<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:02:45.095-04:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='News'/><category term='Weird News'/><title type='text'>Growth Spurt</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi! My name is Isaac Privett and here I am getting out into the world, exploring new things, and establishing the identity I will have for the rest of my life. I am starting this blog to inform people about the trials and tribulations of growing up in todays world and making decisions that will affect me for years to come.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-5944854185936891325</id><published>2007-03-02T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:24:23.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What I have been up toI haven't posted in a few days because I have been busy painting. Yes, I am an artist or at least pretend to be one. I guess I will share a few finished pieces that I have been working on.I am pretty proud of these and there are plenty more to come.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5944854185936891325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5944854185936891325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#5944854185936891325' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MHUfHxOpqUg/Rejb0utgIiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZW2GxI0eXHY/s72-c/Passion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-4522688918327978480</id><published>2007-02-26T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:02:27.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is the new upcoming spring fashion for school girls in England? Baby bellies!This story needs to get more press because I hope the trend doesn't jump the pond and become a problem here. This story is off of Foxnews.comPregnant 14-Year-Old Says Having a Child Is the Newest Fashion Among Teens      LONDON —  The newest fashion among schoolgirls is getting knocked up, according to one pregnant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4522688918327978480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4522688918327978480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#4522688918327978480' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-7696860278341231065</id><published>2007-02-26T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T15:45:16.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Honey, I would like you to meet my mistress."Sometimes I have a hard time believing the news, but this story is too good to make up. Off of Reuters.com:Stand-in mistress sought to take wife's abuseBEIJING (Reuters) - A Chinese businessman has advertised on the Internet for a stand-in mistress to be beaten up by his wife to vent her anger and to protect his real mistress, Chinese media reported </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/7696860278341231065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/7696860278341231065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#7696860278341231065' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-8543131287418233105</id><published>2007-02-26T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:30:16.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HoroscopesI for one check my horoscope every day out of habit. I think astrology is a fascinating practice and if fun to play around with. Sometimes astrology can lead to insight on certain subjects merely because you haven't thought about that angle. However, I learned rather quickly not to put any stock in what my horoscope says for that day. Then the question is why do I look at them if they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8543131287418233105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8543131287418233105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#8543131287418233105' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-5383200745531158735</id><published>2007-02-26T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:14:39.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Takei responds to Tim Hardaway's anti-gay commentsFor those that haven't read about it, former NBA star, Tim Hardaway, made some pretty harsh comments slamming people who are of he homosexual orientation. Here is some of what he said off of ESPN.com"You know, I hate gay people, so I let it be known," Hardaway said. "I don't like gay people and I don't like to be around gay people. I am homophobic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5383200745531158735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5383200745531158735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#5383200745531158735' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-3144438932975702631</id><published>2007-02-25T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:06:36.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are you a little too hairy?This is off Reuters.comSpearmint tea may help treat excess body hairNEW YORK - A few mugs of spearmint tea could help women combat excess facial and body hair, Turkish researchers report.        Women with excess body hair, a condition known as hirsutism, who drank two cups of the herbal tea a day for five days showed significant reductions in their levels of free </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3144438932975702631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3144438932975702631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#3144438932975702631' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-8939825951291277294</id><published>2007-02-25T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T11:57:39.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chinese man claims lack of sex lead to a longer lifeThis is off Reuters.comMan aged 107 forsakes sex for longevity: paperHONG KONG (Reuters) - A 107-year-old Hong Kong villager, who still enjoys an occasional smoke, has attributed his longevity in part to decades of sexual abstinence, a newspaper said on Sunday.        "I don't know why I have lived this long," Chan Chi -- one of Hong Kong's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8939825951291277294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8939825951291277294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#8939825951291277294' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-1519050215663408119</id><published>2007-02-24T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:31:53.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Airport security get to mimic SupermanThis is off of Reuters.comU.S. airport debuts controversial X-ray scannerPHOENIX (Reuters) - U.S. authorities began testing a controversial new X-ray machine to screen air passengers for weapons in Phoenix on Friday, which critics likened to a "virtual strip search."        The U.S. Transportation Security Administration rolled out an X-ray machine that uses </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/1519050215663408119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/1519050215663408119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#1519050215663408119' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-201071396874374441</id><published>2007-02-24T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T15:20:07.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A sad little pictureI saw this picture on eonline.com. For those of you that don't recognize her, this is Britney Spears getting ready to hit the vehicle of a paparazzi with an umbrella. I must say she looks kind of cute with her shaved head. The only problem is that she looks absolutely batty in the picture. She needs to curl up on the couch for a few days and just eat ice cream.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/201071396874374441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/201071396874374441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#201071396874374441' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-1531030655267201800</id><published>2007-02-24T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:20:35.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Give me a breakThis is off CNN.com  FDA approves ADHD drug VyvanseThe Food and Drug Administration approved Vyvanse, also known as lisdexamfetamine, agency spokeswoman Susan Cruzan said. The drug is made by Shire PLC.Shire hopes the drug will extend its lucrative ADHD franchise once its top-selling Adderall XR begins facing competition from lower-priced generic versions in 2009. Shire plans to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/1531030655267201800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/1531030655267201800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#1531030655267201800' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-2937785557921215794</id><published>2007-02-24T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:07:15.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another odd news storyThis is off of sfgate.comPorn DVD Screams Prompt Sword 'Rescue'A man says he broke into an apartment with a cavalry sword because he thought he heard a woman being raped, but the sound actually was from a pornographic movie his upstairs neighbor was watching. "Now I feel stupid," said James Van Iveren, who has been charged in the case. "This really is nothing, nothing but a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/2937785557921215794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/2937785557921215794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#2937785557921215794' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-4065066019474004839</id><published>2007-02-24T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:56:31.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Important thing she needed to tell meWhat was it? I still don't know because she didn't call me back today. My personal opinion on the matter is that is must not have been too important because she didn't call me back. However, it still wasn't a nice thing to do. There was no need to get me all worked up about it and it only goes to further prove that women are evil.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4065066019474004839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4065066019474004839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#4065066019474004839' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-2685391076566998582</id><published>2007-02-23T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T01:07:11.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder what it isPart of my story from the last couple years is that I met a woman, fell in love, got engaged, and then had a broken engagement when she left me. Why she left, I am still not completely sure. That isn't what is really important because I have been making great strides in moving on. I haven't talked to her in a while now. The only thing is that she called my cell today out of the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/2685391076566998582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/2685391076566998582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#2685391076566998582' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-6936288551614692596</id><published>2007-02-22T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:48:01.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love the odd news storyFrom Reuters.comThief gets F in planning and drivingCALGARY, Alberta (Reuters) - A would-be thief proved himself lacking in key skills like reconnaissance and driving after he tried to pull a heist beside a police-dog training site and then got stuck in the snow trying to flee.        Police in Edmonton, Alberta, said officers were training with a dog at a business late </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/6936288551614692596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/6936288551614692596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#6936288551614692596' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-4817541201909473023</id><published>2007-02-22T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:48:28.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why isn't this getting more coverage?From Reuters.comU.S. family immigrant centers like prisons: reportWASHINGTON (Reuters) - Family detention centers for illegal immigrants and asylum seekers in the United States are like prisons, where residents face harsh discipline and lack adequate health care, two advocacy groups said on Thursday.        The Women's Commission for Refugee Women &amp; Children </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4817541201909473023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4817541201909473023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#4817541201909473023' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-6784309014514611374</id><published>2007-02-22T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T20:48:40.741-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please No...Off CNN.com  Is it finally Scorsese's turn?LOS ANGELES, California (AP)  -- Among the five Academy Award directing nominees, one name seems to be on everyone's lips: Martin Scorsese.Nominated five times previously for best director since the 1980 masterpiece "Raging Bull," Scorsese has gone home a loser each year.With Scorsese's sixth directing nomination, this one for his return to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/6784309014514611374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/6784309014514611374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#6784309014514611374' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-3480840159428508238</id><published>2007-02-21T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:28:56.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saying Goodbye to Women for LentEver seen that movie, "40 Days and 40 Nights"?  Well since lent is upon us, me and a friend thought we would bet we could do the same thing. However we included flirting just for added difficulty. I am not Catholic by any means but I have my reasons for doing so. I just would like to see what my life would be like without that added frustration that the opposite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3480840159428508238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3480840159428508238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#3480840159428508238' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-8025118193578568354</id><published>2007-02-21T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:01:44.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting Star Wars Fan FlickI saw this on Youtube and this is becoming a cult thing. It is actually pretty well done and the special effects are nifty. Enjoy. Apparently, they are in the process of making a second movie.http://youtube.com/watch?v=8NE5elL30w4</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8025118193578568354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/8025118193578568354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#8025118193578568354' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-3620350022938802751</id><published>2007-02-20T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:36:41.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Britney Melt DownThis off CNN.com  Being 25 in the fast lane lands Spears in rehabNEW YORK, New York  (AP) -- Britney Spears has been ridiculed for everything from her 55-hour first marriage to backup-dancer second husband and her recent pantyless partying escapades. Now that she's entered rehab, though, the joke is over.This is a new frontier -- even for Spears, whose well-documented gaffes and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3620350022938802751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/3620350022938802751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#3620350022938802751' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-5656943706460386624</id><published>2007-02-20T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:31:14.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meeting UpdateApparently, the person I left the voice mail with got confused by my message and thought that they missed the meeting. It is very amusing how it turned out. I am sure I will have something interesting to say about it tomorrow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5656943706460386624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5656943706460386624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#5656943706460386624' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-4368138060160382442</id><published>2007-02-20T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:30:12.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fun Start to the DayThe back story for this is very complicated so I will simplify it a bit. I have an important meeting on Wednesday that basically determines the course of my job. It will also determine if I will decide to keep that job. I am woken up this morning from a nice, deep sleep by a knock on the door ans someone asking me if I had the meeting today. My clock read 12:41 pm. That sent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4368138060160382442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/4368138060160382442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#4368138060160382442' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-7532759056047714687</id><published>2007-02-19T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:14:58.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great NewsI decided that I would finally go back to school. Thankfully, I will be automatically re-enrolled to again attend the University of Tennessee. We will see if I can finally get all finished up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/7532759056047714687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/7532759056047714687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#7532759056047714687' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-740568605061762353</id><published>2007-02-19T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T20:10:06.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the News TodayToday is President's Day and it is a relatively slow news day. However, there are a few things of interest happening around the world. From CNN.com:  N.J. civil unions 'big giant step forward,' backers sayTEANECK, New Jersey (AP) -- Shortly after midnight, Steven Goldstein and Daniel Gross renewed their vows as New Jersey became the third state in the nation to offer civil unions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/740568605061762353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/740568605061762353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#740568605061762353' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-5553315965352578871</id><published>2007-02-19T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T19:44:46.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three Years LaterWow, I can't believe almost three years have passed since last writing on this blog. It has been an adventure with many twists and turns. In short, I was engaged, had a broken engagement, dropped everything and moved to Key West, learned a valuable new skill, dropped out of college, got a new job, began painting again, and much more. One thing can't be said. It can't be said that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5553315965352578871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/5553315965352578871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2007_02_18_archive.html#5553315965352578871' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108416192783957656</id><published>2004-05-10T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T00:05:27.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finals WeekIt is finals week here so don't expect me to be posting much. I may get around to throwing out a post or two between studying. Have a great week everyone!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108416192783957656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108416192783957656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108416192783957656' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108378451683198858</id><published>2004-05-05T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T15:19:35.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poor MarthaNEW YORK (Reuters) - Martha Stewart (news - web sites)'s bid for a new trial was rejected by a federal judge who ruled on Wednesday the lifestyle trendsetter received a fair trial when she was convicted of lying to investigators about a suspicious stock sale.LINKI actually feel sorry for Martha Stewart. I know she broke the law, but it seems like she is going to get a harsh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108378451683198858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108378451683198858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108378451683198858' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108363949937460355</id><published>2004-05-03T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T23:03:48.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rocky Horror Picture ShowI walked around the corner to see a large crowd gathered at the door. It was midnight and I was somewhat surprised to see these many people out and about. I halfway expected to be one of the few people in the lecture center that night. Then again, I had no idea what I was getting myself into and really was looking for anything to do. That day hadn’t been anything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108363949937460355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108363949937460355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108363949937460355' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108354698692125174</id><published>2004-05-02T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:20:41.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Archive fixedI noticed that my archive was broken so now it should be fixed. I looked at my writing in the beginning I am blown away at the differences!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108354698692125174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108354698692125174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108354698692125174' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108354613116538665</id><published>2004-05-02T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:06:26.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Night To Be RememberedI worte this a couple days ago and thought I would share:I walked down the path lost in thought. I could hear the laughs and music in the distance. Almost the entire campus was at prom and having a wonderful time from the sound of it. Everyone except for me of course. However, I had myself and that is all that I needed.The only other sounds out this night were the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108354613116538665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108354613116538665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108354613116538665' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108325762761357589</id><published>2004-04-29T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T12:57:57.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Volunteer Tailgate PartyAnother Volunteer Tailgate Party is up. I know I haven't been following them all that well due to my lazy ways, but I will try to remedy that. Anyway, you should check it out and see what other blogs are up to.http://www.busymom.net/archives/001283.html#001283</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108325762761357589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108325762761357589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108325762761357589' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108320357120963693</id><published>2004-04-28T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T22:14:00.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know I tried to be nice and politely inform of the dangers of smoking and someone didn't listen. So now I am going to make it easy because a picture is worth a 1000 words right?I tell you because it is bad for you and I wont have to sit there and watch you slowly kill yourself.  I tell you what you put into your body when you smoke it is sort of like this: and you don't listen to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108320357120963693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108320357120963693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108320357120963693' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108312751802394506</id><published>2004-04-28T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T00:50:59.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another one takes the puff...Another person I know has fallen to the amazingly stupid habit of smoking.  Now I am going to write about it and tell everyone out there why smoking is stupid and why they shouldn't be like this person that shall remain nameless. HINT HINT I know you will read this. Anyway, to the why smoking is stupid. I will start with the people think that it is a cool thing to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108312751802394506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108312751802394506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108312751802394506' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108174558789532992</id><published>2004-04-12T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T00:56:54.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update On Bag Full of PowderThe powder turned out to be talcom powder.  No anthrax, coke, or even powdered sugar. I didn't really think anthrax was likely but coke was a possibility. Now the thing that really bums me out is that  video game looked kind of cool. Too bad the RD has it now...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108174558789532992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108174558789532992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108174558789532992' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-108127603933319618</id><published>2004-04-06T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T21:10:01.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bag Full of White Powder?So I get back to school from spring break and notice some oddities upon walking in my room. The first thing I noticed was that my blinds a little messed up and my windows unlocked. I didn't think much about it because I didn't really care. A minute or so later I notice a game sitting on my computer desk. The name of it was Soul Reaver 2 for the Playstation 2 and on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108127603933319618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/108127603933319618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108127603933319618' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107935701084373198</id><published>2004-03-15T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T08:26:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10th PlanetScientist now have discovered a 10th planet in our solar system. The planet, dubbed Sedna, is only 2000 km across and 10 billion km from earth. Many astronomers argue that Sedna is too small to be classified as a planet and you can expect debate to rage on for a long time on the subject. You can read about it here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107935701084373198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107935701084373198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107935701084373198' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107932479383428033</id><published>2004-03-14T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T23:29:43.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spain ElectionThree days after the terrorist attack in Spain, the Popular Party has fallen. The citizens of Spain placed the blame for the terrorist attack on the Spanish prime minister Maria Aznar. Al-Qaeda claimed responsibility for the attack and said that it was carried out due to Spain's support of the U.S. invasion of Iraq. The attack sent a shockwave through the country and the result </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107932479383428033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107932479383428033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107932479383428033' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107907073589065283</id><published>2004-03-12T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T00:55:21.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Website ChangesI have been making some minor and some not-so-minor changes to the site. Let me know what you think about the changes. If you don't like something, don't hesitate to let me know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107907073589065283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107907073589065283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107907073589065283' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107897977369768494</id><published>2004-03-10T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T01:49:42.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex Bracelets Color CodingSo many people have emailed me or asked me about what color sex bracelet signified what act. I have decided that since I have gotten such a reaction, I will post a list that will tell you their meaning. I do not condone the use of the bracelets for these purposes and frankly find the people that do practice these to be cool immature and in need of something better to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107897977369768494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107897977369768494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107897977369768494' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107897893895849665</id><published>2004-03-10T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T23:42:56.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cartoon Well, I decided to draw a quick cartoon this evening. Not a work of art but gets my point accross.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107897893895849665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107897893895849665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107897893895849665' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107889338533837836</id><published>2004-03-09T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T23:39:28.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DreamsI rarely dream. At least most of the time I can't remember anything but people say everyone dreams so I must dream I guess. In you dreams you can fly, become famous, get chased by a psycho killer, or just go through normal every day events. Speaking from experience, dreams seem to be manifestations of your subconscious mind. At least in my dreams I dream about things that worry me or that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107889338533837836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107889338533837836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107889338533837836' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107889182321816490</id><published>2004-03-09T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T23:13:26.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MusicMusic has the ability to bring out so many emotions to the surface of an enormous amount of people world wide. Some people will sway to the beat of a good song, some people will get up and dance their heart out until the sun comes up, some people sing along, and some people will sit quietly and listen intently. My question is why? How can music effect so many people from so many </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107889182321816490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107889182321816490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107889182321816490' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107824021664080732</id><published>2004-03-02T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:13:10.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MarriageI am sure everyone has heard of the big controversy about same sex marriages. Many people are against it, many people are for it, and I think even more people could care less about what the outcome of the argument is. I am in the couldn't care less faction. Most of the people that are against same sex marriage are against it for religious reasons and try to argue for their beliefs and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107824021664080732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107824021664080732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107824021664080732' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107708088559103150</id><published>2004-02-18T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T10:15:05.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy with RobotIt is crunch time with the building of my robot for a competition. Will have an update soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107708088559103150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107708088559103150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107708088559103150' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107664675321406746</id><published>2004-02-12T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T23:35:02.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Windows 2000 and NT Source Code Leak!Extra extra! Read all about it! Yes, Microsoft's source code for Window's 2000 and NT has leaked onto the net and is everywhere. This doesn't bode well for those of us who do not want to be overrun by worms and viruses. I would suggest everyone gets a good firewall and prays for the best. However, this can lead to some nice Windows mods for customization of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107664675321406746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107664675321406746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107664675321406746' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107628520252297992</id><published>2004-02-08T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T19:09:06.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been A Long TimeIt has been a very long time since I have been blogging, but hopefully since things have calmed down a bit, I can get back to the regular scheduled broadcasting. A lot of stuff has happened since I have posted last. We are in the middle of an interesting election for the Democratic primaries, the war in Iraq continues but fails to keep headlines, the world focus on Saddam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107628520252297992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107628520252297992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107628520252297992' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107142184170840181</id><published>2003-12-14T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T13:19:43.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saddam Hussein Captured AliveYes it is true that Saddam has been captured alive outside his home town of Tikkrit. Apparently he has been living in a hole in the ground for a long time. This is a big day for the coalition in the area. Here is a link to a video that announces Saddam's capture.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107142184170840181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107142184170840181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107142184170840181' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107130110035981807</id><published>2003-12-13T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T02:39:27.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Great Doughnut CaperThe night was cold and he could see his breath as he piled into the car with his two accomplices. They were chatting away just as always and none of them really knew what to expect in this adventure. He sat in the back seat alone and shivered, not knowing whether it was from the cold or the prospect of him meeting an untimely demise. The mission was dangerous and they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107130110035981807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107130110035981807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107130110035981807' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107118412776885572</id><published>2003-12-11T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T18:11:03.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex BraceletsThere is a new fashion fad and is taking the country by storm and many of today's youth are wearing them. They aren't pants. They aren't shoes. They aren't a vest. They are little colored gel bracelets that were popular back in the 80's. I am sure you are asking yourself, "So what is the big deal? They are only bracelets." Well, the big deal is that many kids today are calling them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107118412776885572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107118412776885572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107118412776885572' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107085782891695913</id><published>2003-12-07T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T00:44:36.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time TravelAbout three years ago a guy popped up on the net claiming to be a time traveler from the year 2036 and made several posts on the subject. After reading a collection of his posts, I was very intrigued about this fellow and wanted to find out more about him. I did a web search on him and there were many people talking about him. Many of the people talking about him were on weblogs and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107085782891695913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107085782891695913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107085782891695913' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-107085699037494138</id><published>2003-12-07T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T23:17:31.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HolidayI hope everyone had a great holiday because I know I did. I ate a ton of good food and was in the company of good people. It is a great feeling to be with the ones you love and for everyone to be so happy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107085699037494138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/107085699037494138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107085699037494138' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106944593954824668</id><published>2003-11-21T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T15:19:37.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's That Time AgainThis week has been a very busy week for me and I had a ton of homework and stuff to go. Thankfully it is now over and I get to fly home for thanksgiving break. I will try to update when I am home a little but I don't know what my plans will be. Well, off I go. Safe travels to all that are traveling this weekend.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106944593954824668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106944593954824668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106944593954824668' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106917368828066141</id><published>2003-11-18T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:42:44.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EducationSomething has come to my attention about education. I was sitting in class yesterday listening to my professor go on and on about Virginia Woolf and came to realize something very important that most student don't seem to grasp when they are in the class room. In receiving and education they are receiving an education in what a certain institution deems relevant. That is a very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917368828066141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917368828066141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917368828066141' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106917206361246027</id><published>2003-11-18T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:14:57.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question of the DayIf you always resist you impulses, then are you really yourself?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917206361246027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917206361246027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917206361246027' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106917194666427494</id><published>2003-11-18T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:13:00.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Online RadioI have discovered the beauty of online radio. I can now listen to the radio in my dorm where previously, I was unable to listen because radio waves seem to have a problem coming in due to the mountain. I can get radio stations from all over the world and from many different genres. The best part is that it is completely free! That is always a plus since I am a poor college student </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917194666427494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917194666427494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917194666427494' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106917139311624060</id><published>2003-11-18T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:03:47.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Do it now!I really wonder what it is with people and doing things quickly. Apparently it is better to do things quickly then taking your time and doing things right. Many people look up to someone who can get something done quickly but the person who does things right every time goes unnoticed. That makes little sense to me. Shouldn't the person that gets it right every time get more respect? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917139311624060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917139311624060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917139311624060' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106917072579373101</id><published>2003-11-18T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T10:52:40.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breaking NewsI have to decided to post a little more news on my blog for information purposes. Anyway, it seems that Massachusetts has just legalized gay marriage. You can read about it here . I'm going to refrain from saying this is a good thing or not. It is a shaky on either side of the issue.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917072579373101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106917072579373101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917072579373101' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106913147373081365</id><published>2003-11-17T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T23:58:26.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question of the DayHere is a little more of a fun question and be sure to let me know if you have experience with this one:How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106913147373081365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106913147373081365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106913147373081365' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106913131711869031</id><published>2003-11-17T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T23:55:50.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SolarisOk, I know it is another movie review. I will get back to your regularly scheduled broadcasting after these messages. Anyway, I just got done watching this movie and was pleasantly surprised. I wasn't expecting much but it turned out to be a decent movie. The acting was good, the plot wasn't bad, and they even threw in some nice twists. Clooney, as usual, did a great job and really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106913131711869031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106913131711869031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106913131711869031' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106887255893858845</id><published>2003-11-15T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T00:03:08.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Distrust of the GovernmentI have noticed a large amount of distrust in the government by a large amount of people. It made me wonder a bit about the whole situation. I have come to realize that people dislike the government because they believe people get corrupt with power. After thinking about it a bit, I started to think about people that the majority of people trust to hold positions of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106887255893858845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106887255893858845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106887255893858845' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106887152328704355</id><published>2003-11-14T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T23:45:52.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ExorcistI went to he library the other night to pick up a movie to watch. I was really in the mood for something "scary" since I haven't actually been scared by a movie before. I looked at the shelf of DVD's and something immediately jumped out at me. The Exorcist. This movie has a good reputation for being scary so I picked it up and inspected the cover. On the front of the cover there was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106887152328704355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106887152328704355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106887152328704355' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106868333962916165</id><published>2003-11-12T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T19:29:26.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question of the dayHow do you know anything really exists?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106868333962916165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106868333962916165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106868333962916165' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106856604355986291</id><published>2003-11-11T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T10:54:28.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question of the DayHere is a rather famous morality question:You could cure the world of all pain and suffering, but to do that you have to kill one innocent baby. Would you do it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106856604355986291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106856604355986291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106856604355986291' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106852942690183083</id><published>2003-11-11T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T00:44:10.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy?You ask me why I am not happy and I wonder how you could ask me such a thing. I am gone and you are happy. I am alone and you are happy. I feel like I am in prison and you are happy. But you know what? I am glad you are happy and I hope you stay that way. Just don't ask me questions for which you know the answer...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106852942690183083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106852942690183083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106852942690183083' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106848500117860147</id><published>2003-11-10T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T12:23:44.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question of the dayI am going to try my best to put out a question each day in hopes to provoke some thought. Without any further delay:Why is love so easy to find but so hard to keep around?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106848500117860147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106848500117860147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106848500117860147' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106848470271902200</id><published>2003-11-10T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T12:18:46.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Special Shout-outJust wanting to say happy birthday Erica. Congratulations on making it to the big 18!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106848470271902200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106848470271902200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106848470271902200' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106847066484328565</id><published>2003-11-10T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T08:24:48.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Second Model UN conferenceWell, my second model UN conference was a success. I passed the only two resolutions in our committee, but somehow I managed not to win an award for that... I don't really care about awards anyway. Philadelphia is an interesting city. The only problem was that there was no night life where I was staying. Everything downtown was closed by 11 pm...The hotel I stayed in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106847066484328565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106847066484328565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106847066484328565' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106844112931612852</id><published>2003-11-10T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T00:12:32.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The WalkIt was chilly outside and he shivered as he somberly walked down the sidewalk. The companions parted ways and he chose the lone road with destination unknown. Thoughts of her flooded his mind as he walked past neon lights and closed shop after closed shop. Although most shops were closed for the night, there were many people out and about. He took little notice and he continued on his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106844112931612852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106844112931612852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106844112931612852' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106809661830898847</id><published>2003-11-06T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T00:30:36.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gone To PhillyI will be leaving for Philadelphia on Thursday morning. I will be gone all through the weekend just like last time. However, I should be able to do a bit of posting while I am there. Yay for more model UN!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106809661830898847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106809661830898847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106809661830898847' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106809642855391767</id><published>2003-11-06T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T00:27:26.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Axe Effect UpdateI was thinking this morning that I gave up on the Axe Effect a little to quick so I was going to throw my back into it. Maybe it was just a bad day for all the girls on campus on my trial run so I decided to give them a second chance. I took great care to make myself extra attractive this morning. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, combed my hair, shaved, and of course put on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106809642855391767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106809642855391767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106809642855391767' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106806742107555067</id><published>2003-11-05T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:26:52.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drug UseI have heard an increase of talk about drug use in general lately. It may be because I am just noticing it or that there actually is an increase, but I still think there is some things that need to be said. Before I throw out my personal opinions on drug use, I am going to share some facts from a recent survey at my college. They went around the dining hall and this is a survey of 90 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106806742107555067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106806742107555067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106806742107555067' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106796285359730414</id><published>2003-11-04T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:36:52.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting Encounters of Animals vs. HumansWell, I was out surfing blog world and stumbled on an interesting story over at Jaded Journal. It is about the actually hanging of an elephant for killing a person. It even has a picture! I know it is a very sad to read about but it made me think of a video I saw on the net. You may have seen it or you may have not but I always get a chuckle when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106796285359730414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106796285359730414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106796285359730414' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106788948521738733</id><published>2003-11-03T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T14:58:19.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Traveling to the conferenceI made it back safely from the model UN conference even though it was unknown just how we would get back. The trip was interesting in itself and part of that fun is set soley on the shoulders of the Simon's Rock administration for being totally unruly and making the trip much harder then it should have been. On a side note, I find it interesting how they provided </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106788948521738733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106788948521738733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106788948521738733' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106748752547486625</id><published>2003-10-29T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T23:18:50.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Model UNWell, I'm off to DC for some model UN fun. Will be a great experience but sadly I will be out of blog world for 4 days. I'll post and update when I return.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106748752547486625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106748752547486625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106748752547486625' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106744592651074257</id><published>2003-10-29T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T11:45:34.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mess on the netWell, I frequent message boards very often and read many things about many subjects. Yesterday I read something new that I have yet to read. I saw a thread titled Suicide so I click on it to read what is within. I read about a young girl state her intent to commit suicide and she was asking for the best ways to do it. This definitely threw up a red flag. I read some of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106744592651074257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106744592651074257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106744592651074257' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106735375744769466</id><published>2003-10-28T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T10:09:57.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crash Course In EU PoliticsI have been selected for a important position within the UN. I have been selected to be a judge of the European Court of Human Rights (ECHR). Well, not the real ECHR but close enough. I have ended up joining model UN by accident. It kind of fell in my lap in 2 days but I don't mind at all. I am actually a little excited about what's to come. Thursday I am traveling to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106735375744769466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106735375744769466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106735375744769466' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106735137928809939</id><published>2003-10-28T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T09:29:47.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TalentI have heard a very interesting argument in and out of class recently. The basis of the argument is that every human starts off with the same abilities and everyone can reach the same potential. Now this all sounds great but I don't really buy it. There are several examples that lead me to believe exactly the opposite is true. Look at autistic and prodigies for example. They definitely do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106735137928809939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106735137928809939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106735137928809939' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106734941590711517</id><published>2003-10-28T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T08:57:19.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DecisionsWhenever you are faced with a decision you have decide which would be the best decision to make in order to have the best effects. It just depends on the person on what is the criteria for the best decision. Some people choose the one that best suits themselves, some people choose the decision that best suits other people, and some people choose the decision that best fits themselves </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106734941590711517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106734941590711517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106734941590711517' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106728165704764906</id><published>2003-10-27T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T14:07:42.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RainI have always wondered why people consider a bad day to be a rainy day. Why does rain get such a bad rap? I have always associated rain with a clean slate. The sidewalk can be covered in chalk but rain will come and you are left with clean sidewalk. Rain also means growth. Look out at a barren wasteland before a rain. You will see that afterwards that seeds germinate, trees will bud, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106728165704764906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106728165704764906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106728165704764906' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106727472462247298</id><published>2003-10-27T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T12:14:29.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Axe Effect?Yesterday evening I was out on a mission with two friends to get some ice cream and I was at the grocery store. I had my payload of Ben and Jerry's and was about to go to the checkout isle when my two friends being the girlie shoppers they are go to look at all the deodorant hat was for sale buy-one-get-one-free. I walk over and see that they have a bin full of Axe deodorant </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106727472462247298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106727472462247298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106727472462247298' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106694720735160084</id><published>2003-10-23T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T18:13:27.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gloabal WarmingEveryone knows about global warming. Supposedly we are spewing gasses into the atmosphere and they are acting as a greenhouse and warming up the Earth. OK thats sounds great in theory but I need you to explain something to me. It is October 23 and it has been snowing outside off and on for two days straight. It is also very cold outside! Last year it didn't snow until well into </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106694720735160084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106694720735160084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106694720735160084' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106667072389244966</id><published>2003-10-20T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T13:28:14.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crop CirclesThe entry into my brief investigation into the unknown will deal with crop circles. Crop circles have captured the imagination on a smaller scale over the course century, but has grown rapidly with Hollywood's dramatization in movies such as Signs. Some people believe they are hoaxes, some believe they are acts of god, some believe they are created by extraterrestrial beings, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106667072389244966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106667072389244966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106667072389244966' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106666403618935714</id><published>2003-10-20T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T11:33:56.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PoliticsI don't know if it because I have grown older and I have just taken more notice about the politics flying around or if there is an influx of people becomming more interested in politics. Today everyone is a politician and they will definately let known what their stances are. Something that I have noticed is that young people's views aren't as weighted as someone who has a little age </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106666403618935714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106666403618935714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106666403618935714' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106519486661763991</id><published>2003-10-03T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T11:27:46.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Off I go!Well I am flying today because I get to come homr finally! I will post some updates when I get home. Off I go!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106519486661763991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106519486661763991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106519486661763991' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106497986913162091</id><published>2003-09-30T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T23:44:28.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Calculus...Been studying for my Calculus exam on and off all day. I find it hard to believe that Isaac Newton came up with Calculus in a week. Right now I am wishing I could learn Calculus in a week... Anyway, I better get back to studying. I'm not looking forward to this exam at all and this is the first time in my life that I actually can say I do not understand. It is a scary feeling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106497986913162091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106497986913162091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106497986913162091' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106480429988669942</id><published>2003-09-28T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T22:58:19.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MagnatuneI stumbled across a new record label with a revolutionary idea. Play it before you buy it. Their setup is made so that listeners can listen to whole albums before they pay for them. For only $5 the listener can buy the album they just listened to. It is a very nice price compared to the current price of an album established by the RIAA. Another thing that gives them much praise in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106480429988669942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106480429988669942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106480429988669942' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106480088361505208</id><published>2003-09-28T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T22:01:23.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Added A New FeatureWas surfing different blogs and found a neat thing to put up on my site. Its called tag-board and you can use it to leave me a messge when you stop by. It is just another way to leave a general gomment or just say hello. It works real time so you never know who you may end up talking to when cruising past my site!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106480088361505208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106480088361505208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106480088361505208' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106479694092029855</id><published>2003-09-28T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T21:00:49.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random MusingI find it interesting how so much ephasis is put into education, work, and becomming a functional member of society, yet there is little emphasis put into living a happy life. What is wrong with today's world?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106479694092029855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106479694092029855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106479694092029855' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106477497251006373</id><published>2003-09-28T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T14:49:31.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paranormal ActivityI can't help but wonder about things that are considered paranormal activities. Are they just colorful stories from the imagination or is there some scientific explination that can explain them. I aslo have to wonder if the true explination for such things are actually things that wouldn't be so scientific. Will someone ever prove that spirits or other mystical forces that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106477497251006373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106477497251006373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106477497251006373' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106423502084533875</id><published>2003-09-22T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T08:50:20.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are relationships worth it?Before getting into a relationship it would be for the best if you stopped and asked youself if it is worth it. You need to look at the potential gains from having a relationship with that person, but you need to look at the loss. You also need to ask yourself about how far you are willing to go to try and make it work. There is alot to think about and most people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106423502084533875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106423502084533875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106423502084533875' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106377484023466775</id><published>2003-09-17T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T01:00:40.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CommunismI have been reading some of Karl Marx's Communist Manifesto and I can help but wonder about such a system of government that I know so little about. When growing up, children are taught that communism is bad, yet that’s as far as it goes in most cases. Most people don't know exactly what communism is besides the negative appeal being thrown out by the US educational system. I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106377484023466775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106377484023466775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106377484023466775' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-106377226628926729</id><published>2003-09-17T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T00:17:46.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Am AliveYes I know I have been gone for a long time, but I am back and ready to do some serious blogging. I had an awesome summer vacation that was quite eventfull, but now I am back at school and cracking the books. This year should lead to some interesting blog discussions so let us see how it goes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106377226628926729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/106377226628926729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106377226628926729' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-94618419</id><published>2003-05-20T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T01:12:23.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QuestionsWhat if someone only talked in questions? What would people think? Would people get annoying with you? Would people get mad at you? Is it possible to convey properly what you are thinking about only in question? Why would anyone want to only talk in question? Can someone handle questions all day long? Why not try it for one day? Wouldn't you like to see some people look at you funny?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94618419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94618419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94618419' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-94031457</id><published>2003-05-08T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T23:55:28.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ExpectationsIf you pick up your pen and drop it, what do you expect to happen? You expect it to fall down of course. What if one day it fell up? Would you then question the very nature of gravity? Would you then start to question everything that you used to believe before this marvalous event happened? That makes me wonder. Why does it take a marvalous event to start people questioning the very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94031457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94031457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94031457' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-94031106</id><published>2003-05-08T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T23:48:06.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Left or RightOk here is an interesting observation:You are walking down the sidewalk and you notice you are walking right at them. You continue walking straight and you notice you are on a collision course, but yet you press on. You hope that they will turn off and walk somewhere else, but they don't and now you are about ten feet from them. You essentially have three choices. One, you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94031106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/94031106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94031106' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-93734893</id><published>2003-05-04T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:54:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pond CowsIf I said I caught a 27 pond cow this week, would you be able to guess what it is? No it isn't a whale, shark, or wooly mamoth (I knew I read you mind). When I refer to a pond cow, I am refering to the common snapping turtle. It was a tough capture and very dangerous. I snuck around the edge of the pond with my urban camo and used my night vision goggles patiently seeking my target. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93734893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93734893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93734893' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-93316387</id><published>2003-04-26T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T19:22:34.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artificial OilScientist have finally done it. We ca now make our own oil that is almost identical to the oil that we pump out of the ground. This is bad because it isn't clean energy, but now we won't have to rely as much on other countries for our oil.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93316387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93316387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93316387' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-93250731</id><published>2003-04-25T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T13:28:13.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SuperstitionWhat is it about superstition that attracts the attention to a lot of people? Do they really believe that if you walk under a latter, you will get bad luck? Do they really believe that if a black cat crosses your path, you will also get bad luck? You can't forget about the mirrors. Break a mirror and get seven years bad luck. Oh, there is also those numbers that you need to watch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93250731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93250731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93250731' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-93221580</id><published>2003-04-25T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T00:34:46.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Second Volunteer Tailgate PartyHere it is. The second Volunteer Tailgate Party is out. It was hosted by Shots Across The Bow.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93221580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/93221580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93221580' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-92960484</id><published>2003-04-20T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T23:02:18.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacation BluesWe have all felt it. It doesn't come while we are on vacation or even before vacation. We feel the blues on the last day of vacation before we get back to our normal routine. For some people it isn't even a dread of going back to what they normally do. They just crave the joy they feel when they sit back and relax while their cares float away on the breeze. Does this mean that we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/92960484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/92960484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92960484' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5057283.post-92959851</id><published>2003-04-20T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T22:50:38.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>End of Spring BreakWell, spring break is over now and it is time to continue on with the blogging. I appologize to my readers for not updating in a week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/92959851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5057283/posts/default/92959851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://growthspurt.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92959851' title=''/><author><name>Muse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06542648926229552845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
