<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263</id><updated>2009-10-10T05:55:54.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where all the calculators go</title><subtitle type='html'>a blog for the absent minded</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-3410859351714186658</id><published>2007-03-11T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:24:57.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I returnethed!!</title><content type='html'>Blogger is confusing me, and it's late so this is in totally random order. So tada, I have done things, though god knows when or in what chronological order. Maybe that adds some mystery? Am I mysterious? Alright... cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO8OzZcRAI/AAAAAAAAABE/GS77eR_gq3w/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO8OzZcRAI/AAAAAAAAABE/GS77eR_gq3w/s320/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040579370458825730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the planitarium and it was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO72TZcQ_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7o45SUPOXMw/s1600-h/IMG_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO72TZcQ_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7o45SUPOXMw/s320/IMG_1285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040578949552030706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture from Nina's (girl with crown) birthday. I include it because it proves I have a black friend, Mecca (the black one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO7RDZcQ-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OlMRGSJMDfI/s1600-h/IMG_1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO7RDZcQ-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OlMRGSJMDfI/s320/IMG_1242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040578309601903586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friend Kellan and I bonded by beating Aladin. The only game ever which I am better than him at. Except scrabble. And I'm betting tetris (I just have a hunch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO6rzZcQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uLCgTZfbfq0/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO6rzZcQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uLCgTZfbfq0/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040577669651776466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dwight Schrute has been compromised. Surrender 50 dollars and destroy your phone."&lt;br /&gt;We held our friends bobble head randsome. It was glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO4rTZcQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sn63SM94kPQ/s1600-h/n94805050_30575736_5566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO4rTZcQ5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sn63SM94kPQ/s320/n94805050_30575736_5566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040575462038586258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a very old Fort Mac picture which I lifted off of Collins facebook. 4 boys and someone with boobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO6EjZcQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fHzZvSvTNjQ/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO6EjZcQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fHzZvSvTNjQ/s320/IMG_1162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040576995341910978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old, cold orgami penguin. Feel his pain. It's arthritis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO5oDZcQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/PunSbAFtEpE/s1600-h/n21000663_31586516_5413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO5oDZcQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/PunSbAFtEpE/s320/n21000663_31586516_5413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040576505715639218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO45jZcQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/FP_i2oBBePg/s1600-h/n21000663_31586518_6054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO45jZcQ6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/FP_i2oBBePg/s320/n21000663_31586518_6054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040575706851722146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some pictures before a night out. God knows which night, but a night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-3410859351714186658?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/3410859351714186658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=3410859351714186658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/3410859351714186658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/3410859351714186658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-returnethed.html' title='I returnethed!!'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mL6LgrZDX2E/RfO8OzZcRAI/AAAAAAAAABE/GS77eR_gq3w/s72-c/IMG_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-115964797969213417</id><published>2006-09-30T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:45:46.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're lucky I didn't take pictures of my math books</title><content type='html'>Hey hey! These are just a few snippets from the last month and a bit. It's a little shocking how little I have taken the camera out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P1130178.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P1130178.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was back home before school, and Mike was still in the country, the 4 of us went camping on Gabriolla Island. And Mel put a starfish on her head. Rock on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P1130179.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P1130179.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were there they were all like "Hey Kelly, you're a Geology student, what formed these pocky bits in the rock". And I was like.. "fucked if I know". But now I know! It was caused by salt weathering. Take that biotch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P1220182.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P1220182.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my awesome roomies in the stairwell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2060185.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2060185.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca and Chantelle in front of the coolest giant bear statue I've seen so far. Tremble with fear before Darth Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2100189.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2100189.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out last week, and I made a friend represent the Fort Mac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2120190.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2120190.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dogs were snuggling.... I think it's cute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2120194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2120194.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a "hick" party last night, so Hailey dressed up as a preggo and waddled around all night. Strangest part of all? People still hit on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it, that's all. I swear my life isn't as dull as that made it seem :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-115964797969213417?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/115964797969213417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=115964797969213417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115964797969213417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115964797969213417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-lucky-i-didnt-take-pictures-of.html' title='You&apos;re lucky I didn&apos;t take pictures of my math books'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-115483322884931021</id><published>2006-08-05T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:53:42.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco and beyond</title><content type='html'>Better late than never, right? Here are a few pictures from my San Fran trip, plus random things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5270116.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5270116.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture taken in San Fran, in front of a giant heart. Awwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280121.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280121.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakdancers against drugs or something like that. He was doing spinny things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280125.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px 'src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280125.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of Alcatraz as we ferried up to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280134.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280134.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the awesomest part of the trip: The ZOO!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280139.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280139.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280143.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280143.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5280153.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5280153.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5290159.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5290159.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch the World Cup finals in little Italy and it was crazy. We were stuck on the opposite side of the road from the TV, and there was a larger reaction when a bus drove by than when France scored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5300161.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5300161.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! The one, the only, Dadaist toilet. Because it's not just germ infested porceline... it's art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P6020169.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P6020169.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from San Fran, this is Alex and I being lame. It takes a lot of effort for us to be lame, because it is such a stretch from our natural state. That state being coolness obviously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P6060173.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P6060173.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to Calgary for the stampede and saw MC HAMMER. This picture is crap, but just know it is a crap picture of MC HAMMER and be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P1040174.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P1040174.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went down to Edmonton a few weekends back, and I went to see Ani Difranco. But I didn't get pictures of that. What I did get pictures of is us at the science center. Rock on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P1040175.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P1040175.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my Fort Mac pictures! Back to the west coast for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-115483322884931021?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/115483322884931021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=115483322884931021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115483322884931021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115483322884931021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2006/08/san-francisco-and-beyond.html' title='San Francisco and beyond'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-115127461212496946</id><published>2006-06-25T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T06:59:35.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A month (in 7 pictures)</title><content type='html'>Woot for never taking the bloody camera out! Here are the pictures I have managed to take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5010082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5010082.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here we have Alex. What you don't see is the look of horror on Chris' face when he walked into the washroom and saw his rugby buddy taking a BUBBLE BATH. Mmm.. effeminate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5010084.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5010084.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rugby boys wearing spandex at the waterpark bar (West Ed Mall). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5010086.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5010086.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rugby boys wearing spandex and hugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5140093.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5140093.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now to last weekend and the co-op pub crawl. We were way to cool to socialize with the masses, so we did our own pub crawl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5140108.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5140108.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mike totally forgot picking Rachel up. But she remembered.. and she will get her revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5140109.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5140109.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Red Vs White biotches! (Also, incidentally, boys vs girls).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5140110.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5140110.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We're too cool for school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-115127461212496946?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/115127461212496946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=115127461212496946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115127461212496946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/115127461212496946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2006/06/month-in-7-pictures.html' title='A month (in 7 pictures)'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-114581846305041063</id><published>2006-04-23T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T10:29:08.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>halfway point</title><content type='html'>So I figured it was about time to put up some new pictures. Show you how I've grown and matured... and show you the kegger we had last Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2140038.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2140038.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is from about a month ago. Alex and I deepfried some marsbars to great, delicious success.. Mmmm... I want some now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2270042.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2270042.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now we jump up a few weeks to a BBQ which was held at the other student housing complex. This is Dan. He is snazzy and wearing my shoe, which can only add to the snazziness of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2270052.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2270052.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bill and Liz you've been introduced to before. This is Bills drunk face.. Notice the squinty, unevenly opened eyes. They are a trademark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2270055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P2270055.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me looking pretty confused in Bernies arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P3120068.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P3120068.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now we make it to the Kegger! I'm not really sure what the rules are behind boat races, but they don't look like much fun to do. Fun to watch,  but not fun to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P3120072.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P3120072.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is the group of people who were to wimpy to go outside and brave the cold on Friday night. I don't judge though; I was one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ech, a bit of a lazy update, but hey... I'm lazy! And besides, I'm doing this from work so I feel just a titch bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-114581846305041063?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/114581846305041063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=114581846305041063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/114581846305041063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/114581846305041063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2006/04/halfway-point.html' title='halfway point'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-113849104730263609</id><published>2006-01-28T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:55:12.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight for your right</title><content type='html'>At last! What you have been dying to see (don't lie)! Pictures of Fort Mac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110007.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110007.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin with Liz. Hello Liz, how are you? I'm good as well, thank you for asking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Bill, Liz's boyfriend. The accompanying tounge belongs to one Danderson. Bill got "rock star loaded". Or maybe it should be rawk star.. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110019.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110019.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Billdo and Danderson. I think maybe Liz should be worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one which isn't Liz is Mike. Without this guy, and another bloke named Dave that wasn't out last night, I would actually be forced to WORK all day. Thank god for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110016.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Alex. I accidentally punched him trying to get him to be in the picture.. oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, me, Alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P5110022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/400/P5110022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enternal gentelman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-113849104730263609?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/113849104730263609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=113849104730263609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113849104730263609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113849104730263609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2006/01/fight-for-your-right.html' title='fight for your right'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-113254910823267385</id><published>2005-11-20T20:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:21:14.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday like water</title><content type='html'>These are pictures from the Blue Parrot.. or Two Parrot... one of those. The picture taking thankfully didn't start until AFTER we left East Hastings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_1025.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_1025.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_1027.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_1027.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_1030.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_1030.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_1033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_1033.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_1035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_1035.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-113254910823267385?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/113254910823267385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=113254910823267385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113254910823267385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113254910823267385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthday-like-water.html' title='Birthday like water'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-113254900811039514</id><published>2005-11-20T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:08:24.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower Power</title><content type='html'>Halloween in Vanier. I was so excited about my costume that I refused to tell anyone what I would me. It's true what they say though; flowers do have more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_0926.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_0926.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_0941.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_0941.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_0959.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_0959.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Admit it, you could have SWORN that was an actual flower. My powers of disguise are strong indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_0960.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_0960.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The hairiest girl I've ever met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/IMG_0962.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/IMG_0962.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is my shining moment. The inevitable part of a drunken night: When I steel stupid shit. In this case wings, a ukulele, and handcuffs. Don't worry though, I put the ukulele back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-113254900811039514?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/113254900811039514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=113254900811039514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113254900811039514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113254900811039514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/11/flower-power.html' title='Flower Power'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-113047168334286746</id><published>2005-10-27T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:09:36.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn your wedding browns</title><content type='html'>I was in Ottawa last weekend to watch my cousin get hitched. It was good times. Good, sleep deprived, times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my few free hours wandering around Ottawa looking for cool places. Walking past the parliment I tried to play it cool, because I am so not a tourist.. I'm better than all that. Well, I finally gave in and just took the damn picture. Tada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2030278.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/P2030278.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the cerimony I tried to capture the moment. Instead I captured Dee-Dee's head. Oh, and Dee-Dee is my Grandpa for those of you not in the family nicknames loop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2030279.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/P2030279.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt during the general milling about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2030280.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/P2030280.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my picture of the bride. I took a few, all equally aweful. She is the one in white and Mark, the groom, is to the left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2030281.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/P2030281.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sister and cousin with drinks in hand. After one cider my cousin was feeling it. Meanwhile I am sober into my umpteenth rum and coke (and not to pleased about it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/1024/P2040282.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/1242/480/P2040282.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-113047168334286746?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/113047168334286746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=113047168334286746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113047168334286746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/113047168334286746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/10/dawn-your-wedding-browns.html' title='Dawn your wedding browns'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112778274588569377</id><published>2005-09-26T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:11:14.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanier's Finest</title><content type='html'>This Saturday was graffiti night, and there was much fun had. I will let the pictures do the rest of the speeking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0797.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0797.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0803.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0803.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0806.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0806.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0807.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0807.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0808.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0808.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0809.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0809.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0811.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0811.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0815.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0815.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I loved this guy last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0817.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0817.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0816.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0816.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Miguel (above) and Nick (bellow) are soul mates.. yet for somereason they weren't pleased when I tried to make them kiss... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/IMG_0819.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/IMG_0819.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112778274588569377?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112778274588569377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112778274588569377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112778274588569377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112778274588569377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/09/vaniers-finest.html' title='Vanier&apos;s Finest'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112603954928429550</id><published>2005-09-06T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T14:03:54.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't make me shank ya</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Mel's going away QV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9020271.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9020271.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl and I did the classic picture of a picture picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9020272.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9020272.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Bob in this one. He is so happy! The readhead guy was super cool. I believe his name was Jay, but I KNOW he was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9020274.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9020274.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last picture of Mel for a year! How sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9020273.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9020273.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best cat in the world. I always want to call him gizmo, but no, this is cosmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9030275.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9030275.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James forces a smile for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9030276.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9030276.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor doesn't put in quite as much effort, but his blank drooling stare is just as perty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9030277.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9030277.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a photo scavenger hunt yesterday, and these are two of the pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9050280.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9050280.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P9050285.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P9050285.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112603954928429550?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112603954928429550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112603954928429550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112603954928429550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112603954928429550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-make-me-shank-ya.html' title='Don&apos;t make me shank ya'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112559179943362547</id><published>2005-09-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T12:42:44.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun without Rays</title><content type='html'>And lo, there was organization, and it was good. This post gets the time between class and lunch, so you know it is going to be standup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130205.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130207.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130207.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130209.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the creepy equadorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130206.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130206.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130210.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130210.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was the first time down to the campfire. Later on, Ethan broke out the harmonicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130211.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130211.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8130212.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8130212.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Deflated basketball hackey sak. In sandals. Because I'm H-core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8150214.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8150214.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8150219.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8150219.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8150223.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8150223.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That is a moose!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8160225.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8160225.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8170227.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8170227.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On Dans first day we found this dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8170228.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8170228.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We didn't want the beavers to have all the fun, so we built this dam/bridge for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8180230.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8180230.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8190234.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8190234.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8200235.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8200235.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Told you it was cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8210238.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8210238.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These are the coreshackers working on their croquette while us samplers toil away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8210239.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8210239.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8240241.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8240241.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Woot for helacopters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8260242.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8260242.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8270243.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8270243.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It may look nice, but it was a hellish swamp. I tried to campture the evil, but it didn't work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290244.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290244.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290245.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290245.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290246.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290246.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290251.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290251.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was our drilling mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290254.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290254.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A birds eye view of camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290255.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290255.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290257.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290257.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And this is the last campfire. Notice how much darker it is than the first campfire? They were both taken at about 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290258.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290258.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8290259.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8290259.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8300260.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8300260.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8300261.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8300261.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Napping on my last day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8300270.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8300270.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112559179943362547?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112559179943362547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112559179943362547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112559179943362547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112559179943362547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/09/sun-without-rays_01.html' title='Sun without Rays'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112294911603932612</id><published>2005-08-01T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:18:36.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/P8010015.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/P8010015.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is the coolest thing I have EVER drawn. Even better than Cthulhu. It is a blattent rip-off of youyesyou... but who cares. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Spock out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112294911603932612?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112294911603932612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112294911603932612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112294911603932612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112294911603932612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-coolest-thing-i-have-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112284390924389088</id><published>2005-07-31T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:26:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waste of time</title><content type='html'>So one day I was all bord and stuff right. And I was thinking about symmetry and how it is related to beauty and artistic ideals and blah blah blah. I was on a physics kick and was intrigued by the idea of symmetry having to spontaniously break in order to form the imperfect world we live in. Not to say that I am no longer interested in it, I have just found other useless things to ponder in my spare time. Right, but the point was that while on this symmetry kick I began to wonder how symmetrical I was.. and then I decided to make myself symmetrical. SO... tada!! this is the new, improved, symmetrical via microsoft paint, Kelly! One of them is my left side, the other is my right side. Please don't ask me to know the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/comp2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/comp2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/comp1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/comp1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my artistic contribution to this post. The rest of this stuff is from a guy with &lt;a href="http://allmenlikebirdsmustdie"&gt;mad skills&lt;/a&gt;. I just wanted to put it up so that I wouldn't loose the pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/11retarded.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/11retarded.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/1024/loves1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/480/loves1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/unicorns.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/unicorns.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/walrus.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/walrus.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one is my favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112284390924389088?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112284390924389088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112284390924389088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112284390924389088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112284390924389088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/07/waste-of-time.html' title='waste of time'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-112122758643433956</id><published>2005-07-12T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:19:09.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People of the world: Unite!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here is the deal. I am uber lame, and took a grand total of 5 pictures the entire weekend. Just rest assured that it was awesome, and look at my multiple pictures of Kris Demenor, because that is all I have. Other highlights were TOFU, Diamond Joe White, Bo Diddly, and... LADYSMITH BLACK MOMBAZO! *spelt incorrectly?* Basically, I suck for not having taken pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P7090198.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P7090198.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is the Woodland Stage. It was a good place to sit down and read to some good music for the most part. At this particular performance, however, it was difficult to find a bare peice of earth anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P7090202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P7090202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This was, I think, the best part of the weekend. It was stinking hot and raining at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P7090201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P7090201.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A closeup of Kris in the sun/rain. Also, though you can't see it, his pants are fantastic black and white checkerd things. I was considering making a bid for them, but I didn't have Bob to help me out. Besides, I had no man-pants on hand to trade him for. Excellent pants though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P7090203.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P7090203.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And lastly (and coincidentally leastly), my sister in same sun/rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I think you fully grasp the entire weekends fun from those 4 pictures. Job well done Kelly, job well done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-112122758643433956?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/112122758643433956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=112122758643433956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112122758643433956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/112122758643433956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/07/people-of-world-unite.html' title='People of the world: Unite!'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111969070227791580</id><published>2005-06-25T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T02:11:42.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/robirot.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/robirot.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken the camera out in a LONG time.. so here is a little doodling to tide you over. I give you Robirot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111969070227791580?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111969070227791580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111969070227791580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111969070227791580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111969070227791580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-havent-taken-camera-out-in-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111751566495645323</id><published>2005-05-30T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:24:19.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing one for me</title><content type='html'>Summer and time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5240151.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5240151.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5240153.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5240153.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5240157.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5240157.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5250160.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5250160.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5250161.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5250161.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111751566495645323?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111751566495645323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111751566495645323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111751566495645323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111751566495645323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/05/sing-one-for-me.html' title='Sing one for me'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111751552644011812</id><published>2005-05-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:18:28.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby baby baby</title><content type='html'>Meet Teerapara, the newest addition to the Octerlowny family. He has the smallest hands, and no teeth. I like kids when they are in that amusingly gimpy stage. I was trying to make Candice scared of him by mentioning how he resembles a midgit, but she was having none of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5140142.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5140142.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5140146.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5140146.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111751552644011812?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111751552644011812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111751552644011812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111751552644011812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111751552644011812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/05/baby-baby-baby.html' title='baby baby baby'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111568080853534611</id><published>2005-05-09T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T16:20:08.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/leg_art2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/leg_art2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look mom, I am a tree!! Or at least 1/100th of a tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111568080853534611?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111568080853534611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111568080853534611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111568080853534611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111568080853534611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/05/look-mom-i-am-tree-or-at-least-1100th.html' title=''/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111553582159524063</id><published>2005-05-08T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:24:22.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ain't the Summer of Love</title><content type='html'>It was an awesome concert. The type which builds up from basically nothing into a super duper snaz fest. Clearly my explanation does no justice. Here are a shitload of pictures which also do no justice. Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060113.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060113.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David looking like a retard with Darryl in the back; always a good way to start an event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060114.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060114.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson does contemplative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060115.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060115.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I am David's sidekick in retardedness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060117.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060117.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of two awful pictures of BC/DC. I think the circle was a guitar swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060119.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060119.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first BOC picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060120.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060120.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl was dancing like a retard in front of us... turns out David knows her. Birds of a feather flock together I suppose :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a bunch more BOC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060122.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060122.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060127.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060127.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060130.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060130.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060133.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060133.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060136.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060136.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060137.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060137.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060138.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060138.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060140.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060140.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5060141.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5060141.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111553582159524063?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111553582159524063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111553582159524063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111553582159524063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111553582159524063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-aint-summer-of-love.html' title='This Ain&apos;t the Summer of Love'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111527230515766159</id><published>2005-05-04T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:46:42.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Gay Turns 19</title><content type='html'>Man, I wish I could think of a less lame way to put all this together, but alas, this is all I have. Way to much free time on our hands... but without further delay... Peter Gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030091.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Mr. Peter Gay, the celebrated author of “A Godless Jew” and other cult hits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030059.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030059.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sitting ‘round coffee one day, Peter got to reminiscing about his 19th birthday. “Ah, what a crazy night” he began his torrid tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030066.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030066.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We counted down the minutes until I was 19 in front of the liquor store. When at last the clock had struck…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030068.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030068.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… We rushed for the booze…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030060.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030060.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… Then rushed straight for the porn shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030093.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030093.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at that top-class business establishment that I first set eyes upon Pinkly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030087.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030087.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Pinkly, my first true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030077.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030077.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we went down to the pier and read the prohibiting signs… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030075.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030075.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then promptly disobeyed them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030071.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030071.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spine has not yet fully recovered. But nothing could stop me on my 19th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030078.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030078.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with good ol’ Freighty, who had been drinking as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030079.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030079.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he wasn’t feeling so well.. and come to think of it, I wasn’t either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030080.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030080.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best to drive home to a good nights rest. But it wasn’t over yet! Pinkly, my lovely, had a surprise in store for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030088.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030088.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Brian Mulroney, a little heard of politician, but an excellent 1/3 of our threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P5030082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P5030082.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, tuckered out, it was to bed with yours truly, and the end of the happiest day of my life.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111527230515766159?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111527230515766159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111527230515766159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111527230515766159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111527230515766159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/05/mr-gay-turns-19.html' title='Mr. Gay Turns 19'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111223590951492754</id><published>2005-03-30T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T18:52:25.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turn my camera on</title><content type='html'>This trip to the Island didn't produce many pictures. I really have to start taking the camera out more often. It was a bundle of fun though, as it always is. Now that I am back here, I am doing anything you can think of to distract myself from chemistrty work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3280004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3280004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You can sort of see domokun on his belly. Now that I am sober, I think I have to retract my statement that he would make a good metrosexual. That would be a terrible sight, and one which I hope never to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3120034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3120034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3120029.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3120029.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakin out a lil' Nimoy never hurt no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3120036.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3120036.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fooseball action at Robson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very braindead right now. My heart is beating to the music. I think it would be awesome to set up an MP3 blog. Unfortunatly ability, creativity, and motivation are holding me back.. but otherwise... booyea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111223590951492754?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111223590951492754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111223590951492754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-turn-my-camera-on.html' title='I turn my camera on'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-111013730374797168</id><published>2005-03-06T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T12:05:40.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absinth makes the heart grow fonder</title><content type='html'>It was a very, very good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3050010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3050010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; James gets aquainted with res&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3050011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3050011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you caption something like this?? Hailey looking crazy with a bottle of Absinth. I think that is fairly clear from the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3050017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3050017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The participants in the night. Only add me in.. and remove Chantelle, since she was just watching the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good night :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-111013730374797168?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/111013730374797168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=111013730374797168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111013730374797168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/111013730374797168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/03/absinth-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='Absinth makes the heart grow fonder'/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-110955826236301404</id><published>2005-02-27T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T18:37:42.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/Splash%2520Page.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/Splash%2520Page.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-110955826236301404?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/110955826236301404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=110955826236301404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/110955826236301404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/110955826236301404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6664263.post-110728208677511422</id><published>2005-02-01T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T10:21:26.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/640/P3290036.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/112/1242/400/P3290036.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English class well spent. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6664263-110728208677511422?l=sharpmath.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/feeds/110728208677511422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6664263&amp;postID=110728208677511422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/110728208677511422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6664263/posts/default/110728208677511422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharpmath.blogspot.com/2005/02/english-class-well-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>sharpmath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14249670147238948632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01878601447643128026'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>