850822945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3375348516850822945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-deals-pickle.html' title='Sweet Deals, Pickle.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2751704773050946389</id><published>2009-04-16T23:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:17:45.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Professor Pepper</title><summary type='text'>I got Cherry Dr. Pepper on my gray t-shirt and tan cords this evening. Man, that sucks, you know. Cherry Dr. Pepper is probably one of the last drinks I'd want to spill on my clothes. Milk is the last.Yesterday, I made my poetry professor laugh, which I think is probably one of the hardest things to do in life. She had a take a word and just write about it. I wrote about "warmth." I wrote, "Warm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2751704773050946389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2751704773050946389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2751704773050946389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2751704773050946389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/04/cherry-professor-pepper.html' title='Cherry Professor Pepper'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5845991216938476417</id><published>2009-04-05T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:47:28.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holes in Memory</title><summary type='text'>Shoot, man! Yesterday was my brother's birthday, and I forgot to call him. I don't deserve a call from him on my upcoming birthday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5845991216938476417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5845991216938476417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5845991216938476417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5845991216938476417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/04/holes-in-memory.html' title='Holes in Memory'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7122783591285687082</id><published>2009-04-05T22:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:45:30.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of Lust</title><summary type='text'>I bought a vinyl for a girl one time but shouldn't have, so I never ended up given her the vinyl. But I'm not crazy about it, and I've lost the receipt. I would have rather bought the Portishead vinyl for their self-titled sophomore release--that's where it's at. I say  I made a mistake out of rash behavior, but I'm cooled-down and like being that way. Doves are coming out with an album tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7122783591285687082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7122783591285687082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7122783591285687082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7122783591285687082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/04/kingdom-of-lust.html' title='Kingdom of Lust'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/SdmIzAPFmPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LCozNHCNJ_o/s72-c/doves-return-kingdom-rust--large-msg-123318451208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3010550326025425174</id><published>2009-01-18T15:28:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:46:58.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I rediscovered a most wonderful beer yesterday--Sam Adam's Black Lager. I had a sip of it for the first time when Nathan came to town this last summer. We went to HEB, and I bought a six pack of Honeymoon, while he got a pack of the Black Lager. I remember him letting me have a sip of his stuff, but I had already had two beers prior to the taste-test, so the normal reception of my taste buds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3010550326025425174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3010550326025425174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3010550326025425174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3010550326025425174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/01/african.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/SXOwi37Rd3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/wg-5lbwXnpU/s72-c/SABlack.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2895068989055449074</id><published>2009-01-18T15:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:25:57.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Lesser Preferred Vinyls</title><summary type='text'>I have this vinyl that I bought at Hastings about a month ago. I'm not sure why I bought this particular vinyl, for, you see, there was another one that I liked better for a lower price. I still have the receipt and have been meaning to take it back to exchange it for a cooler one, but I don't know if I'll ever get around to doing this because I've been thinking about it since I first bought the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2895068989055449074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2895068989055449074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2895068989055449074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2895068989055449074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-lesser-preferred-vinyls.html' title='On Lesser Preferred Vinyls'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/SXOr_NEgBoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kiDzwOr20U0/s72-c/6a00d83451e44269e200e551b24b8c8833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5999963271441086143</id><published>2008-10-20T22:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:19:14.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A7</title><summary type='text'>I sure do like A7. I used to not--you know, a little to bluesy. But I've come to a point in my life where I've really grown to appreciate this particular chord. I suppose it's a reflection on my own maturation. Perhaps...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5999963271441086143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5999963271441086143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5999963271441086143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5999963271441086143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/10/a7.html' title='A7'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7093543976098201919</id><published>2008-10-16T19:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:25:17.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><summary type='text'>Which Radiohead song are you?2 + 2 = 5You can scream and you can shout, it's too late now because you have not been paying attention. And apparently you`re not very good at math. All hail to the thief!Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.I'm not sure I agree with this quiz since the questions the creators ask are completely stupid and irrelevant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7093543976098201919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7093543976098201919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7093543976098201919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7093543976098201919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-440384955453576813</id><published>2008-09-28T19:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:08:25.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frosti</title><summary type='text'>When I was in charge of the radio station at camp this summer, I would let the campers in my block class (the two hour activity block for the oldest kids) choose DJ names for themselves. Without shame, I'll admit that most of the names were kind of stupid. Some examples are Direct Input (d.i.), Snow White, I Love Rascal Flatts, Wii-mote, and the Daredevil. My favorite DJ name, though, was DJ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/440384955453576813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=440384955453576813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/440384955453576813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/440384955453576813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/09/frosti.html' title='Frosti'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-8002372197309903018</id><published>2008-09-22T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:56:34.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn's Cornucopia of Dreams: potentially less heat and frappuccinos</title><summary type='text'>Today, September the 22nd, is the autumn equinox. In celebration of this blessed day, we are going to eat pizza. I might even smoke my pipe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/8002372197309903018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=8002372197309903018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8002372197309903018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8002372197309903018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/09/autumns-cornucopia-of-dreams.html' title='Autumn&apos;s Cornucopia of Dreams: potentially less heat and frappuccinos'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1562523767596798195</id><published>2008-09-14T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:41:01.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hippopotamus by T.S. Eliot</title><summary type='text'>The broad-backed hippopotamusRests on his belly in the mud;Although he seems so firm to usHe is merely flesh and blood. Flesh-and-blood is weak and frail,Susceptible to nervous shock;While the True Church can never failFor it is based upon a rock. The hippo's feeble steps may errIn compassing material ends,While the True Church need never stirTo gather in its dividends. The 'potamus can never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1562523767596798195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1562523767596798195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1562523767596798195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1562523767596798195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/09/hippopotamus-by-ts-eliot.html' title='The Hippopotamus by T.S. Eliot'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2280832483954586188</id><published>2008-08-30T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:00:02.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Surrender</title><summary type='text'>it doesn't mean muchit doesn't mean anything at allthe life I've left behind meis a cold roomI've crossed the last linefrom where I can't returnwhere every step I took in faith betrayed meand led me from my homeand sweetsweet surrenderis all that I have to giveyou take me inno questions askedyou strip away the uglinessthat surrounds meare you an angelam I already that goneI only hopethat I won't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2280832483954586188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2280832483954586188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2280832483954586188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2280832483954586188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-surrender.html' title='Sweet Surrender'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6592286356551207626</id><published>2008-05-21T19:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:09:37.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Fishes Live - Radiohead</title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't posted anything in a while, and to simply fill up space with a music video may seem lame. However, this is not a lame video, for it is amazing. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6592286356551207626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6592286356551207626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6592286356551207626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6592286356551207626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/weird-fishes-live-radiohead.html' title='Weird Fishes Live - Radiohead'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-953225591494055581</id><published>2008-05-08T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T23:45:18.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaka - Sigur Ros</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/953225591494055581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=953225591494055581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/953225591494055581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/953225591494055581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/vaka-sigur-ros.html' title='Vaka - Sigur Ros'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2503187996880078001</id><published>2008-05-07T17:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:21:09.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Shop Stop</title><summary type='text'>Well, today was my last day to work at the Barnes and Noble Café in Tech's Student Union building. I'm supposed to work their next year, but who really knows what next year holds. Maybe I'll be the lead guitarist of a band called the Iron Tree Roots. Maybe not. Maybe Barak will say something extremely detrimental to his campaign and be pushed way behind in popularity. Maybe not.  Nevertheless, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2503187996880078001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2503187996880078001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2503187996880078001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2503187996880078001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/coffee-shop-stop.html' title='Coffee Shop Stop'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2226539678924056823</id><published>2008-05-05T23:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:58:36.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deluge</title><summary type='text'>I can hear the blessed pitter-pat, pitter-pat of rain outside my window. I can feel the the rumble of the lightning's thunder. And I can beat box in five different modes of gibberish...but I wish I could.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2226539678924056823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2226539678924056823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2226539678924056823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2226539678924056823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/deluge.html' title='The Deluge'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4674102393963804508</id><published>2008-05-04T18:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:10:37.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Caught A Lite Sneeze"</title><summary type='text'>Caught a lite sneeze, caught a lite breezeCaught a lightweight lightningseedBoys on my left sideBoys on my right sideBoys in the middle, and you're not hereI need a big loan from the girl zoneBuilding Tumbling downDidn't know our love was So smallCouldn't stand it at allMr. St. John, just bring your sonMy spire is hotAnd my cells can't feedAnd you still got that Belle dragging your footsI'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4674102393963804508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4674102393963804508&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4674102393963804508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4674102393963804508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/caught-lite-sneeze.html' title='&quot;Caught A Lite Sneeze&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1296529916677156439</id><published>2008-05-02T16:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:34:14.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals, Vinyls, and Prince Caspian</title><summary type='text'>Well, I don't have any more finals until Monday, and even then, there is only one. So what am I to do with myself until then? Should I study for the rest of today and all of tomorrow? Probably so, but I know I'm not going to. This break presents itself as time for me to read, get back to the guitar, or contemplate extensively why I still have a cold. Aren't colds supposed to go away after two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1296529916677156439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1296529916677156439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1296529916677156439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1296529916677156439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/05/final-vinyls-and-prince-caspian.html' title='Finals, Vinyls, and Prince Caspian'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6206301914454406521</id><published>2008-04-30T19:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:14:24.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CQ</title><summary type='text'>Well, I haven't listened to this recording in a while, but I've picked it up recently. This is actually my friend Nathan's band. I'm not actually sure if it's a band either, since it Nathan and his friend Jeremiah. Anyway, I forgot how much I liked it. It's so fresh and honest; it's some of the only modern praise music I truly enjoy. They didn't sacrifice their talents at writing music to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6206301914454406521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6206301914454406521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6206301914454406521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6206301914454406521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/cq.html' title='CQ'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6133460270745508248</id><published>2008-04-28T14:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:12:16.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wal-Mart...Ugh</title><summary type='text'>I went to Wal-Mart today because I needed to get a couple of new tires for my car. Each wheel was a mere $45, which is such a great price. But is it such a great price?I don't really like to go to Wal-Mart, neither do I like its lack of aesthetics and how that lack of aesthetics seems to perforate all of America. I understand that Wal-Mart does a few good things for our society, such as offering </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6133460270745508248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6133460270745508248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6133460270745508248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6133460270745508248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/wal-martugh.html' title='Wal-Mart...Ugh'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-8609546533204418753</id><published>2008-04-26T10:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:48:37.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There There - Radiohead</title><summary type='text'>In pitch darkI go walking inYour landscapeBroken branchesTrip me as I speakJust because you feel itDoesn't mean it's thereJust because you feel itDoesn't mean it's thereThere's always a sirenSinging you to shipwreckSteer away from these rocksWe'd be a walking disasterJust because you feel itDoesn't mean it's thereJust because you feel itDoesn't mean it's thereThere ThereWhy so green&amp; lonely?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/8609546533204418753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=8609546533204418753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8609546533204418753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8609546533204418753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/there-there-radiohead.html' title='There There - Radiohead'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5263043520861606143</id><published>2008-04-23T19:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T19:37:14.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Weather Outside Is Frightful</title><summary type='text'>Today, it was overcast outside and seemed as though rains were going to fall. That sounds wonderful. But wait! This is Lubbock — I nearly forgot. The weather is so backward here. It's usually extremely dry and dusty, and on the one day it isn't, we don't even get to see the full fruition the change was supposed to bring. Instead, it just felt muggy, and at the same time, the sun was shining. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5263043520861606143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5263043520861606143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5263043520861606143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5263043520861606143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='When the Weather Outside Is Frightful'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5000936496611252585</id><published>2008-04-22T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:34:17.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Since She Is Going To Be My Wife</title><summary type='text'>         What (James) Bond Girl Are You??? (great pics)  Vesper LyndYou are Vesper Lynd, played by Eva Greene. You are the latest of the Bond Girls, and James Bond's intellectual superior (you are smarter than him). You are a little weird and emotional, but that's ok. You are deceiving towards the end of the movie, but you are still loyal in the end.Take this quiz!Quizilla | Join | Make A Quiz | </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5000936496611252585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5000936496611252585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5000936496611252585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5000936496611252585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/since-she-is-going-to-be-my-wife.html' title='Since She Is Going To Be My Wife'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-266016958056029680</id><published>2008-04-22T13:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:01:57.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Reasons Why You Should Listen To Radiohead</title><summary type='text'>5) They released an amazingly brilliant record without the backing of a major record company.4) Six consistent releases of pure musical bliss.3) Their songs speak for a generation tired of globalization and ultra-consumerism.2) The song "Where I End and You Begin."1) Their unique sense of composition: interesting time signatures, polyrhythms, great melodies and harmonies, elements of jazz, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/266016958056029680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=266016958056029680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/266016958056029680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/266016958056029680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/5-reasons-why-you-should-listen-to.html' title='5 Reasons Why You Should Listen To Radiohead'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7265239855219321439</id><published>2008-04-21T20:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:08:28.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 Coffee or Espresso Drinks</title><summary type='text'>5) Vanilla Latte (Iced)4) Latte (unadulterated by any sugary sweetness)3) Americano 2) Vanilla Latte (Hot)1) Black Coffee (light or medium roast.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7265239855219321439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7265239855219321439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7265239855219321439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7265239855219321439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/top-5-coffee-or-espresso-drinks.html' title='Top 5 Coffee or Espresso Drinks'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7333855121622986461</id><published>2008-04-21T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:51.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is slothy. He wants more friends. Can you give him yours?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7333855121622986461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7333855121622986461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7333855121622986461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7333855121622986461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-slothy.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/SA0DQ6nAl2I/AAAAAAAAACo/8N3PgcMWdpA/s72-c/sloth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7875700851646391757</id><published>2008-04-21T15:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:51.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fat, chubby, rotund - it matters not how you refer to this little fellow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7875700851646391757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7875700851646391757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7875700851646391757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7875700851646391757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/fat-chubby-rotund-it-matters-not-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/SA0C46nAl1I/AAAAAAAAACg/QGaQj34Rpng/s72-c/fat_r4_c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1926760119073674574</id><published>2008-04-21T14:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:53:45.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:: : I'm so tired of school...and my daily routine...and crappy habits. I starting to "feel all thin, sort of stretched, if you know what I mean: like butter that has been scraped over too much bread," as old Bilbo once said. I'm just waiting for this school year to come to its end, and maybe then I'll be able to relax a little, write some music, and read good books more frequently. I'm just so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1926760119073674574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1926760119073674574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1926760119073674574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1926760119073674574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-tired-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-37260382410377132</id><published>2008-04-16T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:58:35.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perotin</title><summary type='text'>I am very much in love with Perotin's "Sederunt Principes." The beauty, complexity and spirit of this music is something musicians in the Xtian rock industry need to be pitted against. Maybe then, people will realize how much "musicians" like Barlow Girl suck. It's just a thought.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/37260382410377132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=37260382410377132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/37260382410377132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/37260382410377132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/perotin.html' title='Perotin'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6679165178008024155</id><published>2008-04-11T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:31:04.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest Moon</title><summary type='text'>I think of all the games I played on the Nintendo 64, Harvest Moon may have been my favorite one. You could plant crops and then sell them, make friends with the townspeople, and lay some action down on the sweet honeys in the town (of which there were only five). And when I think about it, the crop planting and harvesting was totally environment-friendly. You dig a few patches in the soil, plant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6679165178008024155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6679165178008024155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6679165178008024155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6679165178008024155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/04/harvest-moon.html' title='Harvest Moon'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5719974722761875816</id><published>2008-03-04T16:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:13:25.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake Plastic Trees</title><summary type='text'>A green plastic watering canFor a fake Chinese rubber plantIn a fake plastic earthThat she bought from a rubber manIn a town full of rubber plansTo get rid of itselfAnd it wears her outIt wears her outShe lives with a broken manA cracked, polystyrene manWho just crumbles and burstsHe used to do surgeryFor girls in the 'eightiesBut gravity always winsAnd it wears him outIt wears him outShe looks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5719974722761875816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5719974722761875816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5719974722761875816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5719974722761875816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/03/fake-plastic-trees.html' title='Fake Plastic Trees'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3284918957540222649</id><published>2008-01-11T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:00:36.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"New Grass" - Talk Talk</title><summary type='text'>Lifted upReflective in returning love you singErrant days filled meFed me illusion's gateIn temperate streamWelled up within meA hunger uncurbed by nature's callingSeven sacraments to songVersed in ChristShould strength desert meThey'll comeThey comeLifted upReflected in returning love you singHeaven waitsSomeday Christendom may comeWestwardEvening sun recedentSet my resting vowHold in open heart</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3284918957540222649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3284918957540222649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3284918957540222649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3284918957540222649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-grass-talk-talk.html' title='&quot;New Grass&quot; - Talk Talk'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3142235787832563711</id><published>2007-12-31T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:52.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Two Thousand and Seven</title><summary type='text'>10. Kurr, AmiinaAmiina is the femme string quartet that plays strings on many Sigur Ros songs. Paired with Sigur Ros, they help create a musical experience that is completely organic, yet complex and wonderful. Without Sigur Ros, they still know how to write good music, albeit different music. It's kind of hard to explain how it's different, but they aren't quite as bound to the sound Sigur Ros </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3142235787832563711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3142235787832563711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3142235787832563711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3142235787832563711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/12/httpphobos.html' title='Top Ten Two Thousand and Seven'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/R3l1suxTVbI/AAAAAAAAACE/o_iYKOIAqoM/s72-c/kurr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4112316921936223505</id><published>2007-12-31T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:53.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardogs</title><summary type='text'>This holiday season I realized something. Uh...what was it I realized? Well, could it be that I finally had a revelation that christmas has become unnecessarily commercialized? Could it be that I have finally settled on the truth that I really don't like red wines as much as I was telling myself I did. NO!!! It was neither. I'll tell you what I realized: +         If you don't quite understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4112316921936223505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4112316921936223505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4112316921936223505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4112316921936223505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/12/stardogs.html' title='Stardogs'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/R3kk_OxTVPI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qShq21bPRws/s72-c/FWDanielleDogLicense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7877648234762970807</id><published>2007-12-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:50:00.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foreignors</title><summary type='text'>At the Barnes and Noble Café where I work, there is a crazy woman who comes in very often. She's about 5'4", where's glasses and has really thin, stringy hair. She also talks funny, as you would expect any eastern european to talk. When she places an order, I always have to try really hard not to laugh. If she is buying an apple, for example, she will with a sort of guttural urge, "I'll take diss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7877648234762970807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7877648234762970807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7877648234762970807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7877648234762970807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/12/foreignors.html' title='foreignors'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-2658547966841468721</id><published>2007-11-27T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:46:18.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland (Not a Theme Park)</title><summary type='text'>Since it's starting to get cold outside, I think it's appropriate to share some of my reasons why I don't like chilly temperatures. But don't worry, for this will not be a complete bashing of winter. There will be some reasons why I like winter to counter the reasons why I dislike it.3) I get cold easily, which apparently isn't very normal for my gender. In my house, one of my roommates likes to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/2658547966841468721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=2658547966841468721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2658547966841468721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/2658547966841468721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/11/winter-wonderland-not-theme-park.html' title='Winter Wonderland (Not a Theme Park)'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6204138842944461814</id><published>2007-11-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:11:51.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Don't Let Them See Me Like This" ~ Slow Runner</title><summary type='text'>YouStuffed all full of tubesAll our friends prefer to callIt's easier on youNot to have to see them allDon't let them see me like thisDon't let them see me like thisI won'tI'llBe right down the hallBuying cokes and choking upI'd rather you not knowI've already given upDon't let them see me like thisDon't let them see me like thisI won'tYou're weak and needled armsThey must feel like useless </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6204138842944461814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6204138842944461814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6204138842944461814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6204138842944461814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/11/redneck-bar-slow-runner.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t Let Them See Me Like This&quot; ~ Slow Runner'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5888280779604795020</id><published>2007-11-06T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:02:40.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Olde Top Ten Coolest</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, I dream dreams that are very strange to me when I wake up in the morning. But...I can never remember anything 10 minutes later...the actual dream itself, the feelings that it gave me, what the dream may have meant. Maybe that's a good think. Does anyone ever wake up not remembering their dream but still bearing the emotion that they had in their dream? It happens to me sometimes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5888280779604795020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5888280779604795020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5888280779604795020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5888280779604795020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/11/ye-olde-top-ten-coolest.html' title='Ye Olde Top Ten Coolest'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4235020378682535148</id><published>2007-11-01T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:13:53.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliance</title><summary type='text'>Radiohead–Wow! In Rainbows–Wow! What can I say about their new album except that it proves that Radiohead is still completely capable of writing amazing music, even after such phenomenal releases such as Okay Computer, Kid A, and Hail To the Thief. In Rainbows presents a collection of new and innovative songs that are pretty stripped-down in production, which has given it a minimalist reputation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4235020378682535148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4235020378682535148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4235020378682535148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4235020378682535148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/11/brilliance.html' title='Brilliance'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/RynuATgJVpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ARtQKcbljbY/s72-c/radiohead_in_rainbows2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7548919658174635669</id><published>2007-09-27T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:40:43.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've begun to notice just how tired of caring about image I've become. Everyday when I wake up and decide what to put on, the pressure is always on how will others percieve me through what I'm wearing. As a result, my identity is not completely in my own perception of myself any longer, but rather in an illusion given to me by others but presumed by myself to be my very own. Yesterday, I ran out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7548919658174635669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7548919658174635669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7548919658174635669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7548919658174635669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-begun-to-notice-just-how-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4363169824281952598</id><published>2007-08-21T07:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:24:07.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like cranberry juice, but cranapple is a blessed union of juices that totally outdoes any other.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4363169824281952598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4363169824281952598&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4363169824281952598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4363169824281952598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-like-cranberry-juice-but-cranapple-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-9140709320486933544</id><published>2007-08-16T17:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T17:31:54.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Debra" aka "I Want To Get With You (And Your Sister Debra)"</title><summary type='text'>I met youat JC Penny.I think your nametagsaid, "Jenny."I coldstep to youwith a fresh pack of gum.Somehow I knewyou were lookin' for some.Like a fruitthat's ripe for the pickin'I wouldn't do you like thatZankou Chicken.'Cos only you've got a thingthat I just got to get with.I just got to get with youand you know what we're gonna do.I wanna get with you(Oh girl)and your sister.I think her name's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/9140709320486933544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=9140709320486933544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/9140709320486933544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/9140709320486933544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/08/debra-aka-i-want-to-get-with-you-and.html' title='&quot;Debra&quot; aka &quot;I Want To Get With You (And Your Sister Debra)&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1575581058349517897</id><published>2007-07-07T14:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:58:06.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotography</title><summary type='text'>I want to be a photographer hobbiest so bad, but I don't even own a camera. But it's such a cool hobby. The images that you can take in with a camera and never let go-priceless. The vines that climb up the oak tree that is planted firmly by the back door to the back yard—how can I really describe it while still doing justice to what that image really is. That's why I like photography so much. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1575581058349517897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1575581058349517897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1575581058349517897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1575581058349517897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/07/fotography.html' title='Fotography'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-353463679895472487</id><published>2007-06-02T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T22:26:50.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls</title><summary type='text'>Today in Hastings while I was checking out the music, my friend told me that, "as a medium, music is bad." I knew from the onset of what he was about to say that I totally disagreed with him, but I responded with an "mmmhmm." The "mmmhmm" was meant to inform him that I didn't want to converse with him, but he proceeded to keep talking about how music is a bad medium and why. I didn't want someone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/353463679895472487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=353463679895472487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/353463679895472487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/353463679895472487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-go-chasing-waterfalls.html' title='Don&apos;t Go Chasing Waterfalls'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-1419231445706368733</id><published>2007-05-21T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:53:24.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sugar cookies and lollipops can give you a stomach ache, if you eat too many. The same goes for hamburgers and hot dogs, but they do not have the bad reputations that sugar cookies and lollipops do.I don't actually want to liberate sugar cookies and lollipops; I just wanted to point a discrepancy in the conventional thought of americans. Also, I can't think of anything meaningful to write about.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/1419231445706368733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=1419231445706368733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1419231445706368733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/1419231445706368733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/05/sugar-cookies-and-lollipops-can-give.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4736478000565614755</id><published>2007-05-20T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:24:21.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To Camp</title><summary type='text'>I'm about to leave for the Texas Lions Camp to do some lifeguard training.A few things:1) I'm really tired.2) I love Keane.3) I still want to learn how to rock out so hard that opposites will switch. The south will become north, the vegetarian will eat meat, and gamers will go outside and plant herb gardens.Peace</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4736478000565614755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4736478000565614755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4736478000565614755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4736478000565614755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/05/off-to-camp.html' title='Off To Camp'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3279658663262074195</id><published>2007-05-02T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:48:59.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Humid</title><summary type='text'>34 minutes agoa moderate downpourleft an uncomfortable humiditybecause they always do,they always doand It's making me sweatjust like you doand I'm remindedI'm already the late onebecause I'm always the late one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3279658663262074195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3279658663262074195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3279658663262074195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3279658663262074195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/05/too-humid.html' title='Too Humid'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7827934144076923594</id><published>2007-04-18T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T18:34:09.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Ready</title><summary type='text'>There's roughly two more weeks of school left. This is a good thing. I'm so ready for a break, especially one that lasts for 3 months.If you came to this blog in hopes of finding some post that is tied to the impending doom of global warming, you came to the wrong place.And if you came to it to see a nicely formatted and designed web page, you came to the wrong place.But...if you came to this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7827934144076923594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7827934144076923594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7827934144076923594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7827934144076923594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-ready.html' title='I&apos;m So Ready'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-622682760383372689</id><published>2007-04-14T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:44:34.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This video made me laugh a little when I first watched it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/622682760383372689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=622682760383372689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/622682760383372689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/622682760383372689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-video-made-me-laugh-little-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-4987773279465278558</id><published>2007-04-14T09:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T09:33:01.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are some fun facts about yours truly:I'm philisophically challanged.I enjoy good music.I like a nice game of chess—as long as the person I am playing is not very good.I'm getting tired of school projects.I like the summer, and I like it more the closer it gets to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/4987773279465278558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=4987773279465278558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4987773279465278558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/4987773279465278558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-are-some-fun-facts-about-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-6919433317818890957</id><published>2007-04-11T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:26:41.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the adventures of forrest'/><title type='text'>When the Cold Gets Old</title><summary type='text'>The weather here in sunny Lubbock is always an interesting subject for me to write about. I feel like I never have anything to say on this poor, malnourished blog. But wait! What's that?! The weather in Lubbock is acting strange again. Oh boy, I have something to write about and thus, give substance to emptycdwallet.So here's what I've noticed about the weather, lately. For the past 4 or 5 weeks,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/6919433317818890957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=6919433317818890957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6919433317818890957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/6919433317818890957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-cold-gets-old.html' title='When the Cold Gets Old'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-3278433500201010667</id><published>2007-03-28T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T15:08:00.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think that one of the most beautiful things in life is green, wet grass. You know what I'm talking about: how the spring rain completely saturates every blade; how the saturation makes fields and pastures look like marches. It's been raining a lot in Lubbock lately, and surprisingly, I am quite pleased when I walk out the door and see green lawns and feel moisture in the air. The winter was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/3278433500201010667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=3278433500201010667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3278433500201010667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/3278433500201010667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-that-one-of-most-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5941529814985154717</id><published>2007-03-16T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:28:04.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>a music video "enjoy the silence"</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5941529814985154717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5941529814985154717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5941529814985154717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5941529814985154717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/03/music-video-here-in-my-arms.html' title='a music video &quot;enjoy the silence&quot;'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5453031123789369642</id><published>2007-03-16T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:21:18.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the adventures of forrest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>my spring break(out)</title><summary type='text'>Spring Break 2007 was a spring break that occured during the year 2007. I spent most of it within my house in Kerrville. It was good for me because it took my mind off school and the all the crap that comes with it. I had a lot of time to relax and enjoy myself. Because I had so much free time, I was able to make some keen observations about my about my surrounding environment. Here are just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5453031123789369642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5453031123789369642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5453031123789369642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5453031123789369642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-spring-breakout.html' title='my spring break(out)'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-8916334447104256099</id><published>2007-03-05T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:10:02.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goofyness'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, just what I needed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/8916334447104256099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=8916334447104256099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8916334447104256099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/8916334447104256099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-just-what-i-needed.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-5993293349357307174</id><published>2007-03-04T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:23:14.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are the top 10 most romantic songs in my iTunes library. This is just my opinion. They are in no particualar order as of right now, because I don't want to take the time to sort them out.Recycled Air ~ The Postal ServiceYou Could Be Happy ~ Snow PatrolChasing Cars ~ Snow PatrolWe Might As Well Be Strangers ~ KeaneSleep Don't Weep ~ Damien RiceAccidental Babies ~ Damien RiceCattelya ~ The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/5993293349357307174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=5993293349357307174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5993293349357307174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/5993293349357307174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-are-top-10-most-romantic-songs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7173277167722804209</id><published>2007-02-28T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:58:39.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the adventures of forrest'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got into another pointless argument with one of my friends, recently. I made some comment about how certain guys try to prove their "machismo" by being obsessed with football and going hunting. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a particular problem with either sport, but I do get annoyed when "what is manly" is defined in such narrow terms. Then something happend. My friend didn't seem to want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7173277167722804209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7173277167722804209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7173277167722804209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7173277167722804209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-got-in-another-pointless-argument.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-7496696199096591225</id><published>2007-02-21T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:45:53.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Funny.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/7496696199096591225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=7496696199096591225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7496696199096591225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/7496696199096591225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-funny.html' title='This Is Funny.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-117156030967665664</id><published>2007-02-15T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:25:09.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What Happens When I Have To Write a Paper for My Technical Communications Course.</title><summary type='text'>According to Wikipedia:"A gnome is a legendary creature characterized by its very small size and subterranean lifestyle. According to the alchemist Paracelsus, gnomes are the most important of the elemental spirits of the classical element of earth; they move as easily through the earth as humans walk upon it, have conical hats, and the sun's rays turn them into stone. In other traditions, they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/117156030967665664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=117156030967665664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/117156030967665664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/117156030967665664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-what-happens-when-i-have-to.html' title='This Is What Happens When I Have To Write a Paper for My Technical Communications Course.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-117065473733095771</id><published>2007-02-04T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:52:17.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've really gotten tired of blogging. It's not that exciting anymore. Maybe I'll have some more inspiration to do it in the future. Anyway, today was the superbowl. I don't pay much attention to football, but I did catch that the colts won. What does this information do for me? Nothing really. What does this information do for avid football fans? It either elates them or crushes them. I've never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/117065473733095771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=117065473733095771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/117065473733095771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/117065473733095771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-really-gotten-tired-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116788502756118713</id><published>2007-01-03T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:32:20.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Clark Gable. He was an actor that played in movies from the 1920's to the 60's, though he was more prominent during the 30's and 40's. He is best known for his role as Rhett Butler in Gone With the Wind.The Postal Service has a song titled Clark Gable. That's the real reason for this post. I just wanted a shameless excuse to increase awareness for The Postal Service, because they deserve </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116788502756118713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116788502756118713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116788502756118713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116788502756118713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-clark-gable.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116788369979672905</id><published>2007-01-03T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:47:28.444-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the animal kingdom'/><title type='text'>sloppy, slovenly sloths</title><summary type='text'>As you may well have noticed, there is now a picture of a sloth on emptycdwallet's sidebar. Don't be disturbed; the more you look at it the less freaked out by it you will be. It is a little bit of a strange picture, but the sloth is very cute.Personally, I've always liked sloths. They rank in the top three of my favorite kinds of animals. I think most people don't think about them because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116788369979672905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116788369979672905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116788369979672905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116788369979672905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2007/01/sloppy-slovenly-sloths.html' title='sloppy, slovenly sloths'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116673596448973461</id><published>2006-12-21T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:20:26.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched a show last night on TLC about instances in the ER that rarely happen and seem to go untold. Hence, the program was rightfully named "The Untold Stories of the ER." The show phased in and out between three different stories. Each story had its very own doctor who explained the event that he saw was a part of.   My favorite story was about a woman who was brought into the ER naked with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116673596448973461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116673596448973461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116673596448973461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116673596448973461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-watched-show-last-night-on-tlc-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116614467985045110</id><published>2006-12-14T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:12:51.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are my top ten favorite radiohead songs. They are in no particular order and not very much thought has been put into it. So here's my list as best as I can present it in a short amount of time:-"Where I End and You Begin"-"Climbing Up the Walls"-How To Disappear Completely"-"Fake Plastic Tree"-"Myxomatosis"-"Let Down"-"Everything In Its Right Place"-"Exit Music (For a Film)"-"The National </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116614467985045110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116614467985045110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116614467985045110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116614467985045110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-are-my-top-ten-favorite-radiohead.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116537123026191993</id><published>2006-12-05T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T19:13:50.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here in this photograph I was documenting the life of the wealthy aristocratic canine. It seems so wrong that in this day and age there is an ever increasing chasm between the dogs on the street and the ones that live so comfortably with loving masters who dote on them and take good care of them. This is America! This is the land of opportunity! But no! Only a handful of dogs are ever able to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116537123026191993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116537123026191993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116537123026191993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116537123026191993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-in-this-photograph-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116484834408397261</id><published>2006-11-29T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:00:19.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what pisses me off? The fact that Wal-Mart is starting to implement Subway as the new fast-food store in its stores. Basically, Wal-Mart is unwilling to admit that it is a big nasty megacompany that distorts beautiful land by building its ugly, albeit convenient, stores. Wal-Mart knows that there are many people out there who are disappointed with it---the way it treats it's "associates,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116484834408397261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116484834408397261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116484834408397261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116484834408397261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know-what-pisses-me-off-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116357500548916734</id><published>2006-11-15T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:16:45.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's 1 o'clock in the morning here in my bedroom in ye olde Lubbock, TX. I'm drinking an IBC root beer while listening to "Trains to Brazil" by the Guillemots, who incidently, aren't that good. I can hear the tremendous winds howling by window as they speed through the small section of space between our house and the neighbors'. I am now listening to "You're It" by Halloween, Alaska, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116357500548916734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116357500548916734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116357500548916734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116357500548916734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-1-oclock-in-morning-here-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116357438836490598</id><published>2006-11-15T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:06:28.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There are two things you should know about me.</title><summary type='text'>1) Octopi have eight tentacles, and2) I like IBC Root Beer ...a lot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116357438836490598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116357438836490598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116357438836490598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116357438836490598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-are-two-things-you-should-know.html' title='There are two things you should know about me.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116267928085693401</id><published>2006-11-04T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T15:28:00.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got a picture---a really cool looking picture. I've got a Jesus picture on the green wall of my bedroom. It's only 6" x 5". It's not very big. It's humble. It's gentle. I like it because the portrayal of Jesus Christ in this picture is not very representational. It has an abstract quality that intensifies the humble posture of His body and the solemn look on His face. It reminds me of how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116267928085693401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116267928085693401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116267928085693401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116267928085693401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-got-picture-really-cool-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116257104261766504</id><published>2006-11-03T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T09:24:02.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"She Has No Time"If you haven't heard of Keane, you should check this beauty out. If you have heard of Keane and never heard this song, you should check this beauty out. If you have heard of Keane and have checked this beauty out, I hope you are swelling with emotion as you read this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116257104261766504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116257104261766504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116257104261766504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116257104261766504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/11/she-has-no-time-if-you-havent-heard-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-116010454453015232</id><published>2006-10-05T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T21:21:40.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Not Try to Possess Some Mystic? It Will Make You Feel Cool to Yourself, and You'll Be Healthier, More Positive, and Better at Decision-Making.</title><summary type='text'>I realize that a lot of people like to express and even pour out their feelings in their online journals/blogs. I don't think I put to much of my inner feelings on my blog. To do so would mean that I'd be showing my humanity before an audience I'm not too sure I would really be comfortable doing that with. Nonetheless, I hope that my little blog here lacks no depth, which can be hard to conjure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/116010454453015232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=116010454453015232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116010454453015232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/116010454453015232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/10/why-not-try-to-possess-some-mystic-it.html' title='Why Not Try to Possess Some Mystic? It Will Make You Feel Cool to Yourself, and You&apos;ll Be Healthier, More Positive, and Better at Decision-Making.'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-115990581694048646</id><published>2006-10-03T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:03:36.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Buddy</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, he's cute but he's not the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree. Nonetheless, no one ever expected dogs to be very smart anyway. Sometimes I get irritated with Buddy and my roommates think that I hate him, but that's not true. I love Buddy; it's just a tensioned love because he doesn't understand that I don't like him constantly jumping on and biting my legs. We let Buddy get away with too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/115990581694048646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=115990581694048646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115990581694048646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115990581694048646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-buddy.html' title='This is Buddy'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-115984311424844164</id><published>2006-10-02T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:38:35.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that's taken for granted</title><summary type='text'>Flossing. Let's face it, folks, only a small number of Americans actually floss on a daily basis. I'm not in that minority. The person reading this probably isn't in that minority. I wish I was in it. I wish you were in it. And here's why: Everytime I go to the dental-hygenist for the semi-annual cleaning, my gums are always left in an uncomfortable pain because she  (because dental-hygenists are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/115984311424844164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=115984311424844164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115984311424844164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115984311424844164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-thats-taken-for-granted.html' title='Something that&apos;s taken for granted'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-115731712300038458</id><published>2006-09-03T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:58:43.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pale Like White</title><summary type='text'>"It felt like rainThat fell againDown on meIt felt like rainThat touched my faceAnd I can't believe itLike rainI can't believe itNo, I can't believe itThe things You saidseem to find their way into my headAnd I regret my waysYou never leftRemind me once again so I won't forgetYou're never far awayIt felt like rainThat said againThat it's okayPale like whiteI close my eyes'Cause I can't believe it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/115731712300038458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=115731712300038458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115731712300038458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115731712300038458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/09/pale-like-white.html' title='Pale Like White'/><author><name>Forrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01313752582232259893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jyfSoTxYyDI/TCUMxpkg6_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r5Zgu7U9TyY/S220/76256.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660144.post-115561143052696329</id><published>2006-08-14T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:11:16.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"When you look at, there can be no hesitation. There cannot be a close second to you."</title><summary type='text'>I'm beginning to get tired of this long hair. It's starting to get in my eyes. It's a well-known fact that eyes don't take well to foreign objects entering into them. Hair's not an exception. In fact, I don't even know how girls cope [ha ha... a shameless reference to Copeland, a rock band that I like heaps] with it, but they do. And this cues in a little bit of an insight. There's a reason why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/feeds/115561143052696329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660144&amp;postID=115561143052696329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115561143052696329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660144/posts/default/115561143052696329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emptycdwallet.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-you-look-at-there-can-be-no.html' title='&quot;When you look at, there can be no hesitation. 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