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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 14:14:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LJ vs Facebook</title>
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  <description>Haven&apos;t posted for ages. Probably won&apos;t for some time. For some reason Facebook seems to have taken over. It&apos;s kinda more immediate. I may revisit as Facebook, in effect, is very shallow in it&apos;s ability to express one self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and Emma&apos;s wedding was very good. Must encourage other people to get married at that venue. It just really works.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 15:30:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chickens!!!</title>
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  <description>For those not in the &apos;know&apos;. We now have 8 rescue chickens surrounded by electric fencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s kinda cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues that have arisen:&lt;br /&gt;1) Electric fences and dogs do not mix. Dog is now terrified of that area, which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Talk to your neighbours BEFORE you site the chickens along one side of the garden. We may have to move them a bit further up into the garden or even the woods. Depends if he perceives them as being noisy. No cocks so should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Think we should have locked them in the coop for a day. They are not using it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) No eggs yet!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 11:31:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friday Joke</title>
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  <description>My wife and I went to the state fair and one of the&lt;br /&gt;first exhibits we stopped at was the breeding&lt;br /&gt;bulls. We went up to the first pen and there was&lt;br /&gt;a sign attached that said,&lt;br /&gt;&apos; THIS BULL MATED 50 TIMES LAST YEAR&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife playfully nudged me in the ribs ....Smiled&lt;br /&gt;and said, &apos;He mated 50 times last year.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the second pen which had a sign&lt;br /&gt;attached that said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;&apos;THIS BULL MATED 150 TIMES LAST YEAR&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife gave me a healthy jab and said, &apos;WOW~~That&apos;s more&lt;br /&gt;than twice a week! .........You could learn a&lt;br /&gt;lot from him.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the third pen and it had a sign attached that&lt;br /&gt;said, in capital letters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;THIS BULL MATED 365 TIMES LAST YEAR&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife was so excited that her elbow nearly broke my ribs, and  &lt;br /&gt;said, &apos;That&apos;s once a day. You could REALLY learn something from this one.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her and said, &apos;Go over and ask him if it was with the same old cow.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My condition has been upgraded from critical&lt;br /&gt;to stable, and I should eventually make a full&lt;br /&gt;recovery.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 10:52:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dominoes</title>
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  <description>Last night was our n00b night. It was fun, but we usually order in Pizza. Dominoes had a BOGOF offer going. So we order 6 pizza&apos;s. After placing my order for 6 pizza&apos;s, turns out you can use one voucher per order. So they make me change the order to 2 pizzas, then insist I call back 2 more times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes later, 2nd call, I thankfully persuade the guy that this is ridiculous and to let me put an order for 4 pizzas through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food arrives, it&apos;s the first order only.....the other 4 pizzas arrive 15 minutes later. TWO minutes is all they had to wait. TWO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway life goes on, but that is f&apos;n rediculous.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 10:54:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Being a man is good.</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:49:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have an idea...</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shapeways.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.shapeways.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly sure how I&apos;m going to use this site...but I will find a way.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 10:44:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>THE INTERNATIONAL COUNCIL OF MAN LAWS</title>
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  <description>1: Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: It is OK for a man to cry ONLY under the following circumstances: &lt;br /&gt;            (a) When a heroic dog dies to save its master. &lt;br /&gt;            (b) The moment Angelina Jolie starts unbuttoning her Blouse. &lt;br /&gt;            (c) After wrecking your boss&apos;s car. &lt;br /&gt;            (d) When she is using her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: Any man who brings a camera to a stag night may be legally killed and eaten by his friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: If you&apos;ve known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off limits forever unless you actually marry her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Moaning about the brand of free beer in a mate&apos;s fridge is forbidden. However complain at will if the temperature is unsuitable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering your mate&apos;s birthday is strictly optional. At that point, you must celebrate at a strip bar of the birthday boy&apos;s choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: In the mini-bus, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not the weakest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: When stumbling upon other blokes watching a sporting event, you may ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who&apos;s playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: You may fart in front of a woman only after you have brought her to climax. If you trap her head under the covers for the purpose of flatulent entertainment (commonly known as a Dutch oven), she&apos;s officially your girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: It is permissible to drink a fruity alcohol drink only when you&apos;re sunning on a tropical beach ... and it&apos;s delivered by a topless model and only when it&apos;s free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: Only in situations of moral and/or physical peril are you allowed to kick another guy in the nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: Unless you&apos;re in prison, never fight naked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13: Friends don&apos;t let friends wear Speedos. Ever. Issue closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: If a man&apos;s fly is down, that&apos;s his problem, you didn&apos;t see anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Women who claim they &apos;love to watch sports&apos; must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to drink as much as the other sports watchers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16: A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17: Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both, that&apos;s just greedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you&apos;d better be talking about his choice of beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Never join your girlfriend or wife in discussing a friend of yours, except if she&apos;s withholding sex pending your response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Never talk to a man in a bathroom unless you are on equal footing i.e., both urinating, both waiting in line, etc. For all other situations, an almost imperceptible nod is all the conversation you need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21: Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on longer than you are able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone. &lt;br /&gt;Hang up if necessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: The morning after you and a girl who was formerly &apos;just a friend&apos; have carnal, drunken monkey sex. The fact that you&apos;re feeling weird and guilty is no reason for you not to nail each other again before the discussion occurs about what a big mistake it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23: It is acceptable for you to drive her car. It is not acceptable for her to drive yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: Thou shall not buy a car in the colours of brown, pink, lime, green, orange or sky blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25: The girl who replies to the question &apos;What do you want for Christmas?&apos; with &apos;If you loved me, you&apos;d know what I want!&apos; gets an Xbox 360 End of story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26: There is no reason for guys to watch Ice Skating or Men&apos;s Gymnastics. Ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27: We&apos;ve all heard about people having guts or balls. But do you really know the difference between them? In an effort to keep you informed, the definition of each is listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&apos;GUTS&apos; is arriving home late after a night out with the guys, being assaulted by your wife with a broom, and having the guts to say, &apos;are you still cleaning or are you flying somewhere?&apos; &lt;br /&gt;&apos;BALLS&apos; is coming home late after a night out with the guys smelling of perfume and beer, lipstick on your collar, slapping your wife square on the ass and having the balls to say, &apos;You&apos;re next fatty!&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this clears up any confusion, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The International Council of Man Laws</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:47:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Long post but some very good images indeed</title>
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  <description>Removed links and what is an lj cut?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 11:28:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The power of children</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 14:27:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.weightcomparison.com/all-weights.php&quot;&gt;http://www.weightcomparison.com/all-weights.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I am no longer 19st 10, a Baby Walrus + Pot Bellied Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 11:03:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chemistry</title>
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  <description>Can anyone with a lab please send me some of this stuff in the post please &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;20&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 15:11:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Short Love Story</title>
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  <description>A man and a woman who had never met before, but were both married to other&lt;br /&gt;people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a&lt;br /&gt;Transcontinental train ~ he in the upper bunk and she in the lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;very tired and fell asleep quickly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1:00 AM , the man leaned down and gently woke the woman saying,&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Ma&apos;am,I&apos;m&lt;br /&gt;sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet to&lt;br /&gt;get me a second blanket?? I&apos;m awfully cold.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;I have a better idea,&apos; she replied. &apos;Just for tonight, let&apos;s pretend that&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re married.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Wow! That&apos;s a great idea&apos; he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good,&quot; she replied. &quot;Get your own fucking blanket.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment of silence, he farted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 14:00:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cool Buildings</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 11:07:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lidl Spam</title>
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  <description>I like Lidl for the unique products it offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week they have surpassed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potted plants, a wall mounted loo brush (????) and a chunder collector (they call it a facial sauna). Brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lidl.co.uk/uk/home.nsf/pages/c.o.20081113.index.ar6?OpenDocument&amp;resetFilialDaten=1&amp;id=198&amp;zipcode=BA3%202DL&amp;city=Somerset&amp;city2=Midsomer%20Norton&amp;street=39%20High%20Street&amp;ar=6&quot;&gt;http://www.lidl.co.uk/uk/home.nsf/pages/c.o.20081113.index.ar6?OpenDocument&amp;resetFilialDaten=1&amp;id=198&amp;zipcode=BA3%202DL&amp;city=Somerset&amp;city2=Midsomer%20Norton&amp;street=39%20High%20Street&amp;ar=6&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 13:45:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The difference between Man and Woman</title>
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  <description>HER DIARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation wasn&apos;t flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn&apos;t say much.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what was wrong; he said, &apos;Nothing.&apos;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he wasn&apos;t upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the way home, I told him that I loved him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled slightly, and kept driving.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t explain his behavior.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why he didn&apos;t say, &apos;I love you, too.&apos;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just sat there quietly, and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to seem distant and absent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 15 minutes later, he came to bed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He fell asleep - I cried.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don&apos;t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My life is a disaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;HIS DIARY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boat wouldn&apos;t start today and I can&apos;t figure it out, but at least I got laid.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 23:21:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rain and what it can do...</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 14:32:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things that happened to me over the weekend.</title>
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  <description>1) Decided to use an axe to create channels to plant a lot of tulips. Axed through the internet. Weirdly phone still worked.&lt;br /&gt;2) Stayed at a friends who had two chickens. Betty ate one. Not good, but it&apos;s within her nature and it really wasn&apos;t her fault. We thought all the chickens were put away. Hasn&apos;t changed the fact I want chickens, however happy now to have battery rescue chickens. This will at least allow me to introduce Betty to them and train her not to go for them.&lt;br /&gt;3) Went to Longleat on Monday after Internet is repaired. Beautiful day, with clouds in the distance. Halfway around the f*ck-off huge maze, we get hit by rain and hail.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 09:27:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fires</title>
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  <description>One thing I have learnt....&lt;br /&gt;A roaring fire is a cold fire. I&apos;d always thought that opening up the vents would create more heat, but all it does is push more air through and up the chimney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a hot fire you need to &apos;slow&apos; the burn down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now stop thinking about and go make yourself a fire. Not to close to your computer. They really don&apos;t like it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 10:15:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>2 sets of jokes</title>
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  <description>1)&lt;br /&gt;The 7 Dwarfs go to the Vatican and, because they are the 7 Dwarfs, they are immediately ushered in to see the Pope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy leads the pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Grumpy, my son,&apos; says the Pope, &apos;what can I do for you?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy asks, &apos;Excuse me your Excellency, but are there any dwarf nuns in Rome ?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope wrinkles his brow at the odd question, thinks for a moment and answers, &apos;No, Grumpy, there are no dwarf nuns in Rome .&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background, a few of the dwarfs start giggling.  Grumpy turns around and glares, silencing them. Grumpy turns back, &apos;Your Worship, are there any dwarf nuns in all of Europe ?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope, puzzled now, again thinks for a moment and then answers, &apos;No, Grumpy, there are no dwarf nuns in Europe .&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, all of the other dwarfs burst into laughter.  Once again, Grumpy turns around and silences them with an angry glare.  Grumpy turns back and says, &apos;Holy Father, are there ANY dwarf nuns anywhere in the world?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope, really confused by the questions says, &apos;I&apos;m sorry, my son, there are no dwarf nuns anywhere in the world.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other dwarfs collapse into a heap, rolling and laughing, pounding the floor, tears rolling down their cheeks, as they begin chanting......&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Grumpy screwed a penguin!&apos;  &apos;Grumpy screwed a penguin!&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Body Stats&lt;br /&gt;Body Statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes your food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach. &lt;br /&gt;One human hair can support 3 kg (6 lb). &lt;br /&gt;The average man&apos;s penis is three times the length of his thumb. &lt;br /&gt;Human thighbones are stronger than concrete. &lt;br /&gt;A woman&apos;s heart beats faster than a man&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet. &lt;br /&gt;Women blink twice as often as men. &lt;br /&gt;The average person&apos;s skin weighs twice as much as the brain. &lt;br /&gt;Your body uses 300 muscle s to balance itself when you are standing still. &lt;br /&gt;If saliva cannot dissolve something, you cannot taste it. &lt;br /&gt;Men who read this are probably still busy checking their thumbs.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 09:09:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Becoming an arborologist</title>
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  <description>After investigation, watching youtube videos, and even going to sites like www.arbtalk.co.uk last night, I think I&apos;ve come to the conclusion that climbing a tree with a chainsaw is a job that should be done by somebody with 3+ years training and a hell of a lot of experience.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 12:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Log systems</title>
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  <description>Come to the conclusion, I have a new &apos;hobby&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put:&lt;br /&gt;1) Chainsaw tree into axable size logs.&lt;br /&gt;2) Axe them to burnable sizes and stack somewhere to start seasoning near house.&lt;br /&gt;3) Stack in cabin with me to dry out. &lt;br /&gt;4) Repeat 1-2&lt;br /&gt;5) Move now dried logs to &apos;ready to burn&apos; fire baskets etc.&lt;br /&gt;6) Move stack of drying logs into cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinse and repeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise with a purpose at lunchtimes. I can now swing an axe accurately at any zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does make the cabin feel a bit damp initially, but that soon goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of note, when code really pisses me off, grabbing a coffee, and while the coffee percolates away, getting out an axe and bludgeoning some big logs...is extremely calming.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 10:26:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Joke for the day...courtesy of Hagar</title>
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  <description>A cruise on the Pacific goes all wrong, the ship sinks, and there are&lt;br /&gt;only 3 Survivors; Bob, Tom and Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;They manage to swim to a small island and they live there for a couple&lt;br /&gt;of years doing what&apos;s natural for men and women to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several years of casual sex, all the time, Debbie felt absolutely&lt;br /&gt;horrible about what she was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, she felt so guilty having sex with both Bob and Tom that she&lt;br /&gt;killed herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tragic, but Bob and Tom managed to get through it. But, after a&lt;br /&gt;while, Bob and Tom&apos;s resistance to natures urgings waned, and the&lt;br /&gt;inevitable happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a couple more years went by and Bob and Tom began to feel&lt;br /&gt;absolutely horrible about what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they buried Debbie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 09:00:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cuff-links and persuasion.</title>
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  <description>With Alan&apos;s help, I think I&apos;ve persuaded Hagar (who is learning to be a silver smith) to make a pair of Horde emblem cuff links. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early days yet, be anyone else want some?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 08:35:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NEW STOCK MARKET TERMS</title>
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  <description>CEO -- Chief Embezzlement Officer.&lt;br /&gt;CFO -- Corporate Fraud Officer.&lt;br /&gt;BULL MARKET -- A random market movement causing an investor to mistake&lt;br /&gt;himself for a financial genius.&lt;br /&gt;BEAR MARKET -- A 6 to 18 month period when the kids get no allowance, the&lt;br /&gt;wife gets no jewelry, and the husband gets no sex.&lt;br /&gt;VALUE INVESTING -- The art of buying low and selling lower.&lt;br /&gt;P/E RATIO -- The percentage of investors wetting their pants as the market&lt;br /&gt;keeps crashing.&lt;br /&gt;BROKER -- What my broker has made me.&lt;br /&gt;STANDARD &amp; POOR -- Your life in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK ANALYST -- Idiot who just downgraded your stock.&lt;br /&gt;STOCK SPLIT -- When your ex-wife and her lawyer split your assets equally&lt;br /&gt;between themselves.&lt;br /&gt;FINANCIAL PLANNER -- A guy whose phone has been disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;MARKET CORRECTION -- The day after you buy stocks.&lt;br /&gt;CASH FLOW-- The movement your money makes as it disappears down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO -- What you yell after selling it to some poor sucker for $240 per&lt;br /&gt;share.&lt;br /&gt;WINDOWS -- What you jump out of when you&apos;re the sucker who bought Yahoo @&lt;br /&gt;$240 per share.&lt;br /&gt;INSTITUTIONAL INVESTOR -- Past year investor who&apos;s now locked up in a&lt;br /&gt;nuthouse.&lt;br /&gt;PROFIT -- An archaic word no longer in use.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting a lot of these at the moment, mainly from my dad who lives in America.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 13:18:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A message to the investment bankers everywhere</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/adamreynolds/pic/0000bgaw/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/adamreynolds/pic/0000bgaw/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;216&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the bonuses some of them will be paid this year are down 60%....</description>
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