<?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-8284323</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:39:14.879-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Riki's Little Spot on the Web</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-7985516129466700355</id><published>2009-07-16T17:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:39:45.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't posted here in over a year, I figure this blog is pretty much done.  So, I'm going to close this one, but leave it here for posterity, even if my pictures are gone. THANKS FOR NOTHING, EASTLINK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about a month ago, I started a new blog on tumblr.  It was meant to show my transition from hemodialysis back to peritoneal dialysis, but that transition didn't happen.  Even though it is mostly kidney related, it is an anything blog, like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come find me at &lt;a href="http://rikionpd.tumblr.com"&gt;rikionpd.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt; and follow me, if you have your own tumblr blog.  If you wish, you can also follow me on Twitter, @rikimae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading,&lt;br /&gt;Riki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-7985516129466700355?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/7985516129466700355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=7985516129466700355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/7985516129466700355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/7985516129466700355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-6721102753323083870</id><published>2008-02-05T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T14:12:31.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamond Shreddies?  WTF?</title><content type='html'>I was watching television last week, and I saw this commercial that had me scratching my head.  At first, I thought it was a joke, but it's not.  Take a look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZeAwpPqnJU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZeAwpPqnJU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, holy shit.  How stupid do they really think we are?  Diamond Shreddies? It's the same frigging cereal turned on it's corner.  They just changed the design on the box and probably upped the price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-6721102753323083870?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/6721102753323083870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=6721102753323083870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/6721102753323083870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/6721102753323083870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2008/02/diamond-shreddies-wtf.html' title='Diamond Shreddies?  WTF?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8137655523360452417</id><published>2008-01-11T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:37:25.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My View of the American Elections.. kind of</title><content type='html'>I found a quiz that asks a number of questions, and then shows how closely your views match with candidates in the American Presidential Elections..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;85% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Hillary Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;85% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Chris Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;84% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;83% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;John Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;76% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Dennis Kucinich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;76% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Mike Gravel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;75% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Joe Biden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;72% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Bill Richardson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;48% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Rudy Giuliani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;38% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;John McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;29% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Tom Tancredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;28% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mike Huckabee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;27% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mitt Romney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;20% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Ron Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;17% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Fred Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/candidates/2008-quiz.html"&gt;2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8137655523360452417?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8137655523360452417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8137655523360452417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8137655523360452417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8137655523360452417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-view-of-american-elections-kind-of.html' title='My View of the American Elections.. kind of'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-7041801302963067490</id><published>2008-01-04T06:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T06:35:18.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Notice, List 3</title><content type='html'>I haven't done one of these in a while, so I figured it was well past due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/ColboardReport/OnNotice3sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Can Ban Enthousiasts - Ok, before you jump on me, just hear me out.  Before you call me every name in the book for being "against the environment," just listen.  Thanks. I don't really care if my pop comes in glass or plastic bottle, or a can.  Either or, it all tastes the same to me.  I don't drink a whole lot of pop anyway.  I have a question for those who are against bringing cans and plastic bottles to the Island.  Have you ever spent your morning cleaning up broken bottles from the sidewalk in front of your home, because that is where partiers decided was the best place to smash them the night before?  Well, I have, and it's not an easy job.  However, if we had plastic bottles and cans, they would be a heck of a lot easier to pick up, and a lot less dangerous.  I have found that more and more people don't &lt;br /&gt;really care.  I remember watching a boy of about 13 walking down the street, kicking a beer bottle.  When it broke, he would then start kicking the biggest piece, and so on until all the way down the sidewalk there is a trail of broken glass.  If he was kicking a can, he'd just leave a dented can, instead of all that glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Brother's Exgirlfriend - I never liked her anyway.  The woman needs to get a grip.  Bro was with her about 5 minutes before he figured out that she was a total nutcase.  That was at least five years ago, but she still calls 2 or 3 times a week looking for him, and sometimes when he's here, he'll talk to her.  She wants him to move to Ottawa with her. Thank God my brother is smarter than that.  Although, I will say, if she calls 3 times in an hour again, I will go to Ottawa and kick her ass myself.  I never liked her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. AMPTP - Well, this one should be self explanatory, however, if you haven't been paying attention to news south of the border, you probably don't know what the Hell I'm talking about.  So, I'll tell you.  AMPTP stands for Association of Motion Picture and Television Producers.  They are at odds with the Writers Guild of America, who are currently on strike.  The WGA are asking for some simple things, the biggest being better residuals for dvd sales and internet streaming.  They currently get about 4 cents per dvd and they get absolutely nothing for internet streaming.  I miss my writers, and my totally awesome TV shows, so until the AMPTP get their heads out of their asses and begins negotiating with the WGA in good faith, they are on notice, and are very close to being put on my dead to me list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Winter - Oh wow.  This one should be obvious enough.  All us Islanders have to do to figure out why this one made the list is look outside.  How many blizzards have we had in the last week? Four?  Something like that.  My dad was complaining about how many times he's had to dig the path from the door to the garbage bins outside.  It seems that as soon as he finishes, it's all filled up again.  I keep telling him, we should have moved to a warmer climate years ago, but we stayed here.  Oh well.  Bring on the damn global warming, or as Dubya and Harper like to call it, climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fair Weather Fans - This one has really got me.  Since it's been announced that Jon and Stephen wil be going back on the air on January 7th without writers, I can't believe the amount of fans who say that they will never watch the shows again.  They &lt;br /&gt;say that they are (or were) hardcore religious fans, but because they believe that Jon and Stephen are turning their backs on their writers by going back on the air, they've decided to never watch again.  Well, in that case, I say good riddance.  Don't they get that there are more than just writers involved these shows?  Their jobs along with the writers (and Jon and Stephen's as well) are in jeopardy as long as the shows are off the air.  They are going back to secure those jobs.  Jon and Stephen love their writers, so much that it's been reported today that they are working on getting an interim deal like David Letterman got for his and Craig Ferguson's shows.  Come on, so-called religious fans, give your heads and shake and use some logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Reporters - Well, anyone who knows me knows I can't stand reporters.  The ones that I've met in the last few years have been obnoxious and overbearing, not to mention totally insensitive to the situation we were in.  All they were looking for was the story, no matter how they got it, and that really pissed me off.  For that, they will forever stay on my on notice board, unless they do something that requires them to be moved to the dead to me board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Stupid Ass Doctors - I'm sure we've all met them, I know I have.  As some know, I have a lot of health problems.  They've caused a lot of stress in my life, and partnered with my high stress job, well, things have gotten pretty nasty.  So, I went to my doctor with a simple request, a medical leave.  Not long, a month or two at most, just enough for a bit of a rest.  Heck, by the end of the second month, I'd be so friggin bored, I probably will be itching to go back.  Well, the dumbass doctor I &lt;br /&gt;went to gave me a prescription for sleeping pills and a letter to change my shifts.  Not what I asked for at all.  I've been bugging him for months about this, and he won't budge, even with real problems arising, like low blood pressure and plain exhaustion.  I wish I could get a second opinion, however, with the doctor shortage, it's kind of hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Bears - Bears are a staple on every on notice board.  Bears are Godless killing machines that must be stopped at all costs, although, the teddy bear that my mom gave me for Christmas is pretty cute.  Oh No!  I'm being won over by their charms!  Soon I'll be trying to stop global warming so that the polar bears will stop drowning while looking for food.  It's an ingenious plan.  Don't fall for it like I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-7041801302963067490?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/7041801302963067490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=7041801302963067490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/7041801302963067490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/7041801302963067490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-notice-list-3.html' title='On Notice, List 3'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-292202595623889269</id><published>2007-12-12T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:41:50.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams of New York</title><content type='html'>I can't help it.. I miss it.. what a wonderful city.. wonderful friends... as much as I love my adopted Island home... yes, it's adopted, I've only been here 18 years... I have to say that my new favorite place is New York City...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brought this on?  I was watching tv this afternoon, and I saw a video by Carrie Underwood, called Ever Ever After, I think... it was a video for the movie, Enchanted... and I saw things in that video that I remembered from when I was there.. and it made me miss more than I normally do.. I so want to go back there.. I so want to stay there permanently.. or at least, longer than three days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back, and I will continue to go back, so long as I have friends there.. friends who love me as much as I love them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, oh.. do I miss it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-292202595623889269?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/292202595623889269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=292202595623889269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/292202595623889269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/292202595623889269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/12/dreams-of-new-york.html' title='Dreams of New York'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-817148781135785078</id><published>2007-12-10T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:17:32.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my what?</title><content type='html'>This was kinda weird... yet cool at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=658962"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=658962" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-817148781135785078?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/817148781135785078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=817148781135785078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/817148781135785078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/817148781135785078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-what.html' title='my what?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8456754677424742347</id><published>2007-10-24T23:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:58:39.204-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Me</title><content type='html'>I mentioned on a couple of messageboards that I was planning on cutting my hair and donating it to the &lt;a href="http://www.cancer.ca"&gt;Canadian Cancer Society&lt;/a&gt; to be made into wigs for cancer patients.. Well, today I went and got the hair cut... so, now I just have to send them the hair... I wanted to show everyone what I did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what my hair was like before I cut it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Before1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how I look now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/After2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what you think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8456754677424742347?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8456754677424742347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8456754677424742347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8456754677424742347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8456754677424742347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-me.html' title='The New Me'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-6555108286274339731</id><published>2007-07-12T19:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:01:11.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crap...</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought it was over... I guess I should have expected it.. John Raynor is appealing his guilty verdict.. it's what they all do, isn't it?  Anyway.. I odn't know what it means.. if the verdict is overturned.. do we have to go through the trial again?  I don't want to do it again.. it was emotiionally traumatizing for me at it was..and I don't even want to think about the rest of the family..  sometimes I wish I had a time machine... go back to that day.. and just hang out with her.. bike with her.. then maybe.. either we would have both got it.. or, whoever it was the killed her, if it wasn't Raynor, wouldn't have bothered.. because there was 2 of us...&lt;br /&gt;this whole deal has a "here we go again" feel to it.. I'll keep you posted..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-6555108286274339731?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/6555108286274339731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=6555108286274339731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/6555108286274339731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/6555108286274339731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-crap.html' title='Oh Crap...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8794991835044736429</id><published>2007-06-15T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:09:16.831-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty!!</title><content type='html'>It's about friggin time... Today, we got the verdict in Chrystal's murder trial.. John David Raynor was found guilty.. he got life without parole.. 25 years... won't bring her back, of course.. but at least justice was done for Chrystal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can read the CBC article &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/prince-edward-island/story/2007/06/15/rayner-guilty.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8794991835044736429?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8794991835044736429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8794991835044736429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8794991835044736429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8794991835044736429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/06/guilty.html' title='Guilty!!'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8274014611501136952</id><published>2007-06-14T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:51:00.452-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell froze over, I'm sure of it</title><content type='html'>My lil bro just came in here, handed me 40 bucks and a large coffee.. I wonder what he wants.. *L*  usually, he wants money.. so not sure what the deal is... he's buttering me up for something... I wonder what it is..&lt;br /&gt;I got some stuff in the mail today.. made me happy... I got Zanypoo's book, which I told her I was going to buy and read.. and I mean it.. I bought it, I have it, and I'm going to read it... she's been a great encouragement to me, so it's the least I can do.. Oh, and Zanypoo, if you read this, I'm working on another fanfic, a horror tale.. just like you wanted.. *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;I got the Decemberists cd finally too.. I tried finding it in town.. but everywhere I went, they were sold out.. go figure... I didn't think they'd be that popular around here... I ordered it when I ordered Zane's book..&lt;br /&gt;So.. much happier post than I've had lately.. so you all can stop worrying about me.. *G*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8274014611501136952?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8274014611501136952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8274014611501136952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8274014611501136952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8274014611501136952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/06/hell-froze-over-im-sure-of-it.html' title='Hell froze over, I&apos;m sure of it'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-3886229058364894347</id><published>2007-06-10T09:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:09:56.295-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things People Do For Rest</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Riki's Weekend Rant.. *L*  I've been doing this for the last few weeks.. I'm actually in a better mood today than I usually am.. especially at 9am on a sunday... &lt;br /&gt;Well.. my problems haven't changed.. I'm stil working a crappy job that I don't particularly care for.. but, thanks to these nice little blue pills that the doctor in Halifax gave me.. at least I'm sleeping.. I still would love to have an actualy rest, though... maybe have some time to really concentrate on my writing.. my passion, which has unfortunatley turned into something I do when I have the time... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I heard.. on the radio somewhere, I think.. about a police officer who was so fed up with the long hours he'd been working, that he stabbed himself to get the time off.. unfortunatley, for him.. he told his fellow officers that he'd been attacked.. and now he's going to jail... I would have just told them it was a cooking accident.. and let them make fun of me for a while.. at least then, I'd get the rest in the hospital, and wouldn't be arrested for filing a false report..&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about doing something like that.. not as drastic as stabbing myself.. more like.. "forgeting" to take certain pills.. so that my levels get so outta whack that I end up in the hospital.. but.. I haven't actually done it.. I don't think I have the guts to..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... happy Sunday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-3886229058364894347?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/3886229058364894347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=3886229058364894347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/3886229058364894347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/3886229058364894347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/06/things-people-do-for-rest.html' title='The Things People Do For Rest'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8343267481165350996</id><published>2007-06-03T12:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:14:33.621-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends Suck</title><content type='html'>funny how it's always the weekends when I feel the crappiest.. guess that's life.. I've discovered that I can get about 4 hours into a shift before I get tired and don't care anymore.. my shifts change next week. actually, starting tomorrow.. so that I only work 6 hours a day through the week, which I'm hoping will help a little bit..&lt;br /&gt;All I really want.. and I seem to have a hard time stressing this to those who can make it happen.. is a little time.. a month maybe.. to relax.. get some rest.. and have some fun for a change... maybe visit some family.. I haven't seen my grandparents in over a year.. my best friend keeps asking when I'm going to go visit him.. I haven't seen him since the last time he came to visit me.. which was probably a year ago now.. just some respite time.. I don't think that's too much to ask.. do you?&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out what I want to do with my life... I've only got one more year in my twenties.. I should have accomplished SOMETHING by now.. I'm not much better off now than I was at 15.. and that's kind of depressing.. Oh well.. at least I've been somewhere.. and I pray to God that I get to go back in November...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8343267481165350996?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8343267481165350996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8343267481165350996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8343267481165350996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8343267481165350996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekends-suck.html' title='Weekends Suck'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-4436683874196352525</id><published>2007-05-26T12:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:08:45.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'>look out.. I'm about to rain on your sunny day</title><content type='html'>so here it is, a beautiful saturday morning in May.. and what am I doing?  sitting in front of my computer, working a job that I can't f-n stand... I've no way away from it.. I'm stuck.. I hate it.. just goes along with all the other crap that I'm stuck with.. I'm almost to the point where I'm ready to say screw it, and pack it in.. shut the computer off, throw the dialysis machine out the window.. and wait... i've felt like this twice before... the first time, I got a kidney before it got too bad... the last, a certain TV show host gave me something else to look forward to.. well.. I need something now... I know the way I feel isn't normal.. but whenever I try to get home from someone, they ignore me.. and they've been doing it for YEARS... you can only go so far before you totally lose your sanity.. and I know I'm close to the breaking point.. I want to stop it before I get to far.. I guess that just shows that I'm not too far gone yet.. if I know I've got a problem.. just can't seem to get anyone to help me fix it.. I would have quit the job months ago.. but, I've got people telling me to keep it.. I'm tired of being tired.. I'm tired of being sick.. I'm tired of working a job I hate.. I'm tired of doing all this stuff I don't want to do.. all I want to do is rest.. enjoy life.. I haven't had much of a chance to at this point...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-4436683874196352525?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/4436683874196352525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=4436683874196352525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/4436683874196352525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/4436683874196352525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-out-im-about-to-rain-on-your-sunny.html' title='look out.. I&apos;m about to rain on your sunny day'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-4736672211833790867</id><published>2007-05-22T06:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T06:17:48.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>This week in Riki history</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about the date today.. it was six years ago today that I got my last kidney... I got the call on Victoria day.. just as I was getting ready to go to work.. and it took me three hours to find Mom and Dad, who had gone to the races that day.. that's a story in itself.. I may tell it sometime... anyway, I found them.. and Mom drove me to Halifax... three hours exactly.. for a four hour drive... no pee stops... we were truckin'... anyway, I didn't get the kidney till 5pm the next day... it was a Tuesday.. like today.. wonder if that means anything... I was in a good place then.. I miss being in that good place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day in the week.. Friday.. Friday is the third anniversary of me losing that kidney that I got six years ago today.. I started dialysis that day.. and have done every day since.. that machine has been my bed buddy ever since.. I even took it to New York with me last month.. can't wait to be rid of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the last day.. which really isn't this week, it's next.. but it's in the same six days... and, with all the other stuff going on, I think it's a real kick in the teeth... my birthday.. it's Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. all this crappy stuff and my birthday.. all in the same damn six days... lucky me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-4736672211833790867?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/4736672211833790867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=4736672211833790867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/4736672211833790867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/4736672211833790867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-week-in-riki-history.html' title='This week in Riki history'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8676768282701948395</id><published>2007-05-20T07:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:39:39.172-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep for the weak?  You bet, cuz insomnia sure isn't</title><content type='html'>I hate sunday mornings... I hate having to get up so friggin early.. this morning is worse, though.. because my insomnia has come back.. I didn't sleep a wink last night. and now I have an 8 hour shift.. I think the part timers in where I work are getting left out of the benefits... hours are being cut by a half hour this week... full timers only... they can cut my shift by a half hour if they want.. I don't mind losing 2 hours a week.. if it means I can get some rest.. but no... while the full timers are enjoying their 7 and a half hour shift, I'm working an 8 hour shift.. at a job I don't like.. and only keep because I need the money... at any rate, I need to start getting ready for work... I hope everyone else has a good Sunday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8676768282701948395?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8676768282701948395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8676768282701948395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8676768282701948395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8676768282701948395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleep-for-weak-you-bet-cuz-insomnia.html' title='Sleep for the weak?  You bet, cuz insomnia sure isn&apos;t'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-8711281705112479847</id><published>2007-05-06T10:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T10:44:21.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'>To All My Therapists</title><content type='html'>Life is full of crap.  Everyone knows this.  I, however, have a secret weapon against the feces that life will throw at you.&lt;br /&gt;When the world begins to spin too fast, and I'm feeling dizzy from the speed, I sit at my computer.  I find little text boxes of encouragement flying across the screen.  They come from all over the world, this internet support group.  I really don't know where I would be today without mine.&lt;br /&gt;What I find is funny, is that a lot of those who have helped me, don't even realize they have.  Sometimes receiving a simple hello is all a person needs to have their day be ten times better.&lt;br /&gt;So this is my salute to all my therapists.  May you continue to be there when I need you, and hopefully I can also be there when you need me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-8711281705112479847?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/8711281705112479847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=8711281705112479847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8711281705112479847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/8711281705112479847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-all-my-therapists.html' title='To All My Therapists'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-697162058990360364</id><published>2007-04-11T18:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T18:34:26.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice Delayed.. kind of</title><content type='html'>Well, I was supposed to testify today in the John David Raynor trial,,.  Raynor is accused of killing my best friend, Chrystal Beairsto, in July of 2002...  They asked me to be there at 1pm..  We hurried, because we were late.  It didn't matter, though.. because I sat in the hallway all afternoon... I never saw the inside of the courtroom.. which kind of sucks, because I didn't really want to be there in the first place.. I'm not exactly sure why they want me there.. but I'll go back.. and hopefully it'll be quick and painless...&lt;br /&gt;so I go back tomorrow morning... answer my questions, and hopefully be done with everything... the whole deal has me really stressed.. but only because I don't know what's coming.. I've never been on the inside of courtroom.. and today was the first time ever in a courthouse... so it's a little intimidating... the only thing that's keeping me calm.. is the thought that when it's done... I have 3 days until I leave for New York.. it'll be good to get away from it for a while.. even if it is only a couple of days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-697162058990360364?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/697162058990360364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=697162058990360364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/697162058990360364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/697162058990360364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/04/justice-delayed-kind-of.html' title='Justice Delayed.. kind of'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-2045473973858910811</id><published>2007-04-01T13:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T13:43:54.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What Today Means to Me</title><content type='html'>Happy April Fool's day everyone.  I'm sure everyone's morning was filled with cute little jokes... mine began with one, actually.. when chatting in a chatroom in the wee hours of the morning.. clicked on a link, thinking that I could imput my ideas for a Best of The Colbert Report dvd... but it was no so.. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Today means something more to me, though... it was on this day, 2 years ago, that I lost my pudgy buddy, Red.. he was my best friend... and I miss him a lot.. what a nasty day to die.. I mean.. I remember telling people.. and they didn't believe me.. thought I was joking... I'M NOT THAT CRUEL, PEOPLE!!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. 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I didn't think she would mind.. *G*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;br /&gt;A. 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?&lt;br /&gt;A. Constance (my computer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;A. 5 foot f-ck all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Going to NYC!!! (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;A. umm.. I think I watched The Day After Tomorrow a couple of weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;A. I don't call people.. I have a phone thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;A. Nutritionist from Halifax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you receiveved?&lt;br /&gt;A. nobody texts me.. probably because I don't call people. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?&lt;br /&gt;A. collection agency.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;A.  email.. I hate phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?&lt;br /&gt;A.  AIMing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced&lt;br /&gt;A.  Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;A.  About an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;A.  12:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;A.  PJs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite christmas song&lt;br /&gt;A.  Silver Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;A.  In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;A.  loaded question.. *L*  New York, probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Probably still sitting in this chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I burn if I stay out long enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I don't remember being afraid of anything coming to get me, but I was always afraid of turning into a pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;A.  A video I saw on ColbertNation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;A.  5 in use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Twin, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;A.  2 desktop, 1 laptop in use.. more not in use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;A.  In this house, definatley with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Red.. plaid, actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;A.  2, although one is a body pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like about fall?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What do you like about winter?&lt;br /&gt;A.  see number 32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you like about the summer?&lt;br /&gt;A.  NO SNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you like about spring?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Thawing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. How many states have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;A.  None.. have lived in 2 provinces, though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What cities/towns have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Halifax, New Glasgow, Milton, Stratford, Charlotetown, New Glasgow, Stratford, Charlotetown, Stratford in that order.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Bare feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you a social person?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Not really.. depends on the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Some kind of leftover beef stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Steak and Stein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I haven't tasted it yet, but it's Ben and Jerry's "Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What is your favorite dessert?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Spice Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite kind of soup?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Cream of Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp; J sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Raspberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you like Chinese food?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Well, duh.. who doesn't? *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you like coffee?&lt;br /&gt;A.  mmmmmm.. coffee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?&lt;br /&gt;A.  2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What do you drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I'm a cuddle monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Have you ever been to Canada?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Ummmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have an addictive personality?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you eat out or at home more often?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Home.. rarely leave the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;A.  It would be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you speak any other languages?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Gibberish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever gotten stitches?&lt;br /&gt;A.  oh... oh yeah... wanna see the scars? *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;A.  a couple of times, yeah.. one of them was an air ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Ocean.  I love the beach.. the smell of the salt water.. can you tell I'm from the East Coast? *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seats?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you know how to drive stick?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Ummm.. depends on who you ask *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;A.  yes.  I have a couple of bracelets, a necklace, and an anklet that I rarely take off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;A.  The Colbert Report.. naturally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Who is the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;A.  My brother is hilarous.. and talking more than just funny looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I used to.. not really sure why I stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. What is the main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Caribbean music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I think my mother does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What red object is closest to you right now?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Tim Horton's cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Closed.. if they opened, there would be an avalanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Bear.. they are Godless killing machines, so I believe the death would be swift and painless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you flirt a lot?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Depends on the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Nothing.. I like 'em naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Can you change the oil on a car?&lt;br /&gt;A.  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I don't drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Have you ever run out of gas?&lt;br /&gt;A.  All the time.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What is your usual bedtime?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Whenever I feel like sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;A.  The Green Mile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you read the newspaper?&lt;br /&gt;A.  occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I used to have a MacLean's subscription, but not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you watch soap operas?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you dance in the car?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Yes, if the music is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What radio station did you last listen to?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Krock, I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Who is in the picture frame closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;A.  The only picture in a frame here, is the one done of me for the Children's Wish Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Phone number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. What is your favorite candle scent?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What is your favorite board game?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. When was the last time you attended church?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Holy crap.. I don't remember.. perhaps I should go.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Who was your favorite teacher in high school?&lt;br /&gt;A.  Mr. McCarville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent?&lt;br /&gt;A.  I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you?&lt;br /&gt;A,  My mom just brought me a capuccino, does that count?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-666296218919942180?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/666296218919942180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=666296218919942180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/666296218919942180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/666296218919942180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/03/attack-of-killer-surveys-returns.html' title='Attack of the Killer Surveys Returns'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-1338722450903834752</id><published>2007-02-25T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T22:38:44.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.. it's been a while...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long while since I posted here.. so I figure I best update.. *G*&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on, really.. I'm still at my Mom's.. working my dead end, crazy ass job, which I dislike greatly.. spending too much time on the ColbertNation.com boards.. or I was, till they went down... the Colbinista and TekJansen boards are home now.. until the ColbertNation boards come back.. if they come back...&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing Sims to keep busy.. buying crap on ebay.. but I've got to tell you.. the Colboard withdrawls.. nasty.. ok... less Colbert related... um... Bro got a job at Advantage with me... which lasted all of three weeks... he got fired.. dumbass.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow.. I never realized how mundane and boring my life is.. it's work, dialysis, and Colbert.. *L*  ok.. on the dialysis front.. nothing new, really.. steady as she goes, I guess.. I was told at my last clinic that I look better now than I have in years... which I guess is good.. means I'm relativly healthy, right?  except for the wild and crazy blood levels and no working kidney, I guess it's healthy.. at least I have some energy and a good appettie.. more than some dialysis patients can say..&lt;br /&gt;ok.. dipping into the Colbert well again.... *L*  I created a new section to the Odds and Ends site.. it's as many of the Colbert and other fanvids that were taken down from Youtube after Viacom's latest bitchoff.. they're .swf format, so they play in the browser.. with links to a .flv version for download... hey.. at least I have half an idea of what I'm doing.... if you're interested... they're &lt;a href="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/fanvid.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's everything.. at least for now... I tend to update the Colbert Blog a little more.. you should pop over there if I don't post here....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-1338722450903834752?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/1338722450903834752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=1338722450903834752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/1338722450903834752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/1338722450903834752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow.. it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-116365937506565188</id><published>2006-11-16T02:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T05:20:53.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Notice, List 2</title><content type='html'>This is my second on notice board.  I felt the need to create this one, and added some new, took out some old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/OnNotice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stephen Harper - For obvious reasons.  I don't think he's a good prime minister.  I think he's bringing the country down, and making us look like idiots.  Just take the China thing, for instance.  Liberal prime ministers were quick to try and woo this huge market for Canadian goods.  Harper has pretty much turned his back on China, shooting the rest of the country in the foot.  And that's only one example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CBC-PEI Reporters - These guys have a permenant spot on my list, although, I haven't gotten any emails from them, or any other reporter lately, which is good.  I don't think highly of reporters in general.  I cringe at the thought that at one time, I wanted to be a reporter.  Now that I've seen how dirty some of them can be, I don't want to have anything to do with reporters.  Until they can prove otherwise, this will remain my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. winter - What can I say, winter is cold and wet, and I don't like it.  When winter is warm and dry, maybe I'll like it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Toronto Maple Leafs - Again, for obvious reasons.  When they can make the playoffs, maybe I'll take them off my list.  As it happens, I almost put my team (the Habs) on the list too, because they haven't won a cup since the 90s, but I didn't.  I changed my mind at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chocolate Chip Granola Bars - In the last couple of weeks, I've been craving granola.  I know, weird.  But, when I went to the store, thinking I could just get a box of them bars, I couldn't find any that didn't have chocolate in them.  I mean, geez, I thought granola was fruit and nuts, not chocolate.  And since I'm not allowed chocolate due to my health, I guess I'm not getting any granola either.  It just ticked me off, so they made the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bears - This one is simple.  They are Godless Killing Machines.  I know they look cute, but even those cute, bamboo eating koala bears would slit your throat out if you looked at them the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Online Stores that don't take Paypal - I've come across so many of those in the last few weeks.  I want to purchase something, I've made up my mind.  I go through the motions of signing up for an account at the store, then, when I've got my item and go to the checkout, they want a credit card.  I don't have a credit card.  That is why I use paypal.  But of course, they don't take paypal, credit card only.  Arseholes.  Can't make it easy for me, can you?  I mean, the reason you have online stores is so that I don't have to get off my lazy butt and go into town to shop.  I can do it from the comfort of my livingroom, seriously, my laptop has a wireless card.  But no.  To get the audio book I want, I have to get dressed and go into town and buy it.  And what really cheesed me on that one, when I got to the store, they didn't have the audio book I wanted, so they had to order it, from the online store.  The great circle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Jaywalkers - There seems to be so many of them in this town, it's not funny.  They dart out into traffic, taking their lives into their own hands, when there is no need.  They are too lazy to walk the extra few feet to get to a crosswalk and cross legally.  Oh no, it means they'd have to walk an extra two minutes to get their extra large Tim's coffee.  Or for the University kids that do it, they'd have to backtrack 30 feet to cross at a traffic light, so instead, they run out into 4 lanes of traffic.  Idiots.  If they got hit, there would be such an outcry, even though it's their own stupidity that got them hit in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click her to read about my &lt;a href="http://www.roadtocolbert.blogspot.com"&gt;Bittersweet Victory&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-116365937506565188?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/116365937506565188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=116365937506565188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/116365937506565188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/116365937506565188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/11/on-notice-list-2.html' title='On Notice, List 2'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-116172337745120623</id><published>2006-10-24T17:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T17:56:17.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Ship!</title><content type='html'>So, I went on a bit of a road trip on Friday.. I went with my father in his truck to Saint John.. it was a nice trip.. I love going in the truck.. but my trip had a purpose... Dad found out that the Queen Mary 2 was going to be in port in Saint John, and he knows how much I love those big ocean liners.. *L*  so off we went... it was a long drive, but I don't mind.. like I said, I love going in the truck.. you're up so high, and you see all the idiot drivers.. *L*  But man.. we got into the container pier in Saint John, and all you could see was boat.. it was huge... Now, passengers in trucks aren't allowed to set foot on the pier, but the drivers can.. so Dad got out of the truck, with my camera, and got a couple of shots.. so, here was my view of the Queen Mary 2.. hey, that rhymes.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/QueenMary1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, huh?  as you can see in the picture, it was a miserable day.. we also drove down through town, and drove alongside, however, I wasn't quck enough with the camera, and all I got was a shot of the truck in the mirror... *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was my excitement for the week... *G*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-116172337745120623?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/116172337745120623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=116172337745120623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/116172337745120623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/116172337745120623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/10/holy-ship.html' title='Holy Ship!'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115874099391202961</id><published>2006-09-20T05:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T05:29:53.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>God, I hate reporters</title><content type='html'>I was watching the news tonight, and I saw something that really pissed me off.. they were doing a report on the Dawson College shooting, more specifically, the funerals of the shooter and the girl (sorry, but I can't remember their names, and I"m just too lazy to look them up.. *L*)  in both cases, they mentioned that the family asked that the media not attend, yet, in both cases the media was there.. and we know his because they had shots of the coffins being taken out of the church.. I don't understand why the media couldn't have just abided by the families' wishes and just stayed away, for one friggin day... let the families' mourn their dead.. that's all they asked for.. but they were there, probably with zoon lenses on their cameras so that they could get some good clear closeup shots... It just seems so disrepectful to me for the media to show up, even when they are asked not to.. do these people have no moral boundaries??  I mean, geez.. I remember a little more than 4 years ago, telling an ATV reporter that if he didn't leave us alone, I was going to break his camera... he told me that he'd have me charged.. I told him I didn't care.. since we had asked him to leave several times... unfortunately, as was the case both here and in Montreal today, there's always someone who wants to get their mug on tv.. so they talk to the media that's there.. even when actual family members just wish they would go away... and that's why I don't like reporters... they will never redeem themselves to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115874099391202961?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115874099391202961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115874099391202961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115874099391202961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115874099391202961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-i-hate-reporters.html' title='God, I hate reporters'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115835494563416601</id><published>2006-09-15T18:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T18:15:45.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a hand</title><content type='html'>I started writing this last night, and, as what usually happens when I start writing anything, I got stuck.. I wrote a page and a half, well, almost 2 pages, I guess... and don't know where to take it from here.. it seemed like a neat idea at the time.. so, I thought I'd start a wiki type thing, where you guys could give me an idea of where I could go.. and if it happens to go anywhere besides this site, I'll be sure to give you kudos.. *G*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it, The Halluciantion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The sun was drying out the fluids in the back of my eyes, as it usually does on the mornings when I don’t want to get out of bed.  I instinctly reached over to pull down the blind, and subsequently found myself on the ground.  I opened my eyes finally, and realized that I wasn’t in my nice, cozy bedroom, but had been laying on a park bench in a park that I didn’t recognize.  &lt;br /&gt; I stood up, and in brushing myself off, I noticed that I was wearing one of the ugliest dresses I’d ever seen.  It was white, with red polka dots, and had frills at the bottom.  When I looked at my hands, I noticed that I was wearing white gloves, with little white rosebuds on the wrists.  I look down, and I was wearing maryjanes on my feet, with white ankle socks.  This was definitely not an outfit that I would wear day to day.&lt;br /&gt; I walked along the stone path and came across a marble fountain.  It wasn’t running, but it is was, the water would have shot up about five feet before coming back down again.   In the early morning stillness, the water was smooth as glass.  I took a gander at myself in the water, and near fell in.  It definitely was not me looking back, or it was, I wasn’t sure.  It was my face, with my blue eyes, but the hair was blonde ringlets, and my skin was almost pure white, except for bit of red high up on the cheeks.  I looked like a fucking china doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was all too much.  I had to sit.  I had no idea where I was, or how I got here.  I must have been on one hell of a drunk the night before to end up in a predicament like this.  There was a chessboard set up, with a chair on either side, so I sat down.  I played with the chess pieces, lost in thought.  When I looked up, I saw that a small dog had joined me.&lt;br /&gt; He was covered in dark brown and black curly fur, like someone had just given him a perm.  He had floppy ears, but short ones,  and not very big.  He stared at me for a few minutes, then he opened his mouth, and he spoke with a strong, but not too deep voice.&lt;br /&gt; “I am your spirit guide,” he said.&lt;br /&gt; “Really?”&lt;br /&gt; “Nah.  I’m just fuckin’ with ya.  You seem lost.”&lt;br /&gt; “I suppose I am.  I’ve no idea how I got here.”&lt;br /&gt; “No one does.”&lt;br /&gt; “What?”&lt;br /&gt; “Never mind.  My name’s Rog. What’s yours?”&lt;br /&gt; I thought about it for a few minutes, Then I started to panic.  I couldn’t remember my own name!  How was I supposed to remember how the hell I got to this place if I couldn’t remember something as simple as my name?&lt;br /&gt; “Can’t remember, can ya.”&lt;br /&gt; “No, and I don’t know why either.”&lt;br /&gt; “I couldn’t remember my name either.  At least you can talk.  Some who arrive just mumble. There’s one fella who wanders around, he kinda looks like a big, hairy smurf.  All he does is giggle.  I call him Giggles.”&lt;br /&gt; “It works, I guess.  So, if you couldn’t remember your name when you, as you say, arrived, how did you get known as Rog?”&lt;br /&gt; “Jimmy gave me my name.”&lt;br /&gt; “Who’s Jimmy?”&lt;br /&gt; “He’s the guy who runs this park.  We think he’s been here the longest.  He may even know how to get out of this joint.”&lt;br /&gt; “You mean, you can’t leave?”&lt;br /&gt; “No, well, I don’t think so.  It’s so huge, I’ve never been able to find the gate.  I think Jimmy made it that way, so that we couldn’t leave.”&lt;br /&gt; “There has to be a way out of here.”&lt;br /&gt; “I ain’t never found it.  Hey, since you’re here, you might as well have a name, you got one in mind?”&lt;br /&gt; “No, do you?”&lt;br /&gt; “Um, sure.  How about Dottie?”&lt;br /&gt; “Why Dottie?”&lt;br /&gt; “Your dress.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rog jumped down off his chair, and started walking back down the same stone path that had brought me here.  He looked back, beckoning me to follow.  This was a strange world, and I had so many questions.  I figured it was better to have a friend with me than to be alone.  Rog showed me a few of his favorite haunts.  There’s a hotdog cart that’s always full, there’s the playground, which had a couple of the mumblers that Rog spoke of on the swings.  But the best was the fish pond.  Rog said that this was his favorite place, because the water was always perfect for swimming, and if you went there at twilight, the fish would sing you to sleep.  It was a very beautiful place, but it wasn’t home.  The problem was that I was starting to forget what home was&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115835494563416601?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115835494563416601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115835494563416601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115835494563416601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115835494563416601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-hand.html' title='I need a hand'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115812431162744970</id><published>2006-09-13T00:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T02:11:51.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents, who needs 'em?</title><content type='html'>Well, we had an exciting day yesterday... Bro went to get the kids, and on his way down Queen Street to pick up their mom from work, some woman backed out in front of him.. he didn't have time to stop, and he hit her.. wrote the car off.. hurt his shoulder.. but his concern was for the kids.. they're ok, btw.. the cop who showed up said that Bro was completely in the right, and it wasn't his fault, but the girl is saying different.. saying it's his fault.. and Bro wasn't speeding.. cuz his airbag didn't deploy.. It's just been a stressful couple of days... we're housebound with no car, which makes it 10 times worse.. there's no escape... I stayed in bed most of the day to avoid the drama... stayed in my little fantasy world.. where Stephen Colbert comes in and steals me away from the whole deal.. but that's a story for another blog.. maybe... and no, I'm not crazy.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in other news, last Saturday, one of my girls had a baby boy.. his name, Alexander James... haven't seen him yet, as I haven't been able to get over there.. and have to put off the visit now till we get a car... but oh well.. just have to add this one to my long list of adopted nieces and nephews... I figure I now have 4 nieces and 6 nephews, with one on the way... none of them related to me biologically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough of my rambling for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115812431162744970?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115812431162744970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115812431162744970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115812431162744970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115812431162744970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/09/accidents-who-needs-em.html' title='Accidents, who needs &apos;em?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115699429520651159</id><published>2006-08-30T23:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:18:15.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Katrina.. one year later.. huh?</title><content type='html'>Hi all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most know, yesterday was the first anniversary of the destruction caused by Hurricane Katrina in the Gulf States... I've been watching the specials in the last few days, showing the then and now situations.. and I don't see a whole lot of difference,, except that all the water has receded.. there has been some rebuilding in New Orleans, but there have also been whole sections of the city that haven't been touched... there still isn't a proper hospital, and they are still waiting for aid from FEMA.. New Orleans might be the biggest example, but they're certainly not the only ones.. there are cities all over the Gulf State area that are still trying to reinstate basic services for their citizens.. in the most powerful country in the world, this seems utterly ridiculous to me.. Maybe there is a lot that I don't know... and being Canadian, we don't see hurricanes very often with the intensity of Katrina.. but I do remember the last big one we had here, Hurricane Juan in September 2003.. We weren't hit near as bad and Lousiana and Mississippi, but it did take months to rebuild.. as opposed to the years it appears it's going to take to rebuild in those states.. but any aid we needed came pretty quickly from Govt.. and we weren't shooting at each other while we got things back together.. we helped each other.. Anyway, I'm getting off the point that I was trying to make.... why are these people still trying to get the funds to rebuild?  they should have it by now, and be well on the way to rebuilding their cities, and their lives... the more that I see on tv, the more I want to do something to help those who are still waiting... those who still don't have adequate housing.. those who don't have proper hospitals.. those who still don't have funning water.. What can I, as one small Canadian woman, do to help these people?  Does anyone have any suggestions??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115699429520651159?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115699429520651159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115699429520651159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115699429520651159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115699429520651159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/08/hurricane-katrina-one-year-later-huh.html' title='Hurricane Katrina.. one year later.. huh?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115636899267623701</id><published>2006-08-23T18:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T18:36:32.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the Quest Continues..</title><content type='html'>Hi all.. I don't know if any of you have been following my &lt;a href="http://www.roadtocolbert.blogspot.com"&gt;Quest to Meet Stephen Colbert&lt;/a&gt;, but it's been on for a week now, and I've gotten no progress.. I sent and email to Comedy Central, just asking how I would go about sending some fan mail.. I got nothing back.. not even an automated reply saying that my message had been received.. nothing.. I'm not impressed.. byt I will press on... as I have laid aside my original life's ambition, to play Plinko on The Price Is Right, and have set my sites on going to a taping of the Colbert Report... I have a feeling, though, that same as my ambition to play Plinko never materialized, that netiher will this... anyone know what else I could do to get Stephen Colbert's attention, besides spamming the heck out of the official fan board, which I don't really want to do, btw.... I'm at a loss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115636899267623701?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115636899267623701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115636899267623701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115636899267623701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115636899267623701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/08/quest-continues.html' title='the Quest Continues..'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115585068311937709</id><published>2006-08-17T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T18:38:03.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My newest blog</title><content type='html'>Hey all.. I wanted to let you all know that I started a new blog... it was created to chronicle my quest to see Stephen Colbert live, and hopefully meet him... I don't see it happening, but a girl can dream right??  Anyway, if you want to see what I'm up to, pop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.roadtocolbert.blogspot.com"&gt;www.RoadtoColbert.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115585068311937709?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115585068311937709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115585068311937709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115585068311937709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115585068311937709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-newest-blog.html' title='My newest blog'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115532371106248538</id><published>2006-08-11T16:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:22:26.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Love</title><content type='html'>Hey all.. I know it's been a while since I've posted.. but there is a reason for that... I've had to move again.. away from my perfect place.. well.. I guess it wasn't so perfect.. it was also kind of expensive.. more than I thought it would be... plus, it had ants... so I've moved back to my Mom's house in Stratford.. I suppose it wont't kill me.. and I might be able to save up enough money now for a downpayment on a house.. but not right away.. maybe in a year or so...&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered in the last month or so, and new love.. no, I haven't found myself a new &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;, it's actually a tv show, called the Colbert Report.. it's a spinoff to the Daily Show, and I actually watch both.. but there is also a type of companion to the Colbert Report, is a site called &lt;a href="http://www.colbertnation.com"&gt;ColbertNation.com&lt;/a&gt;.. It has many things on it, stuff about the show and it's host, Stephen Colbert, and a message board.. I've found myeelf at that message board a lot lately.. more than I probably should be... but it has brought new light to my life.. and gives me a reason to get up in the morning.. especially since the show reruns at 10am on the Comedy Network...&lt;br /&gt;On his show, Stephen has what is known as the On Notice board.. the people or things on this board have a set amount of time to come on the show and redeem themselves.. if they don't, then they become dead to him, and they no longer exist.. I have done up my own On Notice list, on a On Notice list generator, and I wish to show it to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/OnNotice.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't ask why I put some of them on there, because some of them, I just don't remember why.. I just did it... I've also decided not to have a Dead to Me list.. because the people on my On Notice board don't have a way of redeeming themselves..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115532371106248538?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115532371106248538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115532371106248538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115532371106248538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115532371106248538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-new-love.html' title='My New Love'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-115171240878249454</id><published>2006-06-30T21:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:06:48.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer, Fireworks, and Race Cars</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess summer is here.. I heard the beginning of the Festival of Lights concerts this afternoon while waiting for my cab to work.. not sure who it was, but it sounded good..&lt;br /&gt;And what about this weather.. whoo.. strange.. i was sitting here, looked out and saw sun.... got a call.. and the next thing I knew, I could hear the rain just pounding down on the roof... 5 minutes later, the sun was out again... I guess it's true what they say about PEI weather.. if you don't like it, wait 5 minutes.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;And the heat we've had lately, it's prime thuderstorm weather.. haven't seen any lightning, though.. I love lightning.. it's better than fireworks..&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, is anyone going to the fireworks tomorrow night? I've decided against it consdiering that I've got to work in the morning and there's a race on.. the Pepsi 400 in Daytona.. I'm gonna stay at my parent's house tomorrow night so I can watch it..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. it's been a month since my last post so I thought I should just drop you all a line to say hello.. so, hello.. *G*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-115171240878249454?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/115171240878249454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=115171240878249454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115171240878249454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/115171240878249454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-fireworks-and-race-cars.html' title='Summer, Fireworks, and Race Cars'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114885645731491866</id><published>2006-05-28T19:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T19:47:37.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birfday!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, today's my birthday.. guess I'm gonna have to change my ticker into something else.. wonder what else I can count down to... I'll think of something...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my friends at &lt;a href="http://www.peinfo.com/forums/index.php"&gt;PEI Info&lt;/a&gt; had a BBq Meet and Greet/Birthday Party for me today.. what a great bunch they are... it was a good time, as usual.. Well, I'm home by myself, now... think I might set up my dialysis machine and dive into the bottle of champagne that my mom gave me.. Time to fall off the wagon!!!!  Cheers!! (hic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114885645731491866?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114885645731491866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114885645731491866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114885645731491866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114885645731491866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-my-birfday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birfday!!!'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114867501609410815</id><published>2006-05-26T17:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T17:23:36.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Song</title><content type='html'>Well, I was getting kind of tired of that Barenaked Ladies song... so I figured that it was time for a change... So, I perused my song collection, and came across this little ditty.. this song is by a band called the Mudmen, from Ontario, I think.. I saw them play at Myron's a few years back.. kinda wowed me at the time.. When we went into Myrons, the band was standing outside by their van, having a smoke, although at the time, we didn't realize that it was the band.. we only went in for a drink, and didn't really plan on sticking around, but thought we'd stay to see how they sounded.... Well.. it began like this..  two fellas playing the bagpipes came out.. and we thought.. ok.. time to leave now.. *L*  but then, they started in on this song.. and they sounded awesome!!  Bagpipes and electric guitars.. who woulda thunk it??  *L*  We stayed for the whole show... *G*&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114867501609410815?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114867501609410815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114867501609410815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114867501609410815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114867501609410815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-song_26.html' title='New Song'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114833506956272724</id><published>2006-05-22T18:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:57:49.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday in Halifax</title><content type='html'>Well, on Friday, I had to go to Halifax for a checkup.. not usually a big deal.. however, we were supposed to be there the week before, but we were never told this.. and with all the trouble we've gone through, I didn't want us to be considered non-compliant because we didn't show.. it has happened before, so I had reason to worry...&lt;br /&gt;No one said a word about it to us, though.. but it wasn't an uneventful visit... while looking through charts, Mom noticed the words "on hold" with the date of May 12... at that point, she was on a rampage.. because there was no reason for me to be on hold on the transplant list.. the nurse who was with us told me that it was probably a clerical or communications error.. but that didn't satisfy my mom.. she went and found the Transpant coordinator, who happened to have my file opened, because she was entering some new contact phone numbers that Mom had emailed her the night before.. she verified that I was not on hold on the list.. which was a bit of a relief.. 2 years on dialysis, and only being on the list for half that time, you don't want to screw anything up...&lt;br /&gt;So, with that cleared up, we went to lunch.. I sat in the car while Mom went into the Bargain shop to buy a new shirt.. she has spilled coffee on the one she was wearing... and when she came back, we went into Steak and Stein, my favorite restaurant... then, we had to go back to the hospital... I'm not sure where we went,, but there was a lot of can't get there from here.. it was kinda fun, going around in circles.. at least we were able to laugh at it... it was a good day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114833506956272724?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114833506956272724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114833506956272724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114833506956272724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114833506956272724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/05/friday-in-halifax.html' title='Friday in Halifax'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114761944963896273</id><published>2006-05-14T12:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:10:49.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Well.. it's Mother's Day.. the day to honour your mother.. I hope I've done so.. I mean, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for my mother.. of couse, none of us would *G*  but she's done so much more than just give birth to me.. between the ages of 12 and 14, I was on dialysis, as I am now.. but she did all the work.. the setting up and stripping of the machine, making sure I took all my pills, took care of all the records (bag weights, blood pressure, temperature, etc).. not stuff that regular mom's would have to do... she still does a lot of it.. stripping and setting up my machine at least 3 times a week, usually more than that.. harping on me about pills, taking the records, keeping track of and ordering supplies.. and lots more... I owe my mom a lot more than just a flower one day of the year.. as I've said before.. we should honour our mother's (and father's) every day of the year, not just on Mother's Day..&lt;br /&gt;As for what I did for Mother's Day.. I went out on Tuesday, with 2 missions.. one, Keith's first birthday.. needed to get something for him.. *G*  and, I needed to get my Mother's Day gifts ordered.. Keith got a truck.. *L*  but my mother's got roses... I bought 5 long stem red roses, singles... One went to my mother, obviously.. one went to Chrystal's mother, one went to Al's mother (although, any time I've been over to give it to her, she hasn't been home), one went to Natasha (Kenny and Keith's mother) and one went to Chrystal...&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to think of something good for Dad for Father's day... *G*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114761944963896273?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114761944963896273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114761944963896273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114761944963896273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114761944963896273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114687262061620648</id><published>2006-05-05T20:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T20:43:40.676-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Phones and Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Well.. I'm mostly moved into the new place now... is a great place... even have something growing in the flower box outside.. not sure what it is, though... little green things.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice day today.. one of those days where I need a rocking chair on the verandah.. enjoy the sunshine.... still hoping to find one.. tried freecycle.. should probably check that email.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;I went to Aliant today because I wanted to get a phone.. I had my Eastlink phone shut off because I have a bill that I'm having trouble paying.. I haven't had an Aliant phone in 2 years, except for my cell phone... my last Aliant phone bill was run up by my then roomate, who no matter what I said, continued to accept collect phone calls.. $600 phone bill that he'll never pay... dumbass... so except for a pay as you go cell phone, which is costing at least $50 a month, I have no phone... what a pain... at least my internet is paid up... I'd be lost without it...&lt;br /&gt;Work is going good... kinda slow, though..we lost a big client this month.. they are opening their own centre, I guess... meant that we had to close our centre in Pheonix.. so I guess I won't be living in the sun next winter.. oh well... we may have lost a big client, but we seem to be picking up little ones left right and centre... will keep us doing something, I guess.. I'd hate to lose my job because the company went belly up in this semi boom that we seem to be having.. I mean, it must be good if we're bringing in workers from Russia to work in the fish plants, right?? *L*&lt;br /&gt;Vacation and birthday are coming.. that's what I have to look forward to... vacation starts on the 27th, birthday is the 28th... Ahh, birthdays.. the only day of the year that you can get a free meal just about everywhere.. *G*  Breakers used to have a free drink and a cd.. don't think they give out the cds anymore, but they still do the free drink thing... gonna have to see what kind of loot I can get.... will let you know......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114687262061620648?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114687262061620648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114687262061620648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114687262061620648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114687262061620648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/05/phones-and-birthdays.html' title='Phones and Birthdays'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114607253379612975</id><published>2006-04-26T14:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T14:28:53.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivia</title><content type='html'>I've bowed down to the craze.. and created a trivia tournament.. *L*  I've had fun with these so far.. so I figured I'd add one to my blog.. Mine is History and Geography, as opposed to Cali's Music and Frankie's Movie trivia.. anyway.. hope you like it.. if you don't.. well.. let me know and I"ll change it... *G*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114607253379612975?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114607253379612975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114607253379612975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114607253379612975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114607253379612975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/04/trivia.html' title='Trivia'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114574063836519340</id><published>2006-04-22T18:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:17:18.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday afternoon ramblings</title><content type='html'>So, it's April 22... a little more than a week left in my crappy apartment... Bro was by the other day... Kitchen is still not painted... no biggie, I guess.. I can live with crap orange in my kitchen.. if I can't, heck, I can paint it.. but the floor.. that has to be done... it needs fixing... and I can't do that.. don't know how.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;I don't like that Bro was able to get in no problem either.. the door was wide open... that's a good way to get squatters.. also, I'm getting a delivery of my medical supplies before the end of the month.. I wanted to deliver them to the new apartment.. but.. I'm not gonna do it if the door isn't locked... I'm starting to wonder if maybe I should have looked around a bit more before taking this place... I admit.. I fell in love a little quick... but it's a cute place... and I can have a kitty... if I had come across it before Red died.. I would have taken it then too... oh well.. pros and cons with every location.... am still excited about it... can't wait to move in...&lt;br /&gt;My vacation was approved the other day... I'm gonna be off work for my birthday!!!  I've got from May 26th to June 1st off... gonna be great.. and gonna go by way too fast I'm sure.. oh well... that's the way things go, don't they... I'm really looking forward to it.. I can definately use the break.... would be even better if I happened to get a kidney in the meantime.. *G* I got my last one on Victoria day...... so.. you never know, right??&lt;br /&gt;Bro wrote his GED's last week... he's waiting for his results, but he thinks he failed math.. not sure if that means he has to go back next year and try again or not.. anyone know??  it'd be nice if he got his Gr. 12.... it would take him a lot farther, that's for sure...&lt;br /&gt;Warm weather appears to be arriving... almost time for me to put my shoes away and break out the sandals.. I hate wearing shoes.. way too constrictive... socks too... Bring on the sun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114574063836519340?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114574063836519340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114574063836519340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114574063836519340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114574063836519340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturday-afternoon-ramblings.html' title='saturday afternoon ramblings'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114513963473930182</id><published>2006-04-15T19:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T19:20:34.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to the New Apartment</title><content type='html'>Time's a tickin' down... only a few weeks now till the big move.. mind you, it's only around the corner.. but the difference in the two locations... from the basement of a crappy, no character building, that has way too much baggage (read some of my earlier posts)... to the ground floor of a huge friggin house... it's only a 1 bedroom apartment.. but it takes up about half of the ground floor... there's a yard that leads out to the street.. and there's a huge verandah, which I'm looking forward to sitting out on during the summer... I was thinking of getting one of those wicker rocking chairs and sitting it out to look at the street... can sit there in the evening with my tea and rock.. watch people walking by.. look like a weirdo.. but at least I'll be a happy weirdo.... I was also thinking.. since I'm gonna have that nice verandah with the yard... there's a flower box there.. maybe I should plant some flowers... make the place look pretty... I'm already thinking about some wind chimes.. maybe some hanging plants.. although, I think Bro might not like the wind chime idea... neighbors across the road from Mom and Dad's have wind chimes.. they're up all year long.. and you hear them all year long.. *L*  never bothered me, I don't think Bro liked them... well.. sucks to be him, I guess.. since I'm paying the rent.. I'm putting up the wind chimes.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Had another idea too... Bro and his friends try to have a poker game about once a month... I figure.. through the summer, they could have their poker games on the verandah... out in the open air... no smoke in my apartment... *L*  just gotta tell his one friend who can't hold his liquor too well.. if he's gonna puke over the railing, he's expected to clean it up... &lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be so sweet.. it'll be like living in my own little house... it's for sale.. I've already decided that if I win the lottery, I'm buying the house... and I'll slowly renovate it back to it's former glory.. take out the apartments and make it back into a grand house... it's a dream... I have many dreams.. *L*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114513963473930182?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114513963473930182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114513963473930182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114513963473930182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114513963473930182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/04/countdown-to-new-apartment.html' title='Countdown to the New Apartment'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114421904935668763</id><published>2006-04-05T03:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T03:37:45.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple of things...</title><content type='html'>Well... I did it.. by accident, mind you.... I met my &lt;i&gt;friend's&lt;/i&gt; new woman today.. I went for a walk.. and on my way back, they were standing in front of his mom's front door... so, he called me over.. reluctantly, I went over... and spoke to them both.... and you know.. she's not so bad... in fact.. I can see us being friends... much more so than his last girlfriend... but she always made me uncomforable.. I'm not quite sure what it was that did it.. but I think it was her age.... she has a daughter that is the same age as bro's exgirlfriend... but this one, I like... we have the same twisted sense of humour.. and we kinda ganged up on him a bit... *G*  it was fun....&lt;br /&gt;On another note.. bro pointed something out to me today.. and I kinda felt bad because I forgot about it... Saturday was April 1st.. April fools day to most... but a very sad day for me... and I don't know why I didn't remember... if you scroll up a bit.. the red and white kitty.. my baby.. died on April 1st 2005... Red's been gone a year... I miss him.... a lot...&lt;br /&gt;Me and bro settled on a new apartment today too... very cool place... we were going to trade apartments with the lady across the hall.. but after viewing this place, we decided against that.. it's a 1 bedroom apartment.. but it feels so much bigger than that... it's on the ground floor of an old house.. actually takes up about half the ground floor.. hardwood floors... a fireplace, non functional, but that's ok... big, old fashioned windows in the livingroom... and a veranda that we share with the people above us.... it's absolutely awesome.. I could stay there forever...&lt;br /&gt;One last note... the internet scavenger hunt is called off due to lack of interest... guess nobody wanted to play.. oh well.. I'll save the idea.. maybe in a few months time.. in the fall perhaps, I'll toy with the idea again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114421904935668763?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114421904935668763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114421904935668763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114421904935668763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114421904935668763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/04/couple-of-things.html' title='a couple of things...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114395070346779701</id><published>2006-04-01T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:05:03.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Sucks</title><content type='html'>I've got a bit of a dilemma on my hands... my &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; has a new girl that he's seeing... and since we're such good &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt; he wants me to meet her... I don't want to meet her.. I really don't want to meet her... I absolutely don't want to meet her.... but... I don't want to look like a jealous nut case to him either... I just don't know if I can be really nice to her.. I did it with his last girlfriend... but it wasn't that I was jealous of her, really.. I just didn't like her... I tried really hard to like her, because she appeared to make him happy... I was happy when he finally gave her the boot... I didn't expect him to find someone else so quickly... as much as I want him to be happy.. I'm scared she'll pick up on my contempt for the situation, and think it's for her... when, really, I don't feel anything for her at all... I can't.. I don't even know her... is there a nice way to tell him that I don't really want to meet her, at least, not yet.. without sounding jealous??  I just need some time to get used to the idea that he's not gonna show up some day wanting me... after that, meeting his new woman won't be so bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114395070346779701?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114395070346779701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114395070346779701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114395070346779701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114395070346779701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-sucks.html' title='Love Sucks'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114375820437788751</id><published>2006-03-30T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:36:44.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Working for a living.... geez...</title><content type='html'>What a beautiful day it was today... certainly, spring has arrived to the small burg of Charlottetown... I'm still feeling kinda blah about yesterday's events... but I'm trying not to let it hold me down... I again spent most of the day with my &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;, and tried not to let it show how hurt I was to what he told me yesterday... I have a feeling that he'll be spending more time with me, now that his girlfriend is gone.. although, he's told me he's got another in the wings.. damn.. the guy moves fast... pisses me off.. not a whole lot I can do about it, though... can't protest too much about it.. he'll disappear on me... and I don't want him to do that.. &lt;br /&gt;Moving day is slowly approaching.. I've got a month to find a place and get moved into it.. I'm thinking about trading apartments with my neighbor across the hall.. she has a 1 bedroom apartment, and pays about 50 bucks less a month for it.. sounds good to me.. she has a 4yr old son.. and she's thinking that it's high time he had his own room.. my 2 bedroom apartment would be perfect... I'm having some second thoughts on this one, though.. since my &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; lives upstairs in the same building... maybe it would be better for me to move to another building... found a 1 bedroom in the paper today.. ground floor.. $420 a month... that's $105 less a month... well worth it... is non smoking, though... bro wouldn't like it too much.. little bugger should quit anyway, right??&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work right now.. have got 3 and a half more hours to go.. and starting to feel crappy.. think the frozen meatloaf dinner I brought for my lunch is not agreeing with me... it happens sometimes I guess... oh well.. bring on the 10:00 go home call!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's how the world looked to me today.. how's your world??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114375820437788751?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114375820437788751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114375820437788751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114375820437788751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114375820437788751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/working-for-living-geez.html' title='Working for a living.... geez...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114369147315022038</id><published>2006-03-29T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:04:33.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day... a doozy, I'm sure</title><content type='html'>Well, as some of you know, I have a friend who I've had feelings for for a couple of years now.. I kept how I felt to myself for a long time, for a couple of reasons, biggest one being that he already had a girlfriend.. I finally got the nerve to tell him how I felt about a year ago, but I never got any real response to it.. last week, however, he told me that he and his girlfriend broke up.. so this got the wheels turning in my head, thinking that maybe I'll get my chance...&lt;br /&gt;So, today he came to visit me, not like it's hard for him to do, seeing that he lives upstairs in my building.. *L*  he sat down with me and we had ourselves a little chat... the conversation came around to an email that I sent him about 6 months ago, asking what, if anything, he felt about me.. I never got any response to that email, in fact, I had assumed that he never got it.. what he told me touched me and hurt me at the same time... he told me that he loved me very much, but he thought of me as a sister...&lt;br /&gt;So.. it's another "don't want to wreck the friendship" scenerio.. I've got to tell you, I'm kinda getting sick of them.. seems that those are all I've been getting in the last few years... I understand his reasons, in a way.. we've been friends for years.. good friends at that.. but it's because of that friendship that he shouldn't have any worries... I mean, I wouldn't turn my back on him, no matter how bad the situation.. all he'd have to do is talk to one of my old boyfriends.. I'm close friend with both of them...&lt;br /&gt;Just once, though, I'd like to be objectivefied.. to be used as a toy, a plaything.. I'm tired of this just friends crap.. perhaps I should just stop befriending males.. especially if it means that as soon as I'm friends with them, there's no chance of sex.. &lt;br /&gt;That's not all I'm looking for, mind you.. I really care about this guy.. in the last couple of years, he has been a bright light in an otherwise very dark world.. he's been a very good &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; to me... but I wanted more than that.. I don't want to be like his sister... I already have a brother, thank you very much, and trust me.. one is quite enough... I want a &lt;i&gt;boyfriend&lt;/I&gt;... a lover, partner.. someone to share my life with.... I don't want to live my life alone... at this rate, I see myself 20 years from now.. living in some crappy apartment, alone, with 47 cats... I'll be Charlottetown's next crazy cat lady...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. that's enough for now... thanks for letting me vent about the lastest chapter in my depressing little life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114369147315022038?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114369147315022038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114369147315022038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114369147315022038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114369147315022038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-day-doozy-im-sure.html' title='What a day... a doozy, I&apos;m sure'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114360999509806579</id><published>2006-03-29T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:26:35.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Scavenger Hunt - Details</title><content type='html'>I've been asked to elaborate on my idea... this is pretty much how it would work.. but details can be hammered out.. I haven't gotten much interest, so it may just die out.. but maybe after I give some details, interest will increase...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. the way I thought it would work would be this.. I'd give a list of things to look for.. they would either be pictures or websites.. participants would have a predetermined amount of time to find these things... each one found would garner a point... player with the most points wins bragging rights... *G*  bonus points will be awarded to itens that interest me (ie, a site that I would go back to or maybe even bookmark) or something that makes me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;Some rules I've come up with so far... list may grow if the game actually gets off the ground and I get some imput..&lt;br /&gt;1.  No pornographic sites&lt;br /&gt;2.  No sites that could be considered hateful (ie, white sepremisist, anti-gay, etc)&lt;br /&gt;3.  For items that are pictures, no photo upload sites (flickr, photobucket).  Galleries, such as &lt;a href="http://www.pixeldown.net/gallery/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; one are allowed.&lt;br /&gt;If there happens to be a tie in points at the end of the game, there will be a tiebreaker, which will not be announced until it's needed... better that way, I think.. keeps things honest.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. that was my idea.. so, if it sounds like it might be fun and you're interested in playing.. leave a message in the comments section.. I'll give another week for interest... so, next Wednesday is the deadline if you want to play the game... I'll let it die after that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114360999509806579?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114360999509806579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114360999509806579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114360999509806579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114360999509806579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/internet-scavenger-hunt-details.html' title='Internet Scavenger Hunt - Details'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114314069269435777</id><published>2006-03-23T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T15:05:30.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Game</title><content type='html'>I had an idea for a new internet game last night.. I haven't gotten all the rules hammered out yet, but I'll throw the idea out and see what kind of interest there is.. I'm going to post the idea on the LSD section of &lt;a href="http://www.peitalk.com"&gt;PEI Info&lt;/a&gt; to see what kind of interest is generated there as well.. I was thinking mainly blogger particpation, but perhaps we can figure a way for non bloggers to participate as well...&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should say that the game was.. an internet scavenger hunt.. *G*  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're interested in participating, or have any questions... leave a comment.. I'll give a week or so to generate interest and we'll see how it goes from there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114314069269435777?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114314069269435777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114314069269435777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114314069269435777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114314069269435777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-game.html' title='New Game'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114256946201521163</id><published>2006-03-17T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:24:22.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Questions</title><content type='html'>This was emailed to me.. thought it was kinda neat, so I posted here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs you've had in your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only had one job, really.. but had it at 4 different places.. call centre agent at Online Support, Charlottetown.. Convergys, New Glasgow.. Watts Communications, Charlottetown.. and Advantage Communications, Charlottetown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies you would watch over and over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainman, Interview with the Vampire, Queen of the Damned, Cocktail.. lots more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie, Stratford, Charlottetown, New Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amazing Race.. Mythbusters.. General Hospital.. Compass (cbc news at 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places you have been on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;Cape Breton, Middleton, NS.. Bangor, Maine.. Cavendish, PEI *G*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four websites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.Peitalk.com (peitalk forum), www.theguardian.pe.ca(charlottetown newspaper), www.fbofw.com (for better or for worse comic), www.pogo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pizza, subs, KFC, and anything that mom makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I would rather be right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On vacation somewhere warm.. living in a house that I own.. in New Glasgow, picking on Coleman.. *L*  driving to Moncton with my winning ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four friends who I have tagged that I think will respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, maybe... not sure of who else.. not sure who else I'll send it to.. maybe Al.. gonna post on blog too, so maybe Caligirl... blog plug *G*.. www.my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been tagged. so here it goes...copy and paste into a new email,&lt;br /&gt;delete my answers, replace with your own and send it back to me and on&lt;br /&gt;to other friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114256946201521163?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114256946201521163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114256946201521163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114256946201521163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114256946201521163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/four-questions.html' title='Four Questions'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114218671817817910</id><published>2006-03-12T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T14:08:24.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Killer Surveys</title><content type='html'>I procured this from &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com"&gt;Missy's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="TELL+ME+ABOUT+YOURSELF+-+The+Survey" name="question1"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="2" name="type1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Riki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Name%3A" name="question2"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Birthday%3A" name="question3"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halifax, Nova Scotia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Birthplace%3A" name="question4"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlottetown, PEI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Current+Location%3A" name="question5"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type5"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Eye+Color%3A" name="question6"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type6"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown (although I wish it were red)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Hair+Color%3A" name="question7"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5ft fuck all (1 and a half inches *L*)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Height%3A" name="question8"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type8"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Right+Handed+or+Left+Handed%3A" name="question9"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type9"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Heritage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scottish, Polish, French, English, Micmac, probably more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Heritage%3A" name="question10"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;black Leather Dr. Scholls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="The+Shoes+You+Wore+Today%3A" name="question11"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type11"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Weakness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Weakness%3A" name="question12"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type12"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Fears:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;having my parents outlive me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Fears%3A" name="question13"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type13"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hawaiian, preferably in Hawaii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Perfect+Pizza%3A" name="question14"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type14"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kidney transplant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Goal+You+Would+Like+To+Achieve+This+Year%3A" name="question15"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type15"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ok&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Most+Overused+Phrase+On+an+instant+messenger%3A" name="question16"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type16"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what time is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Thoughts+First+Waking+Up%3A" name="question17"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type17"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Best+Physical+Feature%3A" name="question18"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type18"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Bedtime:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sleep? what's that?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Bedtime%3A" name="question19"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type19"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sitting in BK parking lot with bro at 4am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Your+Most+Missed+Memory%3A" name="question20"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type20"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepsi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Pepsi+or+Coke%3A" name="question21"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type21"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;look up 2 posts.. BK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="MacDonalds+or+Burger+King%3A" name="question22"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type22"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;single&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Single+or+Group+Dates%3A" name="question23"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type23"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what's the difference?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Lipton+Ice+Tea+or+Nestea%3A" name="question24"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type24"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanilla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Chocolate+or+Vanilla%3A" name="question25"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Cappuccino+or+Coffee%3A" name="question26"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type26"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Smoke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Smoke%3A" name="question27"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type27"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Swear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no fucking way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Swear%3A" name="question28"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type28"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Sing:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;too much, and not very well&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Sing%3A" name="question29"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type29"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you Shower Daily:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not daily, no.. but I do shower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+Shower+Daily%3A" name="question30"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you Been in Love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a couple of times, yeah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Have+you+Been+in+Love%3A" name="question31"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type31"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to go to College:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;someday soon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+want+to+go+to+College%3A" name="question32"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type32"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want to get Married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;eventually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+want+to+get+Married%3A" name="question33"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type33"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you belive in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I exist, so yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+belive+in+yourself%3A" name="question34"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type34"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you are Attractive:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;some days I do, yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+think+you+are+Attractive%3A" name="question36"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type36"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you a Health Freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hell no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Are+you+a+Health+Freak%3A" name="question37"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type37"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you get along with your Parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;most of the time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+get+along+with+your+Parents%3A" name="question38"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type38"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yeah.. I love lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+like+Thunderstorms%3A" name="question39"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type39"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play an Instrument:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Do+you+play+an+Instrument%3A" name="question40"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type40"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Drank+Alcohol%3A" name="question41"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type41"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Smoked:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Smoked%3A" name="question42"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type42"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;only prescription&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Drugs%3A" name="question43"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type43"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+on+a+Date%3A" name="question44"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type44"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+to+a+Mall%3A" name="question45"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type45"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;golden oreos, yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+a+box+of+Oreos%3A" name="question46"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type46"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+eaten+Sushi%3A" name="question47"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type47"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+on+Stage%3A" name="question48"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type48"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+been+Dumped%3A" name="question49"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type49"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+gone+Skinny+Dipping%3A" name="question50"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;does downloading music count?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+the+past+month+have+you+Stolen+Anything%3A" name="question51"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type51"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Drunk:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;unfortunately.. my ex still tells the story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Ever+been+Drunk%3A" name="question52"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type52"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been called a Tease:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Ever+been+called+a+Tease%3A" name="question53"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type53"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever been Beaten up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Ever+been+Beaten+up%3A" name="question54"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type54"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever Shoplifted:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Ever+Shoplifted%3A" name="question55"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you want to Die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to go out with a bang.. take that any way you like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="How+do+you+want+to+Die%3A" name="question56"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type56"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;do I hafta grow up??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="What+do+you+want+to+be+when+you+Grow+Up%3A" name="question57"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type57"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What country would you most like to Visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;France.. all of Europe, actually&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="What+country+would+you+most+like+to+Visit%3A" name="question58"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type58"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="In+a+Boy%2FGirl.." name="question59"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="2" name="type59"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Favourite+Eye+Color%3A" name="question60"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favourite Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dunno&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Favourite+Hair+Color%3A" name="question61"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Short or Long Hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;short&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Short+or+Long+Hair%3A" name="question62"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type62"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't matter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Height%3A" name="question63"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type63"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't matter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Weight%3A" name="question64"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best Clothing Style:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hopefully he don't wear dresses, other than that..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Best+Clothing+Style%3A" name="question65"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;umm... a lot.. all prescription, though.. cept for the weed *L*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Number+of+Drugs+I+have+taken%3A" name="question66"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type66"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of CDs I own:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh crap.. too many&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Number+of+CDs+I+own%3A" name="question68"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type68"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Piercings:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;just the ears.. doc won't let me get any more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Number+of+Piercings%3A" name="question69"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type69"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of Tattoos:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Number+of+Tattoos%3A" name="question70"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Number+of+things+in+my+Past+I+Regret%3A" name="question71"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="1" name="type71"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114218671817817910?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114218671817817910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114218671817817910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114218671817817910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114218671817817910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/03/attack-of-killer-surveys.html' title='Attack of the Killer Surveys'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-114012727437687214</id><published>2006-02-16T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:01:14.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Guess what?  I actually had a good Valentines day for a change... I was invited out for supper, so I started my day just getting ready... I needed money, so I went for a walk to the bank.. was a beauiful day for a walk too... I went to one of the banks in the mall.. then went upstairs and got a quick bite to eat.... then crossed over the pedway.. and that's the best way to cross Kent street in my opinion.. then went downstairs to Tim's and got a coffee... was busy in there at 3pm.. not really sure why... then I walked home... such a beautiful day for a walk, even if the sidewalks were a little hard to navigate because of snow cover..&lt;br /&gt;For supper, I was invited to Brennan's for a private party.. there was about 10 of us, I think.. maybe more, maybe less, I'm not sure... the meal was exquisite, made by a private chef... a little too rich for my tastes, but still good... the most memorable part of the meal for me was the banana mint sorbet.. it came in a bowl made of ice... it looked like fine crystal.. I was incredibly impressed by that... and the conversation with the other diners was filled with the weather, politics, and life stories... it was a great night, and I believe it was enjoyed by all.. I hope I'm invited back next year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-114012727437687214?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/114012727437687214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=114012727437687214&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114012727437687214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/114012727437687214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113979656461595720</id><published>2006-02-12T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:09:24.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter, Nascar, and Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Well, we're into our second snowstorm of the year, and it's-- wait a minute.. it's February... and this is only our second snowstorm???  Spring is just a few short weeks away... we've had ourselves a very strange winter.. It's been so warm here that the geese didn't even bother flying south... It's definitely the warmest winter I've ever experienced... and man, I love it... with very little snow and ice on the ground, I can actually go out for a walk.. which is something I usually don't get to do in winter.. I walked to the polling station on election day (Jan 23rd)... it was a cold walk, but there wasn't any ice on the ground... I'm wondering what the ice is like in the Northumberland Strait.. or even in the Gulf of St. Lawerence... if it isn't too bad, fishing season probably won't be delayed like it was last year... and maybe the ferries can start early (although, I doubt they will)..&lt;br /&gt;The first sign of spring is upon us racing fans anyway.. the Daytona 500 is next weekend.. the Bud Pole Shootout was this weekend.. not sure who got the pole.. will have to check &lt;a href="http://www.nascar.com"&gt;Nascar.com&lt;/a&gt; and find out..&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that is upon us now... Valentime's Day is next week... oh, how I loathe the day reserved just for lovers.. where is the day for the bitter single people who have been shot down so many times that they've given up on love??  those people need a day too, you know... it could be called Bachelor(ette) Day... it would be a day when single people could walk into a fancy restaurant alone, and not have to pretend to be a food critic so they won't be embarrassed about not having a date.. perhaps they could receive cards and gifts from their partnered friends.. it would be a day to appreciate the single person... I wait for that day to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113979656461595720?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113979656461595720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113979656461595720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113979656461595720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113979656461595720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/02/winter-nascar-and-valentines-day.html' title='Winter, Nascar, and Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113824175834074531</id><published>2006-01-25T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:15:58.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuthroat Island Challenge Twelve</title><content type='html'>Well, Challenge Twelve has come and gone, and a winner has been announced...but before I say who the winner is, let me go over the challenge..  &lt;br /&gt;Challenge Twelve consisted of 12 seperate challenges in themselves... I won't list them, you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.peiinfo.com/forums/viewforum.php?f=25"&gt; PEI Talk&lt;/a&gt; to see what they were, and what the submissions were... the players would get a point for every question in which they won, and the player with most points wins the overall challenge... For question 3, I like twharding's submission... as I know that her submission is the only thing that will make her mother blush.. *G*  In question 5, I didn't really think any of the videos were overly funny, but if I was to pick one, it would have to be twharding's submission.. I mean, an antelope or gizzel.. or whatever the heck it was... slamming into the only tree around, which happens to be sunning two lions... would have definately won the grand prize on America's Funniest Home Videos... For question 9, I have to say that twharding's answer to the question why sounds like something she may have said in court.. struck me funny... none of the other submissions really struck me... except maybe for paella's put down in question 11.. good burn, paella...&lt;br /&gt;So, at the end of 12 questions, the scores were like this... willywozy came in 3rd with 3 points, twharding was a close second with 4 points, which leaves paella who wins the challenge with 5 points...&lt;br /&gt;Paella now has until 9pm on Friday to choose who is going to the final Challenge with her... good luck to twharding and willywozy, as one of you will be in, and the other will be out...  we'll know Friday.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113824175834074531?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113824175834074531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113824175834074531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113824175834074531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113824175834074531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/01/cuthroat-island-challenge-twelve.html' title='Cuthroat Island Challenge Twelve'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113781762781491192</id><published>2006-01-21T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T00:27:07.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuthroat Island Challenges Nine, Ten, and Eleven</title><content type='html'>I know I'm late, so I'll just get into things.. &lt;br /&gt;Challenge Nine asked the players to write a sentence that has never been written, spoken or thought before... sounds easy, but in reality, it's not.. the rules for the sentence structure were, the sentence must be at least 6 words long.. cannot contain names, dates or numbers.. the words in the sentence must be found at dictionary.com.. and it must follow the general rules of sentence structure... Some of the sentences made sense, others did not... one of them made me laugh as I pictured it.. because of an error on Rob's part, there were 2 winners to Challenge Nine, Steverino and Frdalton... Shelley was cut&lt;br /&gt;Challenge Ten was a war of words, literally.. players were to submit 7 words which would be battled against each other at www.googlebattle.com... the words had to be found on www.dictionary.com to be eligble..  There were 2 rounds to this challenge, round one, and the final round... the 2 players with the most victories would advance to the final round, which was a head to head challenge... Steverino and Paella won round one, so they went head to head in the final round... Steverino was the winner with a score of 3-2 in the final round... Cut from this challenge was Frdalton.&lt;br /&gt;In Challenge Eleven, players were asked to scour the archives at PEIInfo, looking for the longest word.. vowels would not be counted, and the word that they chose could not have been posted themselves.. the word must also be found at www.dictionary.com.. they would also choose a second word as a tiebreaker...Kreskin put a bit of a monkey wrench into thw works by posting several large words that he thought were not on dictionary.com, but one of those words was there, so Rob had to accept it.  Winner of this round was Paelle... Cut was Steverino..&lt;br /&gt;Challenge Twelve, the second to last challenge, has been posted... Good luck to the three remaining players..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113781762781491192?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113781762781491192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113781762781491192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113781762781491192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113781762781491192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/01/cuthroat-island-challenges-nine-ten.html' title='Cuthroat Island Challenges Nine, Ten, and Eleven'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113744743934672258</id><published>2006-01-16T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T17:37:19.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutthroat Island</title><content type='html'>I should have a Challenges nine and ten wrote up and posted after work tonight.... Challenge Eleven has been posted on the &lt;a href="http://www.peiinfo.com/forums/index.php"&gt;PeiTalk Forum&lt;/a&gt;.  Good luck to the remaining four players!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113744743934672258?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113744743934672258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113744743934672258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113744743934672258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113744743934672258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/01/cutthroat-island.html' title='Cutthroat Island'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113674636934949547</id><published>2006-01-08T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T14:52:49.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuthroat Island Challenge Eight</title><content type='html'>Well, the holidays are over, which means that Cuthroat is back on.... wow.. challenge eight was a doozy... and quite a read... the players were to write a letter to someone 100 years in the future... very cool challenge if you ask me.. I would have done one myself if I'd had the time... as the submissions go, they were all pretty good... some gave advice, actually most did... some talked about family.. willy described his house.. nice house, btw willy... &lt;br /&gt;A new rule was made after the last challenge... if you miss 2 challenges in a row, you were automatically out of the game... with this rule in place we say goodbye to &lt;br /&gt;darmiccah and designchick69... I don't know if darmiccah has said anything since the start of the game.. he/she has been pretty silent... designchick, you were a good player.. but shit happens sometimes, right? *L*&lt;br /&gt;paella won immunity with her letter, which talked about family history and gave some advice.. Kratz, however, was voted to have his throat cut, with four of six votes cast... Welcome to the dark side, Kratz.. *G*&lt;br /&gt;Challenge Nine has been posted... good luck to the remaining players...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113674636934949547?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113674636934949547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113674636934949547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113674636934949547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113674636934949547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/01/cuthroat-island-challenge-eight.html' title='Cuthroat Island Challenge Eight'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113614286446792572</id><published>2006-01-01T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:14:24.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I generally don't make resolutions, but I saw this on &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com"&gt;Missy's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and thought it was cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;In the year 2006 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sleep my way to the top.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right; color black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113614286446792572?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113614286446792572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113614286446792572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113614286446792572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113614286446792572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2006/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113607705347538922</id><published>2005-12-31T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T20:57:33.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Oldie from the Archives</title><content type='html'>With Christmas over, and the New Year about to begin, I got to thinking about how things have gone in the last few weeks.... as some of you know, I have been fairly ill recently, and what I was hoping to be a really cool Christmas became very sparse when it came to money and food... well, the worst is over now, and things are starting to get back to normal, but I wonder where me and bro would be if it weren't for my Mom... she and Dad made sure that we didn't go without over Christmas... and it got me thinking about an article that I posted here back in 2004, and I thought I'd repost it, as a tribute to my Mom, and all mothers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday, September 09, 2004&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Make it Mother's Day every day...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... another sleepless night... I seem to have a lot of those lately... dialysis keeps me awake at night... pain in the butt, I'm telling you.... after 15 years of kidney problems, I've never had such problems with dialysis before... oh well.. I see the nephrologist soon... maybe the transplant team will finally decide to put me on the transplant list.. then I won't have to worry about this crap anymore... All I've got to say is thank God for my mom... she does half the stuff that I should be doing... she tears down the machine, because I don't like to do it... most of the time she sets the machine up for me too, even though that's supposed to be my job... she does my dressing for me.. which is something I couldn't do if I wanted to... Yep... I'd be totally lost without my mom, I'm sure of it.... I tell her this all the time too.. but she don't think she's doing anything special..... I'm telling ya... Thank God for Mom's....&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have a Safe and Happy New Year.. if you're drinking tonight, cab it home, or get yourself a DD... make sure your friends and family have a Happy New Year too... because you're still here.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113607705347538922?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113607705347538922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113607705347538922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113607705347538922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113607705347538922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/12/oldie-from-archives.html' title='An Oldie from the Archives'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113523497345334300</id><published>2005-12-22T02:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T03:02:53.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Wish List 2005</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a year we've had.  2005 was pretty good for a change.  I think that the world has made some progress over the last year, but there's still much more that we could do to make this planet a better place.  So, Santa, this is my Christmas Wish List for the world for 2005.&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I wish for the exploitation of children, for both sexual and monetary reasons, both here and in other countries, to become a thing of the past.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I wish for the terrorists of the world to be touched by the light of their God, and realize that what they are doing is wrong so that the many troops and peacekeepers from Canada, the US, the UK, and other countries can finally go home and be with their families.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish that no child will ever have to go to bed hungry again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I wish for those who must live on the streets to finally have a warm, loving home to go home to.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wish for Industry and Big Business around the world to realize that we only have one planet, and we must do more to preserve it for future generations.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas season, I pray for the people of Southeast Asia, who are still rebuilding their lives a year after the tsunami destroyed everything they knew.  I also pray for the still displaced people who lost their homes in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Florida to hurricanes this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't ask for much, just the good health and prosperity of my family and friends, strength to get through the hardships of life, and the wisdom to find the humour in those hardships, because no matter how hard things can get, if you can't laugh, especially at yourself, then life can just get too stressful, and nobody needs stress at any time of the year.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Safe and Merry Christmas Everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113523497345334300?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113523497345334300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113523497345334300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113523497345334300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113523497345334300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-christmas-wish-list-2005.html' title='My Christmas Wish List 2005'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113510319397222691</id><published>2005-12-20T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:26:34.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Cut Throat Update</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around to keep things going... I've been sick again, and was in hospital for 5 days.. I missed a lot of what was going on too, but I think I've gotten myself caught up again..&lt;br /&gt;Cut Throat Island... Challenge Six, Christmas Gifting... I've done this one before.. and had fun with it... going to ebay and trying to find the perfect gift for someone.. I was going to do this one and post it here, but well.. you know how that goes... the Knights won this one with the Habs jersey they found.. it was a practice jersey, and not a game jersey, but it was still better than Minagoo's Human Bean figurine....&lt;br /&gt;In Challenge Seven, the teams were dissolved... and the challenge was to write a history of the world in 200 words, no more, no less... I liked Paella's.. it rhymed.. immunity in this round was given to everyone who submitted and entry... there were 3 who did not.. Whiner, Designchick, and Darmiccah... although, I haven't seen anything from Darmiccah since the game began... I don't know if this person is even playing the game.. Well, by Tuesday, we will know which of the 3 will be cut.. hopefully the players will be fairly smart and vote out the player that says nothing...&lt;br /&gt;There is talk of a break until after Christmas... the decision hasn't been made on that yet either... will let you know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113510319397222691?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113510319397222691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113510319397222691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113510319397222691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113510319397222691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-cut-throat-update.html' title='Another Cut Throat Update'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113416491471652334</id><published>2005-12-09T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:48:34.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CutThroat Update</title><content type='html'>Well, the votes have been cast, and johndenver has been voted out.. figured that would happen.. thing was, it was a tie between him, and frdalton.. they each received 2 votes, but since johndenver wasn't able to play anymore, he was given the tie breaker.. oh well.. on with the show.. Challenge Six should be posted Saturday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113416491471652334?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113416491471652334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113416491471652334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113416491471652334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113416491471652334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/12/cutthroat-update.html' title='CutThroat Update'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113411000793695272</id><published>2005-12-09T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T02:33:27.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut Throat Island Update, among other things</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around guys.. been sick again.. trouble with the old blood pressure.. I'm hoping I'll be back up before the weekend.. I've got Christmas parties to go to.... Anyway, back to CutThroat..&lt;br /&gt;I missed Challenge four and five because of being sick.. I didn't even bother turning the computer on.. so I don't really know what's going on.. AndrewPEI was voted out for Challenge four, but then, only three of his team mates voted... Sorry Andrew... hope you do better in elections on January 23rd..&lt;br /&gt;I believe a vote was also made for Challenge five, but there was a twist in play.. player johndenver has been banned from the site, as he's been recognized as a former troublemaker... he was starting to be a current troublemaker, which made the powers that be on the site check him out... so, johndenver is no longer in the game.. players know this, so they'll probably just vote him out.. we won't know who's getting their throat cut until tomorrow (well, today if you check the time.. *L*) evening.. I'll update then..&lt;br /&gt;So, is anyone following the Canadian Federal Election??  I've been watching very closely.. I've had an interest in politics since I was 10 or 11.. I don't think I could ever be a politician, but I like criticizing them just the same...&lt;br /&gt;so, here's my criticisms, starting with Paul Martin... Ok, Paul.. what I've seen so far, not bad I guess... the Child Care plan looks like it could work.. but I don't see a ban on handguns working too well... I don't like handguns... I don't see a real point to them for law abiding citizens, but I guess there are some who want them... I think that if you ban these guns, they'll still be on the streets, because they're already being smuggled into Canada from the US... there will just be more smuggling.. and what's the point of putting more border guards on if they won't be armed to protect themselves from these smugglers??  And are police officers going to have to give up their guns??  Geez, I hope not..&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Stephen Harper, your turn... 5% GST... good for the middle to upper class earners and businesses.. but what about those low to middle class earners who rely on the rebates to make ends meet 4 times a year??  My mom actually used to use hers to pay my dad's life insurance after her Child Tax Credit ran out... she doesn't get enough out of it now to bother.. my bro and I love getting our $50 every 4 months... it means an extra treat with the groceries... how about cutting income taxes instead? Oh, and your Child Care Program made me cringe... give an extra $100 for each child under the age of 6... I can see so many meal ticket children that will be born specifically for the parents to get the extra $100 a month to buy booze and drugs.. and the kids will be neglected... just gives me shivers...&lt;br /&gt;And Jack Layton... well, I haven't heard you announce anything really... just rebuttles to the liberal and conservative plans... you need to come up with some of your own, bud.. I'm starting to think about voting for the green or marijuana parties just so that I'm not voting for the big three...&lt;br /&gt;And now.. an election pet peeve...... what is with that stupid commercial that's meant to convince the younger voter to vote??  It doesn't really say anything!!  just says to vote... that's not enough guys... you've got to explain why the young person should vote.. young people feel alienated by government.. because we're rarely listened to... a lot of my friends say why bother voting, because it doesn't really mean anything... if you did a commercial explaining why it's important to vote, maybe you'll get more young voters...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm done ranting now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113411000793695272?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113411000793695272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113411000793695272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113411000793695272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113411000793695272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/12/cut-throat-island-update-among-other.html' title='Cut Throat Island Update, among other things'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113331323286320592</id><published>2005-11-29T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:13:52.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CutThroat Island Update</title><content type='html'>As I said in my last post, &lt;a href="http://www.peiinfo.com/forums/index.php"&gt;PeiInfo&lt;/a&gt; has a survivor game going on, called Cut Throat Island.. we just finished the third round, and I've have my throat cut!!! so much for winning it this time.. and I came so close last time... this time, I didn't even get a chance... sucks, I'm telling you.... I think that there was some kind of scheme about to kick me off the team after last Sunday, which was the day of the deadline... instead of coming online, I went to my mom's for supper... didn't even get online till late Sunday night.. by then, the winner had been announced.. and it wasn't my team... so, with heavy heart, I cast my vote for who should be cut... and when I logged in at work today, I discovered that I was the one who was cut!!  Well, of all the dirty........  I won't finish that..&lt;br /&gt;I've got a couple of ideas why I was cut... one of them is the Sunday night at Mom's... then, there is the fact that those who were on Sunday night got the idea for the final submission from something I submitted... and we lost... and in the last challenge, I didn't agree with the rest of the group that our submission was a winning one, and I was right.. we lost.. perhaps they realize what kind of asset knowing those kinds of things would be on my own.. and got rid of me before the teams dissolved... &lt;br /&gt;These are my theories.. I'll keep you updated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113331323286320592?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113331323286320592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113331323286320592&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113331323286320592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113331323286320592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/11/cutthroat-island-update.html' title='CutThroat Island Update'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113281402772092162</id><published>2005-11-24T02:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T02:33:47.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Edition of Late Night Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Well, it's 2:15am, and yes, I'm at work... for those of you who are wondering, I got out of the hospital last Tuesday.. so far so good... my shifts are changing next week too, so I won't have to sit here so friggin late at night.. these night shifts get to me... especially when there isn't anything going on.. I can sit here for hours just surfing the net.. I suppose it's not too bad, hey.. I'm getting paid 10 bucks an hour to surf.. what better job can you get than that??  *L*  it just gets a bit mind numbing after a while.. because you run out of stuff to do.. I've checked all my message boards, email addresses, blogs.. played as many online games that I could stand, that I can access from work(I'd love to be able to play pogo right now).. and I've run out of things to do... so I'm typing away to you, my readership (do I even have a real readership?? *L*).. I know I can always count on you... you guys even left messages for me when I was in hospital... such great friends.. as I've said.. makes a gal feel loved for a change... &lt;br /&gt;As for what I've been doing in the last week.. &lt;a href="www.peiinfo.com/forums/index.php"&gt;PeiInfo&lt;/a&gt; has started a new Cut Throat Island game, which is similar to the Survivor series on TV.. we've done two rounds so far.. and my team has won a round, and lost a round... we lost the last round, so we now must oust someone from our team, cut their throats, as to the name of the game.. eventually the teams will dissolve, as on Survivor, and it'll be every poster for themselves... I was 3rd runner up last game... am hoping to go all the way this time...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends.. I know that Thanksgiving in the States is a big deal, much bigger than here in Canada.. for Americans, today is the beginning of the Holiday season, the season of crowded malls, and grumpy salespeople wearing santa hats.. *L*  We've been doing it here in Canada since Halloween was over... my mom is in full Christmas swing.. although, most of the presents she's bought are for the grandkids... will have to remember to tell her what I want for Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;The Best Christmas gift I think I could really wish for, would be for a new kidney.. I've been waiting now a year and a half, and I think that would be an awesome Christmas present.. the only thing about that is, someone has to die for me to get it, which sucks.. and I don't want anyone to die for me, especially around Christmastime..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's enough rambling for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Turkey Day USA!!  Don't eat too much or fight over football games....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113281402772092162?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113281402772092162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113281402772092162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113281402772092162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113281402772092162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/11/next-edition-of-late-night-ramblings.html' title='The Next Edition of Late Night Ramblings'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113165130490711201</id><published>2005-11-10T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T15:35:04.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let you all know that I'm in the hospital till Monday at the earliest.. Thanks for all the well wishes, guys... really makes you feel loved...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113165130490711201?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113165130490711201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113165130490711201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113165130490711201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113165130490711201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/11/update-from-yesterday.html' title='Update from Yesterday'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113156564674757545</id><published>2005-11-09T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:47:26.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in the damn hospital again</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like you were being held hostage??  Man, do I ever feel like that now... I was admitted into the Qeen Elizabeth Hospital in Charlottetown on Sunday, and I was hoping to be able to go home today, but looks like I'm stuck at least another day... it's not like it isn't needed, I mean.. I came in with high blood pressure.. incredibly high blood pressure.. and it's been brought down.. but I think it came down too far.... so this means, at this point anyway, 2 days missed from work, no pool.. no cards... and an increasing boredom... I hate being stuck here... it's weird... I'm in a hospital that about 3kms from where I live, and none of my so called friends bothered coming to see me... expect some nicely wrapped cat poop for Christmas this year, guys... anyway, I'm done complaining now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113156564674757545?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113156564674757545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113156564674757545&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113156564674757545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113156564674757545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/11/stuck-in-damn-hospital-again.html' title='Stuck in the damn hospital again'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-113074416839736299</id><published>2005-10-31T03:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T03:36:08.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Stories</title><content type='html'>So, Halloween is upon us... when I was little, I liked Halloween because I got to go around the neighborhood with my friends after dark.. when I got older, I didn't like it too much, cuz I didn't have any friends to go out with..*L* now, I like it cuz I get to sit in the house, and eat the candy that I'm giving out to the cute kids that come to the door.. I thought that a Halloween story was in order for today, so this is a good one.. not scary, but funny... Halloween 1991, bro was dressed as a woman, and I was dressed as a pumpkin... when we first moved to my mom's house, me and bro didn't really know our way around the neighborhood... our thinking (well, mine, don't think bro was old enough for this kind of logic..*L*) was that since it was a subdivision, that all the street were probably parallel to each other, so we went up one street and down the other, not criss crossing as we had been told in school.. we didn't realize that we had been going around in circles until we went to one ladies house.. she said that we had been there before.. she was nice enough to give us candy again, though... we went home after that... because if we were going around in circles, we weren't quite sure where home was.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I liked about Halloween when I was a kid.. when we were younger, and before we moved to the Island, we used to go to our grandmother's house on Halloween.. not a really big deal, I guess.. but we liked to go anyway.. now, Gram had a dog.. a very likable dog, who loved kids... because of this, she had to be tied during Halloween, because some of the smaller kids were scared of her.. as a reward, when the night was over, Gram would give her a Halloween kiss, you know, one of those caramel things in orange and black wrappers... the dog loved them.. and it was kinda funny to watch her eat them.. the sounds she would make.. no matter how much candy we got, that was always the highlight of the night.. *G*  I missed that dog... she lived to the ripe old age of 15.. died 2 years ago... but anyway, I'm digressing.. damn, I'm good at that.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy and Safe Halloween Everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-113074416839736299?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/113074416839736299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=113074416839736299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113074416839736299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/113074416839736299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-stories.html' title='Halloween Stories'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112857163461453759</id><published>2005-10-06T01:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T01:07:14.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Age is just a number, right??</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missy's blog&lt;/a&gt;, and I realized a few things... 1, she's younger than me.. *L*  2, she's doing all the stuff I'd like to be doing... she's getting married, to a great guy, I might add.. they're buying a house and moving out of the cool apartment that they live in.. it's a loft in downtown Charlottetown.. awesome place.. *G*  Me, I live in a crappy little semi-basement apartment with my little brother... I'd like to own a house, but I don't see that coming in the near future.. I'm thinking of going to university.. as a mature student... I think that's funny.. me?  Mature??   *LOL*  I'm actually going to apply as a mature disabled student.. at St. Mary's in Halifax... I was thinking about that... if I do go there, I'll probably be in classes with kids 10 years younger than myself.. weird... oh well... Good luck Missy.. once you've got everything situated, you've GOT to have one helluva house warming party.. just to prove you're not getting too old... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112857163461453759?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112857163461453759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112857163461453759&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112857163461453759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112857163461453759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/10/age-is-just-number-right.html' title='Age is just a number, right??'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112782471257638353</id><published>2005-09-27T09:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T09:38:32.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this weird?</title><content type='html'>I was jus thinking about something.. I've just realized that I do something a little weird, or strange.. and I'm wondering if anyone else does this... I was thinking about all the different computers I've had in my life, and I've realized that I name all of my computers.. and I had quite the little group....&lt;br /&gt;Bertha was the first.. she was a good'un in her day... she worked hard, and never let me down.. unfortunately, she passed on in 2002... then, there was Bessie... poor Bessie was used and abused.. beaten, even.. she was shuffled around, thrown away.. I think in the end, Bessie just couldn't take the strain.. we lost her in 2004... that's when Eunice came into our lives... Eunice was our only for about a year... and she continues to give loyal service... We also now have Nessie.. she's not as hard a worker as Eunice, but just as loyal... She is a bit forgetful.. in other words, needs more memory.. *L*  My mother has with her, Quasimodo... He is good, but a bit slow.. he is, however, exactly what my mother needed.... And last, but not least, we have Griswald... Griswald was adopted last week from Advantage Communications.. I'm not sure how long he was with them... but, like all good workhorses, when he got too old, he was put out to pasture, and that's when I took him home... Griswald doesn't know this, but unfortunately, he is going to be an organ donor....&lt;br /&gt;So tell me.. how weird am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112782471257638353?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112782471257638353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112782471257638353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112782471257638353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112782471257638353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/09/is-this-weird.html' title='Is this weird?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112726748101284591</id><published>2005-09-20T22:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:51:21.016-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, you got me,</title><content type='html'>Wow... I remember a time when I thought reality shows were nuts.. who would really do that crap anyway??  What was the point, except to make a complete fool of yourself in front of a global audience, for money no less???  but now... wow... I'm hooked... I can't help it... the first one to suck me in... The Amazing Race (AR8 starts next tuesday, btw).. being a travel wannabe, a show like that is my dream... then it was Nashville Star... of course, being raised in New Glasgow, NS... I had to cheer for the hometown hero, George Canyon.. then, I started watching American and Canadian Idol... didn't get to see the whole deal, though.. cuz I work Wednesday nights.... and now, RockstarINXS... of course, I've got to watch that, and again, cheer for the hometown boy, JD Fortune.... That one ends tonight.. I can't help to think what New Glasgow is gonna be like... if JD should win... I mean, there's already signs all over the dang place... but they did that for George Canyon too.. and man, what a homecoming he got... but if JD should front INXS... wow... a legendary band with a small town Nova Scotia frontman... now, that's history.... man, do I ever feel like a dweeb.... oh well, 10 minutes to RockstarINXS....  GO JD GO!!!! WOOHOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112726748101284591?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112726748101284591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112726748101284591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112726748101284591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112726748101284591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-you-got-me.html' title='Ok, you got me,'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112659770945331580</id><published>2005-09-13T04:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T04:49:52.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's decision time...</title><content type='html'>So.. tonight I'm feeling a little sorry for myself.. I'm starting to think that I may have been had, but I'm not sure... perhaps I should start from the beginning.. Well, I mentioned a while back that I thought I had a special someone.... he and I had been friends for a long time, and as far as I knew, he was in a relationship that he didn't really want to be in.. I had had feelings for him for a long time, and did a good job of hiding them for a while... finally, I told him... when I did, I told him that I wasn't looking for anything, at least, not right off the bat... neither of us were ready for anything like that anyway... I also left him with a question.. I asked him if there was a point.. if I should hold on to those feelings, or let go of them... he didn't answer me... so, time went by.. he's still in the relationship.. and every time I start to think that maybe I should give up on him... it's like he senses it.. and he does something to change my mind... the last time we spent any amount of time together was Canada day... he lets me believe that he has those feelings for me... but he still can't answer that one question... I asked him the question then, so that he could be honest with me.. so that time wouldn't go by with me thinking that something was going on when it wasn't... it was protection for myself.. I didn't want to get hurt.. because that's what seems to always happen.... and yet, here it is.. six months later... nothing has changed.. he's still in the same relationship he was in... and he still hasn't answered that one question... I sent him an email the other day... asked him again... even though, it's kinda late now... if the answer is no... I am going to be hurt... I still want and need to know... it feels like I've been led on... it feels like I've been lied to... even though I don't know if I have or not... I just don't know if there's anything I can do about it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112659770945331580?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112659770945331580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112659770945331580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112659770945331580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112659770945331580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-guess-its-decision-time.html' title='I guess it&apos;s decision time...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112651476539319173</id><published>2005-09-12T05:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T05:46:05.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Song Day!!</title><content type='html'>I was sitting here, after getting home from work, and I was singing this song... I knew I didn't have it, so I downloaded it... and as I'm listening to it, I was thinking that this blog needs a new song... so, since I'm singing this song, why not add it to the blog??  And, if memory serves be correctly, this even fits Cali's request for something 80s.. *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112651476539319173?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112651476539319173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112651476539319173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112651476539319173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112651476539319173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-new-song-day.html' title='Happy New Song Day!!'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112616573789546011</id><published>2005-09-08T04:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T04:48:57.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Timer</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you're wondering what the little Daisypath timer at the top of this page is about.... well, it kinda goes like this... next year, in May, I will turn 28 on the 28th, making it my champagne birthday... I also have a little friend, who is pretty much a little sister, who will be turning 19 on the 29th... the 28th and 29th of May next year land on Saturday and Sunday... so I'm guessing there's gonna be one hell of a party... so why not count down????  Daisypath doesn't have a birthday counter, which kinda sucks... but this is ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I've decided to give up on the Simpsons Trivia... Cali was the only one that really participated anyway....  and I'm also thinking that it's high time I changed the song on this site... that's my next project.... any requests???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112616573789546011?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112616573789546011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112616573789546011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112616573789546011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112616573789546011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-new-timer.html' title='My New Timer'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112470458406643942</id><published>2005-08-22T06:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:56:24.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Tag goes on...</title><content type='html'>Lets see.. looks like Nick tagged me for this one..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List five songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog. Then tag five people to see what they're listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jully Black - Sweat off the Brow&lt;br /&gt;2. Statler Brothers - I'll Go to my Grave Loveing You (I shall always be diggin' this song)&lt;br /&gt;3. Toby Keith - As Good as I Once Was&lt;br /&gt;4. Kalan Porter - In Spite of it All (yeah, I actually do like that song)&lt;br /&gt;5. Rightous Brothers - Unchained Melody (this is my always was, always will be, all time favorite song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. now, who to tag...&lt;br /&gt;1. Caligirl&lt;br /&gt;2. Frankie&lt;br /&gt;3, Champ (just cuz I bet his picks would be good)&lt;br /&gt;4. SteveBeairsto (just for the hell of it)&lt;br /&gt;5. Kratz (just cuz I haven't seen him in a while) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simpsons Trivia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody even tried to get this one.... the answers were... Krusty can ride a bike again, and the quote belonged to none other than Homer Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing up a question, so here's some quotes.. I'll keep up with the theme of the post, and give you five of 'em....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..If you got hurt or died, despite the extra attention I'd receive, I'd miss you."&lt;br /&gt;"Doctors are idiots.  You can 'ching-ching-ching' cash in on this tragedy."&lt;br /&gt;"English?  Who needs that?  I'm never going to England."&lt;br /&gt;"Marge's dates get homlier all the time."&lt;br /&gt;"The church receiveth, and the church taketh away."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112470458406643942?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112470458406643942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112470458406643942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112470458406643942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112470458406643942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-tag-goes-on.html' title='And the Tag goes on...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112335331469735116</id><published>2005-08-06T15:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T15:35:14.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer Already??</title><content type='html'>Well, it's August, and Old Home Week will be unofficially starting next weekend.. the midway will be up and running, probably by thursday... and I think the shows begin on Saturday, but I could be wrong... for me, though.. the most fun is the Gold Cup Parade.. this year, it falls on the 19th..  I've done up a little counter to keep track of the days till the parade.. it's not exactly the way I wanted it, but hey.. it works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana,arial,sans-serif" size="1" color="black"&gt;Can't wait till Old Home Week!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisyPath.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://daisyPath.com/ani/050819/2/4/-4/0" alt="Daisypath Ticker" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not going to be in the parade this year, as I have in the past.. tried to, though.. my work was going to put in a float, but didn't get it together in time... oh well.. always next year I guess... it's more fun to watch than be watched when it comes to parades, though... I'll have to be sure my cameras have new batteries.. because I'll be sure to take lots of pictures... I fouled up last year, as the batteries died in the camera almost as soon as the parade started... I intend to be prepared this year.... and, I intend to ride the ferris wheel, and other rides, if they let me... *G*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simpsons Trivia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody got either answer... the Stonecutters rig every Oscar night, the quote belongs to none other than Bart Simpson himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Simpson Trivia Question:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "The Simpson 138th Episode Spectacular," when Krusty is pretending to be the hemorrhoid suffering "after" guy, what does he say he can now do again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simpsons Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, you big, stupid space-creature.  Nobody but nobody eats the Simpsons!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112335331469735116?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112335331469735116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112335331469735116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112335331469735116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112335331469735116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-of-summer-already.html' title='End of Summer Already??'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112289787295288079</id><published>2005-08-01T09:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T09:04:32.990-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of the End</title><content type='html'>So, Friday afternoon, me and Al were talking about how to get my mom's new(to her) computer up and running, when my phone rings, and his phone rings at the same time.. we were both being told the same thing.. TURN ON THE NEWS.... top sotry was this.....&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;As posted on cbc.ca on Friday, July 29, 2005:&lt;br /&gt;Three years after Chrystal Beairsto's body was found just off the Confederation Trail in Charlottetown, police are following a new lead in her murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police say they have identified what they call a primary person of interest, one man who has been moved to the top of their list of suspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through the investigation, the evidence and forensic testing that has been conducted, a combination of all three, we have identified a primary person of interest," says Charlottetown deputy police chief Richard Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are going back and tracking the movements and contacts of this individual."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collins says the man, now in his early 40s, was living on the Island at the time of the murder but has since moved away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is something substantive there that we feel makes it worthy to concentrate on this one individual and do this at a feverish pace," he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We still have probably upwards of two months work ahead of us before we can really say unequivocally whether this person will continue to be of interest to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years of investigation have led to a lot of evidence for police to sort through. Police put up posters with pictures of Beairsto's clothing and bicycle, leading to hundreds of tips, but no witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a trail which seemed to be turning cold became warm once again. Police have four officers concentrating on finding new evidence about their primary person of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're looking at when he was living here, his movements, his contacts, both from personal, family nature, work nature, any involvement he may or may not have had with the victim," says Collins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're also comparing what they know about him, with a behavioural profile prepared by police experts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police say they have further interviews to conduct, further investigations to pursue and further forensic testing to complete. They feel they should know in a couple of months whether there's enough evidence to lay a charge, or whether to rule out this man as a suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrystal Beairsto was 23 when she was stabbed to death, and the mother of two children.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel that this is the start of something big.. perhaps we're finally reaching the end of the road on this.. I mean, three years really isn't all that long.. but it seems really long... then again, it doesn't seem all that long ago that she and I were riding the Gravitron, and she was laughing at me cuz my boobs were hitting me in the face.... *L*  that was three weeks before she died... I'm trying not to get my hopes up, because something like this may never be solved, but if this is the end, I can wait a few more months... my only wants is to be there every day of the trial.. I want to look the person in the eye... I don't need to say anything... I just want to look them in the eye... and try to see what the hell was going on in their head that day... to try and see why they felt the need to take her life... I don't think I'll ever understand... and I hope that I can forgive someday... but I think that one is a long time coming... in the meantime, I can be glad that the day is coming, and justice will be served.... and that's something I don't have a problem waiting for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simpsons Trivia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caligirl got both answers.. #9 on Homers's list was tell off the boss.. and the owner of the quote was Krusty the Clown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Simpons Trivia Question:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to their song, the Stonecutters rig every what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simpsons Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said it?&lt;br /&gt;"Part of this D- belongs to God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112289787295288079?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112289787295288079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112289787295288079&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112289787295288079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112289787295288079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/08/beginning-of-end.html' title='The Beginning of the End'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112237747161778986</id><published>2005-07-26T08:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T08:35:55.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Cat's Away.. Pt 2</title><content type='html'>So, the kitty has been here for 4 days, and he's going home today... for the first 2 days that he was here, he stayed under my couch.. he wouldn't poke his head out from under there for any reason... last night, he got more curious and he came out from under the couch to explore... I took a nap yesterday and woke up to 2 little eyes looking at me.. last night, bro and I were watching a movie.. bro looked up, and the kitty was sitting on top of our kitchen cupboards.. we have no idea how he got up there... bro got a picture... gonna post it sometime.. *L*  Anyway, it's going to be hard giving him back to Mom.. it's been nice having him here... I miss having a cat... I miss havinga big lump in the bed every morning when I wake up... of course, that wasn't Screech.. that was Red... if Red was still alive, I wouldn't be living here... I don't think I could have moved out of Mom's house and left him behind... anyway, like I was saying.. my temporary cat ownership is over today.. and I do miss the little guy.. but it will be nice to be able to open the window in my bedroom again... it gets so hot in here... but there isn't a screen on the window, so I wouldn't open it in case Screech tried to make a run for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simpsons Trivia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, only one right answer... Caligirl got it.. the answer was: A college reunion..&lt;br /&gt;Cali, you were more specific than my trivia cards.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Simpons Trivia Question:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish," what is number 9 on Homer's list to do before he dies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simpsons Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said it??&lt;br /&gt;"If this is anyone but Steve Allen, you're stealing my bit."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112237747161778986?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112237747161778986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112237747161778986&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112237747161778986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112237747161778986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-cats-away-pt-2.html' title='When The Cat&apos;s Away.. Pt 2'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112209741701089193</id><published>2005-07-23T02:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T04:12:51.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Cat's Away...</title><content type='html'>So, my parents are going on vacation... they're not going very far away.. only going to NS fora few days.. but, me and Steve get to babysit while they're gone... and who will we be babysitting, you ask??  just scroll up a bit and take a look at that cute little black and white kitty that's pawing at the door.. *L*  That's our kitten.. well, I guess at 2 years old, he's not really a kitten anymore.. but we still think of him that way.. Mom doesn't want to leave him at home by himself for longer than 2 days.. she thinks that he'll  tear the house up.. and since me and Steve don't have a legal set of wheels, she figured it would be easier on all of us if Screech just came to our place while they were gone... it's going to be so much fun.. I miss the little guy... I just hope that my land lord don't come around while he's there.. you see.. one of the reasons we didn't take him with us when we moved out was because we're not allowed pets in our building.. I'm hoping that if they do find out, they won't say anything because the kitty isn't going to be a permanant tenant... like I said before, we're babysitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simpsons Trivia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty was the only one with the correct answer, which was: eat all our shirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Simpsons Trivia Question:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Burns' son Larry is the result of Mr. Burns meeting Larry's mom where?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112209741701089193?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112209741701089193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112209741701089193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112209741701089193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112209741701089193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-cats-away.html' title='When the Cat&apos;s Away...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112184072036794624</id><published>2005-07-20T03:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T03:25:20.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Trivia Feature</title><content type='html'>I have decided on a new feature which I thought was kinda fun.. it'll also get me posting more... *G*  I was thinking that on the end of my posts, I"ll add a Simpsons trivia question... those who wish to participate can post their guesses for the answer in the comments section... I'll keep track of who gave the right answers, and at the end of the month, the winner gets braggin rights... and maybe a psudo prize.. I haven't decided on that one yet....&lt;br /&gt;So, let's begin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today's Simpsons Trivia question:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Lemon of Troy," Ned tells the Shelbyville tow truck driver to eat what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112184072036794624?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112184072036794624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112184072036794624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112184072036794624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112184072036794624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-new-trivia-feature.html' title='My New Trivia Feature'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112165526696556423</id><published>2005-07-17T23:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:55:39.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Killer Surveys</title><content type='html'>I saw this on &lt;a href="http://www.souriscave.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sourisboy's Blog&lt;/a&gt;... thought it was kinda neat... if you're going to participate, please post your answers in the comments section...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;10. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;12. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;13. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've come up with a new feature.. please watch for details in the coming days....&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112165526696556423?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112165526696556423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112165526696556423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112165526696556423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112165526696556423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/07/return-of-killer-surveys_17.html' title='Return of the Killer Surveys'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-112132195587327273</id><published>2005-07-14T03:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:19:15.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>How much stock do you put in dreams??</title><content type='html'>I have a question.. I suppose the answer depends on your religious or philosophical beliefs.. maybe not, I'm not sure... I sometimes have strange dreams, and I had one the other night that is troubling me... I'm wondering what it's meaning could be...&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, Chrystal Beairsto was my best friend.. well, this dream involves her... she came to see me, as she does sometimes.. my grandparents come to see me too... anyway, she was very angry with me.. and she wouldn't tell me why she was so mad... it's been bothering me ever since.. wondering why she would be so angry with me... an obvious reason comes to mind for me... over the past few months, I've been making a play for her boyfriend... hasn't exactly been successful.. but you know how that goes... I'm wondering if it's a guilt thing, considering that she was my best friend.. and this guy was practically her husband.. or if she's actually really pissed at me and wants to kick my ass... or is it just my brain playing weird tricks on me.. or is it simply just a dream??  what do you think??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-112132195587327273?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/112132195587327273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=112132195587327273&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112132195587327273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/112132195587327273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-much-stock-do-you-put-in-dreams.html' title='How much stock do you put in dreams??'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111982217867295699</id><published>2005-06-26T18:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:42:58.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hot enough for ya??</title><content type='html'>Hello from Halifax.. yes, I finally had that surgery... only 3 months late, but that's ok... is it hot enough for ya??  Currently 25.5 degrees Celcius here... not that I'm complaining.. I've been waiting all winter for this kind of weather... I'd just rather be at home in Charlottetown when it comes up... the 9th floor of the VG is hot with no ac... but you deal... there isn't much else you can do.. I just keep running down to the air condition lobby to cool down...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much of an update... just wanted to let you all know I was still alive....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111982217867295699?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111982217867295699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111982217867295699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111982217867295699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111982217867295699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/hot-enough-for-ya.html' title='hot enough for ya??'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111941045570552323</id><published>2005-06-22T00:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:23:07.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The tale of the bent mailbox key</title><content type='html'>Hey All... I think I'll start with a bit of an update to my last post.. my best friend, who I appear to have lost, has been found... apparently he went back to Nova Scotia and neglected to tell me that he was leaving... oh well.. it's not the first time he's done it... probably won't be the last either... I just wish he'd realize the crap he puts me through when he does that... I mean, I already lost one friend after she went missing... I don't really want to do it again... the nightmares brought on by the worry aren't all that fun either...&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. onward and upward, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;A question for you all.. Say you move into a new apartment... it's a nice apartment, good location, nice neighbors... and you generally like the place.. however, when the landlord gave you the keys, you noticed that the mailbox key is a little bent.. you don't think anything of it until you try to get your mail.. you leave it for a bit because it's not that big of a deal.. you didn't put in a whole lot of change of address forms yet anyway... when the landlord comes to retrieve the rent, you mention the key.. you show it to them, and they look back at you and ask how &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; bent it... trying not to get too agitated, you ignore the question, and ask what can be done... they say that they'll look and see if they have another key, but if not, &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; have to pay for a new lock on the mailbox.. they take the key and are gone... a month later, you still haven't got a key for the mailbox... and by now, the months bills are probably sitting in there and you can't get to them.. is there anything that a person can do to rectify the situation without going head to head with the landlord??&lt;br /&gt;Two more days till Halifax... I'll ask again for you guys to keep your fingers crossed that my surgery doesn't get cancelled again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111941045570552323?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111941045570552323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111941045570552323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111941045570552323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111941045570552323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/tale-of-bent-mailbox-key.html' title='The tale of the bent mailbox key'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111923978248785199</id><published>2005-06-20T00:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T00:56:22.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sure it's summer?? Among other things..</title><content type='html'>Well, they say that summer is here.... I believe the first official day of summer is June 21st, so I guess we're close enough... and of course,  whether it's summer or not, I've still got my sweater on.. and the only reason I'm not wearing my winter jacket too is because I'd just look like an ass... I wonder sometimes if there will ever be a day where I pray for winter, like my mom does... she's going through the change.. *L*  Somehow, I doubt I ever will..&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm off to Halifax again this week... for the same surgery I was supposed to have back in March.. I'm hoping that it doesn't get cancelled again, because I don't think my employers like me taking two weeks off every couple of months.. oh well, there isn't much I can do about that..&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think I slept most of this week, and when I wasn't sleeping I was working, which kinda sucks.. but I'm guessing that the paycheck will be nice... and I know I'm never going to work a week like this again... what I did was, since I knew I was going to be off for two weeks without a pay, I thought it might be a good idea to get a couple of extra shifts in... bad idea.... now I remember why I only wanted four shifts a week.. I was exausted... I had to pull myself out of bed in order to go to work... Bro woke me up long enough this afternoon to sign a father's day card for dad and then I went back to sleep.. I think I probably missed out on a good meal at mom's house today too.. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;I got some news on Chrystal's case this week, too, which I'm not at liberty to divulge... I'll just say that I'm hoping that this is the beginning of the end, and soon they'll be announcing that they've arrested her killer... of course, I've been hoping that for three years now..&lt;br /&gt;Another bit of news.. my best friend is supposed to have moved over from Nova Scotia... I do know that he was here, but I seem to have lost him.. i haven't seen him in over a week.. I'm not sure if he's hiding, or if he just gave up and went back over there.. I was really looking forward to him moving over, because then I'd have someone that I could talk to, without worrying about what I'll be thought of.. everyone should have one friend that you can talk to like that..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  that's all the news from here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111923978248785199?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111923978248785199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111923978248785199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111923978248785199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111923978248785199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-sure-its-summer-among-other.html' title='Are you sure it&apos;s summer?? Among other things..'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111819570360941998</id><published>2005-06-07T22:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:56:15.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A bunch of things</title><content type='html'>I borrowed this from &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com"&gt;Missy's&lt;/a&gt; Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;- Erica&lt;br /&gt;- Riki&lt;br /&gt;- Child (bro calls me this) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 screen names I've had:&lt;br /&gt;- Rikimae&lt;br /&gt;- RiceCbue's Girl&lt;br /&gt;- SpaceCadet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things I like about myself:&lt;br /&gt;- my hands&lt;br /&gt;- the colour of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;- my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts of my heritage:&lt;br /&gt;- Polish&lt;br /&gt;- Micmac&lt;br /&gt;- Scottish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I am wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;- Green Sweater&lt;br /&gt;- Jeans&lt;br /&gt;- Black Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 favourite bands/musical artists I like a lot (currently):&lt;br /&gt;- George Canyon&lt;br /&gt;- Pet Shop Boys&lt;br /&gt;- George Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 songs I really like&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy Frog remix&lt;br /&gt;- George Canyon - My Name&lt;br /&gt;- Statler Bros - I'll Go To My Grave Loving You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 physical things about the preferred sex that appeal to me:&lt;br /&gt;- eyes&lt;br /&gt;- smile&lt;br /&gt;- hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 favourite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;- sitting in front of the computer&lt;br /&gt;- watching tv&lt;br /&gt;- people watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things I want to do badly right now:&lt;br /&gt;- go home (I'm at work)&lt;br /&gt;- start a home based business&lt;br /&gt;- win the lottery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;- wind&lt;br /&gt;- bugs (especially if they're crawling around on the floor in my room)&lt;br /&gt;- heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of my everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;- coffee&lt;br /&gt;- coffee&lt;br /&gt;- coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 careers you have considered or are considering:&lt;br /&gt;- Teacher&lt;br /&gt;- Accountant&lt;br /&gt;- Pediatric Dialysis Nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;- New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;- Cuba&lt;br /&gt;- France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 kids' names you like:&lt;br /&gt;- Amy&lt;br /&gt;- Bridget&lt;br /&gt;- Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;- Start a family&lt;br /&gt;- buy a house &lt;br /&gt;- Travel across the country by train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways I am stereotypically a boy:&lt;br /&gt;- I'm a computer geek&lt;br /&gt;- I hate wearing dresses and makeup&lt;br /&gt;- Big racing freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ways I am stereotypically a girl:&lt;br /&gt;- I have and like to have long fingernails&lt;br /&gt;- I like to play with hair (my own or a friend's) &lt;br /&gt;- I love cats (I know, not necessarily a girl thing, but not necessarily a boy thing either)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111819570360941998?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111819570360941998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111819570360941998&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111819570360941998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111819570360941998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/bunch-of-things.html' title='A bunch of things'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111803385889838977</id><published>2005-06-06T01:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:57:38.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Please put on your hipwaders before treading through the self pity...she's mighty deep</title><content type='html'>Oh man... have you ever felt like you were locked in a box or tied up and you couldn't get away??  Well, my life is beginning to feel like that.. I've got dialysis, which is done every day, no exceptions... I've got a nurse, who finally decided that she doesn't have to come in every 2 days anymore.. just Monday and Friday... and I've got a love-hate relationship with my job.... I love the job because of the people I talk to and work with, and I like the paychecks... but I hate it because I have no real free time to myself..&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm sitting still... my life isn't moving forward... there's so much I'd like to do, but can't, because of money mostly... I want to travel, go back to school... maybe even start a home business, so I can set my own schedules... but I have a feeling that I'll be doing the same crap I am now until my eyesight finally fails me and I have to live off some government check..&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to give up on my guy too... it seems obvious to me that no matter how much he loves me, he just doesn't have the same feelings for me that I do him... which kinda sucks, but it's par for the course, I guess... when ever I lay my feelings on the line, they always get thrown back at me.. perhaps I should give up.. and become Charlottetown's newest cat lady.. can't do it till I move out of the apartment I'm in now, though.... we've got a no pet policy...&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is a big of a downer post, but when you get older, and start to realize that you met none of your goals in life..how else are you supposed to feel??&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've spoiled your mood, I'll stop for the night....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111803385889838977?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111803385889838977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111803385889838977&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111803385889838977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111803385889838977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/please-put-on-your-hipwaders-before.html' title='Please put on your hipwaders before treading through the self pity...she&apos;s mighty deep'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111781400739572532</id><published>2005-06-03T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:53:27.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.. I know, it's about time</title><content type='html'>It's a lovely June morning.. I've been seeing a lot more of these mornings lately, not really sure why.. oh well... I figured that since I'm awake and out of bed, I should do something productive.. I'm not sure if posting on a blog is productive, but hey.. it's something... *L*&lt;br /&gt;I put a new song up today.. I hope you like it... I hope you can hear it.. I"m not sure if it's working or not... perhaps you can let me know.. I downloaded it after seeing a news story on it.. and I absolutely love it!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. what new with me you ask??  Well, my best friend have moved back here from Nova Scotia... which is cool... even though he gets on my family's nerves... it'll be good to have someone around that I can talk to about anything without being judged... I love my other friends, but with most of them, you have to be careful about what and who you talk about, or else you'll be lectured... he doesn't do that to me...&lt;br /&gt;I think in a bit I'm gonna go collect that friend of mine, and go and visit my nephews.. yep, I got 2 now.. Kenny, who's almost 2 now.. and Keith, who is about a month old.. of course, neither of them are biologically related to me, but I've always considered their mother a sister, and both boys were kind of adopted by my brother.. they'll grow up calling him dad... I'll post some pictures when I get some...&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, that's about all the news here.. later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111781400739572532?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111781400739572532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111781400739572532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111781400739572532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111781400739572532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/06/update-i-know-its-about-time.html' title='Update.. I know, it&apos;s about time'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111716732311880650</id><published>2005-05-27T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T01:15:23.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Killer Blog Surveys</title><content type='html'>I was passed this by &lt;a href ="http://caligirlpei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caligirl&lt;/a&gt;.. and I gladly took on the challenge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my answers for the Blog Survey Challenge are......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of films I own on DVD/video:&lt;br /&gt;Too many to count.. probably about 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last film I bought:&lt;br /&gt;Think it was a Three Stooges pack for Bro.. might have been Aladdin on DVD.. don't remember for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last film I watched:&lt;br /&gt;I watched The Fast and the Furious this afternoon on my computer, does that count??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five films that I watch a lot or that mean a lot to me (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;1. Interview With The Vampire&lt;br /&gt;2. Queen of the Damned&lt;br /&gt;3. Cocktail&lt;br /&gt;4. Bull Durham&lt;br /&gt;5. A League of Their Own&lt;br /&gt;I decided to leave out the Disney movies.. I watch them all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total volume of music files on my computer:&lt;br /&gt;Around 700 files on this computer, about 300 on my other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last CD I bought was:&lt;br /&gt;George Canyon - One Good Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song playing right now:&lt;br /&gt;J Guiles Band - Angel in the Centrefold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six songs I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me:&lt;br /&gt;1. Colin Raye - One Boy, One Girl&lt;br /&gt;2. Statler Bros. - I'll Go To My Grave Loving You&lt;br /&gt;3. Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;4. Janis Joplin - Me and Bobby McGee&lt;br /&gt;5. Dixie Chicks - I Can Love You Better&lt;br /&gt;6. The Rude Mechanicals - Orange Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five albums I can listen to over and over from start to finish - Greatest Hits dont count:&lt;br /&gt;1. George Canyon - Debut&lt;br /&gt;2. George Canyon - One Good Friend&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickleback - The Long Road&lt;br /&gt;4. Eminem - The Eminem Show&lt;br /&gt;5. Eminem - Encore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which 5 people are you passing this baton to (post your answers to these questions onto your blog)::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nick&lt;br /&gt;2. Champ&lt;br /&gt;3. Souris&lt;br /&gt;4. Missy&lt;br /&gt;5. Longears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111716732311880650?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111716732311880650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111716732311880650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111716732311880650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111716732311880650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/05/attack-of-killer-blog-surveys.html' title='Attack of the Killer Blog Surveys'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111682347291395092</id><published>2005-05-23T01:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:44:32.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Apartments and Feline Apparitions</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while since my last post, so I figured I should at least stop in.. let you all know that I'm still here... &lt;br /&gt;I guess the reason I haven't posted is because I've just plain run out of topics... I've got nothing controversial to say... actually, I've got nothing to say at all... although, I don't think I've ever really had anything to say.. I'd just ramble on for the heck of it...&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting used to the new homestead.. a lovely 2 bedroom apartment in the heart of Charlottetown... me and bro are doing pretty good in the new place.. I don't know if we've ever gotten along as well as we do now... it's pretty cool, actually... we had to leave the kitten behind, though... no pets allowed in the building... I think Red has followed us, though... every once in a while I think I see a red cat tearing around a corner, but when I take a second look, there's nothing there.... I have my own resident ghost.. even if it is the ghost of a cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111682347291395092?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111682347291395092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111682347291395092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111682347291395092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111682347291395092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-apartments-and-feline-apparitions.html' title='New Apartments and Feline Apparitions'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111544086612350953</id><published>2005-05-07T01:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:41:06.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: May 28&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 28th day of the month (1 energy) adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your Life Path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 28th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike much of the other 1 energy, this birthday is one that endow with the ability to start a job and continue on until it is finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may prefer to use the broad brush, but you can handle details as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I should add on why I haven't posted lately.. I'm kinda in the moddle of a move.. and I don't have internet at home yet.. that's coming Monday.. once I've got that back, I'll be back on track for sure... don't have a phone yet either.. figures, I'll have my internet set up before having a phone.. *L*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111544086612350953?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111544086612350953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111544086612350953&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111544086612350953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111544086612350953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/05/little-fun.html' title='A Little Fun'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111353744902310593</id><published>2005-04-15T00:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:57:29.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'>my first (and probably last) American Idol critique</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while since I posted, so I figured I'd better soon.. Nick will get ticked with me if I don't keep things up to date... *L*&lt;br /&gt;Let me see, now.. what's been going on?  Not too much, actually... I'm working a lot, trying to get part time for the summer at least.. not sure if I'm going to get it or not... trying my best to keep up to date with The Amazing Race.... I missed it last week.. was talking on the phone with somebody quite special... *G* so I didn't mind missing it too much... more on him in another post... someday... maybe... maybe I want to keep him under wraps... *G*&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Idol was in town recently... I've been told that I know a few people who got their golden tickets to go on to Moncton.. which is cool.... hope they can also go further, and actually compete in the finals.. I guess I have to pay more attention to it this year.. get my mom to tape it for me like she does The Amazing Race.. &lt;br /&gt;I watched American Idol for the first time this contest, and I was wowed by a couple of the contestants.. Constantine, who is very cute, was AWESOME singing Bohemian Rhapsody... I mean, it's not the easiest song to do.. Vonzell did an awesome job as well.. if she made a mistake, I didn't hear it... Carrie did a Pat Benotar song.. and sounded just like her.. very good.. and Anwar reminds me of Stevie Wonder.. I don't know why, he just does... Scott did ok with his Hall and Oates song, but he needs to show more enthusiasm with the lower parts of the song... everybody else was rather forgettable.. although, I was laughing through Anthony's performance, because whenever I hear that song, all I hear is.. every time you go away, you take a piece if &lt;i&gt;meat&lt;/i&gt; with you... I know that's not what he's saying, but that's what I hear.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Nadia was voted off... although she is a good singer, the song she chose was one I've never heard before.. and I couldn't get into it.. oh well... not like I was even eligible to vote... that comes when Canadian Idol starts... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. enough rambling from me.... till next time........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111353744902310593?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111353744902310593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111353744902310593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111353744902310593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111353744902310593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-and-probably-last-american.html' title='my first (and probably last) American Idol critique'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111267732921692577</id><published>2005-04-05T02:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T02:02:09.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night rant... I think.....</title><content type='html'>I haven't done it in a while, but I feel the need to rant... funny thing is.. I don't have anything to rant about... weird, huh??  with all the crap that's been going on lately, I have NOTHING to rant about...&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sleeping well.. because I'm missing a rather large red and white cat that usually takes up all the feet room on the bed... it just feels weird being there without him sitting on my feet.... and it's strange for him not to be keeping me warm when I'm sitting on the couch watching tv, or playing games on the computer... I guess it all gets better with time....&lt;br /&gt;You know, with all the cats I've had over the years, this is the first one that just up and died on me.. they usually just disappear... it kinda feels weird.. especially since I know that he's in a box in my basement.... we haven't buried him yet.. the ground is still too frozen in our backyard to dig a hole deep enough...&lt;br /&gt;The kitten is starting to realize that Red is not coming back either, I think.. he wanders around the house, lets out the occaisonal whine.. you know he's looking for the big guy.. we just hope that he don't find him in the basement... he went out last night in the rain looking for the big guy... I don't think he would have gone out otherwise, because it was raining pretty hard...&lt;br /&gt;You know.. when I think about it.. for Screech, this would kinda like him losing a step dad... Red was always a part of Screech's life... he was there the day Screech was born... wasn't too pleased about having all these new kittens invading his space... hissed at them every chance he got... and when I tried to get Red introduced to Screech after we decided we were keeping him, Red growled at him... I guess they grew on each other, though.. they played together.. and Screech was always kicking Red's ass.. but I think Red was letting him win.. I mean, geez.. Red was twice Screech's size.. all he'd have to do is sit on him.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I guess this was more of a ramble than a rant... but what do you expect at 2am???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111267732921692577?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111267732921692577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111267732921692577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111267732921692577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111267732921692577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/04/late-night-rant-i-think.html' title='Late night rant... I think.....'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111251171278947038</id><published>2005-04-03T04:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T04:46:47.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music</title><content type='html'>Due to popular demand.... I'm removing the Kylie Menogue song.. *G*  I picked this Song, George Canyon's My Name, because I happen to love this guy... He comes from the town of Hopewell, in Pictou County, NS, which is just outside of Stellerton, NS.. I lived in New Glasgow, NS for the first 11 years of my life, with the exception of the first year, in which I lived near Halifax, and went to school in a small town very close to Hopewell, called Riverton... If I was about 8 years older, I probably would have been in this fellow's class.... Last year, he came in second in the Nashville Star competition, and has seemed to do very well for himself since then... I love the song, I love George's music... I hope you do too...&lt;br /&gt;Check out Georges' website &lt;a href="http://www.georgecanyon.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111251171278947038?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111251171278947038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111251171278947038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111251171278947038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111251171278947038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-music.html' title='New Music'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111242573779626476</id><published>2005-04-02T02:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:08:57.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP RedDevil</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/thumbnails/Red/thumb_Red14.JPG"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/thumbnails/Red/thumb_Red15.JPG"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/thumbnails/Red/thumb_Red6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to announce that my beloved kitty cat, Red, past away Friday morning, around 11:30am.  He had been sick for a couple of days, and hadn't moved from the spot where he had been laying for about 12 hours, so Mom decided to take him to the vet.  He died in the car on the way. The vet said that what happened to him was he had crystals in his urinary tract, which were blocking things, making it impossible for him to urinate.  The toxins created by this caused his heart to stop.  We estimate his age to be around 7-10 years old.  He will be buried in our backyard sometime Saturday afternoon, in a spot where the sun always shines, and he can hear the birds singing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111242573779626476?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111242573779626476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111242573779626476&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111242573779626476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111242573779626476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/04/rip-reddevil.html' title='RIP RedDevil'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111177347847483566</id><published>2005-03-25T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T13:57:58.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Video</title><content type='html'>As I said on &lt;a href="http://caligirlpei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caligirl's blog&lt;/a&gt;, I am working on how to put video on these sites.... I think I've got it figured out.. but I need some video to test it.... I was going make a small clip to try.. but I can't figure out how to do it without the Windows Movie Maker... and to get that.. I have to reinstall windows... so it could be a while before I get everything figured out...&lt;br /&gt;so, as Nick would say... stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111177347847483566?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111177347847483566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111177347847483566&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111177347847483566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111177347847483566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/video.html' title='Video'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111136011754287850</id><published>2005-03-20T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T19:08:37.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'No MSN At Work' Rant</title><content type='html'>You know what??  I think everybody should be allowed to use msn at work, if you work on a computer or the internet.... this being able to run around the internet, but not see who is online is dumb.... maybe I use it too much, kinda like a person who must know what time it is all the time... wait a minute.. I'm a person who needs to know what time it is all the time.. *L*  damn... Having to know who is online all the time is definately a compulsive thing.. I mean.. needing to know if this person is online, or if that person is online... if they're close by, why not just pick up a phone and call??  Because that's too friggin simple, that's why!!  It's much more fun to type to them... you almost have a little more confidance talking to people that way... or at least, I do.. *L*  I'm a little less shy when I type then when I speak.. haven't figured that one out yet.. maybe someday... maybe someday I'll also be able to afford a shrink to figure all this crap out too... you never know...&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I do know the reasoning behind not being able to use msn at work... people would probably be chatting more than working.. which is probably no surprise... I know I wouldn't... but that's because I've worked in two different places that did allow msn to be used... and when things were busy, I'd ignore msn messages that weren't from coworkers... but I'm probably one of few... &lt;br /&gt;You say, "but Riki, you can get a web based version of msn messenger, so you don't have to download it onto your computer at work."  Yes, I know this... but the network admin here knows where they are on the internet.. well, the most popular ones anyway.. and has blocked them... so I can't use them either... &lt;br /&gt;Oh well... so no msn.. I guess I'll just have to keep popping into hotmail every few minutes to check for new mail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111136011754287850?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111136011754287850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111136011754287850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111136011754287850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111136011754287850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-msn-at-work-rant.html' title='The &apos;No MSN At Work&apos; Rant'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111126375931766290</id><published>2005-03-19T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T16:24:04.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Alcohol Knowledge Test</title><content type='html'>This is another that I &lt;i&gt;borrowed&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missy's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Vodka&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! You're 97 proof, with specific scores in beer (80) , wine (50), and liquor (52). &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;All right...you're getting into the harder stuff. A good martini, a Mai Tai or straight shots of hard liquor is what you're into. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/mt_pics/146/14674075597740859281/16336235046633759176-5.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=9 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=141 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;6%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;proof&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=138 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=12 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;92%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;beer index&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=123 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=27 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;82%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;wine index&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=126 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=24 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;84%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;liquor index&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16336235046633759176'&gt;The Alcohol Knowledge Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=14674075597740859281'&gt;hoppersplit&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111126375931766290?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111126375931766290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111126375931766290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111126375931766290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111126375931766290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/alcohol-knowledge-test.html' title='The Alcohol Knowledge Test'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111095189269715662</id><published>2005-03-16T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T01:44:52.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm home... much quicker than I thought I'd be... I expected to still be in the hospital, sleeping of the anesthsia... but nope.... I guess shit happens sometimes... this is what happened....&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I went to Halifax... at 12:30pm, I arrived at the Infirmary to begin with the pre-admission testing... this entails bloodwork, an ecg, and a nice sitdown chat with a nurse and an anesthetist.... it altogether took about 3 hours.... no big deal... when we were finished, we went over and checked into Point Pleasant Lodge... that evening, bro and I went out visiting, which was part of our plan... Tuesday morning, I went back to the Infirmary at my appointment time, which was 7:45am, the surgery to take place at 9:15am... about 8:am, a nurse comes over to where me and mom are sitting and told us that there were a few snags in the schedule... 1, the doctor who was to do my surgery was called out to an emergency.. which is no big deal, I don't mind waiting when it comes to something like that... 2, they didn't have any beds availible.. and because of this, the surgery couldn't be done, because I had to be admitted... so we waiting to see if a bed would come availible... at about 11:30am, 2 hours after my surgery was to begin (and probably about 15 minutes after it would have been finished as well), we were told that the likelyhood of a bed coming availible was pretty slim, and we had 2 options... go back to the Lodge, and try the whole deal over again the next morning, or just go home.... we decided to go home... I wasn't going to go in, and get myself all ready for surgery again and have it be cancelled again...&lt;br /&gt;So, we went back to the Lodge, and we couldn't get the door open to our room.. mom thought that there might be something wrong with the keycard, so she went down to the front desk to see if she could get another one... they told her that they had locked the door because the parking fee for the day hadn't  been paid... a miniscule amount of $8.05.... and we hadn't even checked out yet.... Well... mom got mad.. not a pretty picture... she told them that we were leaving anyway, and to open the damn door.. we had 10 minutes to get our stuff out and be gone.... good thing that when we go to Halifax, we travel light... so we left.. picked up bro at my friend's place, where he stayed the night.... and we were on our way out of the city... Mom actually let bro drive all the way to and all the way home from Halifax... which is a first... On the way home, we near got smucked up by a tractor trailer who decided he was going to pull out and pass another tractor trailer who obviously didn't look in his mirror to see if there was enough room for him to pull into the passing lane (there wasn't, or else bro wouldn't have had to slam on the brakes) or think it was neccessary to turn on his signal light to let us know he was going to pull out... with my dad being a truck driver as well, an argument ensued when we got home about who was at fault... being asleep at the time, I don't know the whole scene, but I believe the guy driving the truck is one of the idiots that give truckers a bad name.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111095189269715662?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111095189269715662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111095189269715662&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111095189269715662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111095189269715662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jig.html' title='Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111078120766272823</id><published>2005-03-14T02:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T02:23:08.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Until We Meet Again....</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess this'll be my last post for a bit... I'm going to Halifax for some minor surgery... probably won't be back for a week... hope you won't miss me too much.. and depending on which branch of the VG I'm going to, I'll probably be able to check in every now and then... all I ask is that someone plays with Skritch every once in a while.. he can get lonely sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;So, until I return, I thought I'd leave you with a song I'm sure that I'll be singing someday.... Enjoy.. *G*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. and Nick.. you gotta come back to life, hun... the world just isn't the same without you, hun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111078120766272823?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111078120766272823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111078120766272823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111078120766272823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111078120766272823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/until-we-meet-again.html' title='Until We Meet Again....'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111052446439127988</id><published>2005-03-11T02:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T17:05:53.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music... Makes The People.. Come Together... Results</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm home... it's 3am, almost.. *G*  and I've gotten no requests.... so, I've decided I'll just pick one myself... and it shall be the new music here.. until I decide to change it again.. *L*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, if there are any requests, please leave them here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, since I had to choose without any requests.. the song that I choose is the namesake of this post.... Music, by Madonna.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT**&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to apologize to anyone who might have tried to make a request last night.. it appears that posting on blogs was impossible... I'm not sure if it has been fixed yet.. but I'll leave this one here for a while... so request away, as long as blogspot lets you.. *G*&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Mar 11, 5:05pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111052446439127988?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111052446439127988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111052446439127988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111052446439127988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111052446439127988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-makes-people-come-together_11.html' title='Music... Makes The People.. Come Together... Results'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111050959460648107</id><published>2005-03-10T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T01:15:16.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music.... Makes the People.... Come Together...</title><content type='html'>The newest addition to my blog site has been the sound component, except for my new friend Skritchie... and since there has been so much talk about music on the blogs lately, and knowing that I wanted to change the song that it playing, I decided to take some requests.... leave your request, and I'll choose and put one on when I get home tonight (3am-ish)....&lt;br /&gt;So, let the requests begin!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111050959460648107?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111050959460648107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111050959460648107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111050959460648107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111050959460648107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/music-makes-people-come-together.html' title='Music.... Makes the People.... Come Together...'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111022302635050579</id><published>2005-03-07T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T15:17:06.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Killers</title><content type='html'>I stole... I mean, &lt;i&gt;borrowed&lt;/i&gt; these from &lt;a href="http://www.missytude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missy's blog&lt;/a&gt;... Gotta love a quiz,eh??  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/flu-phlegm.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/rejectedcrayonquiz/"&gt;What Rejected Crayon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Green is my favorite color....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Coquette&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/coquette.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a pro at playing the age old game of hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style runs hot and cold, giving just enough to keep them chasing you.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and self-sufficient, you don't need any one person to make you compelte.&lt;br /&gt;And that independence is exactly what makes people pursue you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/seducerquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... maybe I'm just too independant.... could be why I'm &lt;b&gt;still single&lt;/b&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111022302635050579?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111022302635050579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111022302635050579&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111022302635050579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111022302635050579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-killers.html' title='Time Killers'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-111008974456850788</id><published>2005-03-06T02:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:15:44.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Computer Saga, Part 5</title><content type='html'>Well, Friday was my day off, so I figured that would be the best day for me to go and get that dvd rom put into the new computer, and I also wanted to have the fellow check out why my games are so freaking choppy... I called him in the morning to make sure that he was free to do it, and he was.. so me and bro loaded the computer into the car and brought it down.. I explained to him about how choppy pogo and msn games.. and how I thought that it might be a flaky processor causing the problem... he said ok, he'd check things out for me after he put in the dvd rom drive... so we left, did some running around, then came back... he had the dvd rom installed, but told me that he had no problems connecting to pogo with my computer... said he didn't even try msn zone.. then he tried to tell me that the computer wasn't really set up for multimedia... what a crock... I mean.. what are you going to do with a computer that isn't set up for multimedia?? set it in a corner and make a planter of it???  This guy is trying to screw me over.. and I'm sorry now that I went to a little guy.. even though I usually got better service from them than the big chain stores... he's got one last chance.. if he can't fix it, or refuses to, then I'll make sure you all know who NOT to give your business to in Charlottetown...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-111008974456850788?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/111008974456850788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=111008974456850788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111008974456850788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/111008974456850788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-computer-saga-part-5.html' title='New Computer Saga, Part 5'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284323.post-110980478389403348</id><published>2005-03-02T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T19:06:23.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I Make Good Comic Relief?</title><content type='html'>hehe.. well, I said I'd probably have another rant... Well, I don't know if this is gonna be a rant until I'm finished.. it'll probably take me another hour to type up.. *L*  but that's ok... I don't mind.. gives me something to do between calls when there isn't anything else to do.. like post on PEI Info, or someone's blog.. besides my own, of course...&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you may have noticed, I've discovered a new messageboard.. it is the &lt;a href="http://www.amazingraceguide.com/board/"&gt;Amazing Race Guide&lt;/a&gt; message board... there was very little on it last night when I discovered it, but today there is a review of last night's show, which was Leg #1 in Season 7... My mom taped it for me, so I didn't miss it, like I thought I would.. and there were quite a few comical bits, but since it was so early in the morning when I watched, I don't remember any.. *L*  One that I do remember, is when the mother and son team had to zip line across the gorge, the son mentioned that he was glad that he peed before he got there... I think I might have peed my pants going across that zip line too... they also would have had to bleep everything I said.. because I'm sure there would have been a few explitives....&lt;br /&gt;I've said a few times that I thought me and bro would be a good team on that show.. he doesn't agree with me.. of course, I'm thinking it would be better if I wasn't on dialysis.. *L*  but I can bet that me and bro could get ratings for that show.. I mean, the way we talk when we're together.. would be a lot of bleeping involved there too... hey.. we'd be comic relief.. not a bad deal.. bro is usually comic relief at home as it is..&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I've got to say right now... but the night is young.. I may have more to say later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8284323-110980478389403348?l=my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/feeds/110980478389403348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8284323&amp;postID=110980478389403348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/110980478389403348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8284323/posts/default/110980478389403348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-spot-on-the-web.blogspot.com/2005/03/would-i-make-good-comic-relief.html' title='Would I Make Good Comic Relief?'/><author><name>Riki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06873197932638416102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://www.isn.net/~eharris/images/Riki4JMan.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
