<?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-6451826</id><updated>2012-02-13T10:53:59.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tetsugaku Co.</title><subtitle type='html'>Sleep is a totally inadequate substitute for caffeine.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-114591479063424289</id><published>2006-04-24T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:39:50.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>Back in business. That's right, I'll continue to update this blog now that I'm back from Pensacola! Sorry that nothing I post will be about my work, but those who know me will understand why. Well, hopefully I'll have some interesting posts up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-114591479063424289?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/114591479063424289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=114591479063424289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/114591479063424289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/114591479063424289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_24.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-114591467580562526</id><published>2006-04-24T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:37:55.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>
</title><content type='html'>Testing dashboard blog entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-114591467580562526?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/114591467580562526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=114591467580562526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/114591467580562526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/114591467580562526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='&#xA;'/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-112613822721547599</id><published>2005-09-07T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:10:27.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates but I am leaving tomorrow morning for Pensacola, FL. Check my Navy blog: www.jeffsnavyblog.blogspot.com for more information. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-112613822721547599?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/112613822721547599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=112613822721547599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/112613822721547599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/112613822721547599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-but-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111729594550177328</id><published>2005-05-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T08:59:05.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To anyone who pays attention to this, I am headed to Europe tomorrow for two weeks and will not be updating during that time. Not that this blog gets updated much anymore anyway. Hope to post tons more when I get back and share all my pictures with you. Be sure to check out www.seijin9018.deviantart.com in the mean-time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111729594550177328?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111729594550177328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111729594550177328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111729594550177328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111729594550177328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-anyone-who-pays-attention-to-this-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111611104078615768</id><published>2005-05-14T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T15:50:40.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://blog.ianhamet.com/index.php/archive/2005/05/13/518/"&gt;challenge&lt;/a&gt; offered up by Ian. I thought it rather interesting and felt I might post it here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you favor gun control of any stripe, please read and attempt the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;A well regulated Intelligentsia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and read Books, shall not be infringed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convince me, using only the text above,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * that this sentence does not guarantee an individual right, only a “collective” right; or&lt;br /&gt;    * that this sentence means that the only legitimate intelligentsia is the one controlled by government; or&lt;br /&gt;    * that this sentence allows the government to decide which books are safe and which are dangerous, and permits it to ban those it does not approve, and to dictate how all books under private ownership must be stored; or&lt;br /&gt;    * that this sentence permits the government to require the registration of all books and book owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are a few rules here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. You may not dismiss the authors of the sentence as being “dead white men” who “wore powdered wigs, so maybe they got a few other things wrong, too.” If you support gun control, then you subscribe to the belief that an object with no will can be good or evil, a decidedly odd thought. Address the text, not its authors.&lt;br /&gt;   2. You may not bring up “wacko right-wing militia men” who support this and suggest that, because of them, it is bad. Hitler liked sugar, and so do you. Address the text, not its adherents.&lt;br /&gt;   3. You may not dismiss it as “not applying to today,” unless you point out a clear term limit or expiration date within the text, or show another amendment that explicitly annulls this one. (Besides, you never know when what is useless today will be invaluable tomorrow.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111611104078615768?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111611104078615768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111611104078615768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111611104078615768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111611104078615768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/05/challenge-offered-up-by-ian.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111599832835782480</id><published>2005-05-13T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T08:32:08.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Story courtesy of US Army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 1st Brigade Combat Team Soldier from the 4th Infantry Division was awarded the Silver Star for his actions during Operation Iraqi Freedom at a ceremony held at the 4th Inf. Div. headquarters May 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sgt. Joshua Szott, a native of Sacramento, Calif.&lt;/b&gt;, was awarded the Army's fourth highest award by Maj. Gen. J.D. Thurman, commanding general of the 4th Inf. Div., for exceptional courage and conspicuous gallantry while serving as a scout in the 1st BCT Reconnaissance Troop during combat action in Tikrit, Iraq, Sept. 18, 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Sgt. Szott is an example of what the Army has stood for the last 229 years," said Thurman. "He is a quality Soldier, who has a great future in the Army."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szott currently serves as a fires support noncommissioned officer with Troop C, 7th Squadron, 10th Cavalry. He joined the Army at 17 as a forward observer and has been assigned to Fort Hood since December, 2000. He deployed to Iraq in support of OIF with Troop G, 10th Cavalry Regiment, 4th Inf. Div. in March 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In heavy fighting during an enemy ambush, Szott assisted in carrying four wounded comrades to a safe area even though he was shot in the left leg and took shrapnel in his right leg during the fight. He also forced the retreat of more than 20 enemy guerillas from their dug-in positions, which ultimately led to the defeat and capture of those responsible for the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "This Soldier exemplifies the Warrior Ethos," added Thurman. "He refused to be evacuated out of the country after he was injured. He represents what our Army is all about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Szott was offered convalescent leave to heal from his injuries, the dedicated Soldier turned down the rest time and went back to his unit to help with patrols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Battles are not won by machines, but by Soldiers," said Col. James Hickey, commander of the 1st BCT. "Sgt. Szott is one of them. He is one of our gallant Soldiers, and I believe he epitomizes what we all inspire to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silver Star is an award designated solely for heroism in combat. Szott is the fourth Soldier from Task Force Ironhorse to receive the medal for their actions during Operation Iraqi Freedom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111599832835782480?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111599832835782480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111599832835782480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111599832835782480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111599832835782480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/05/story-courtesy-of-us-army-1st-brigade.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111413093600445455</id><published>2005-04-21T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T17:48:56.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love Communism? Hate Communism? Just wanna rant? Come on over to Jeff's controvesial wallpaper debate at DeviantArt! Just head here: http://www.deviantart.com/view/17460826/ and participate in the ongoing discussion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111413093600445455?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111413093600445455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111413093600445455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111413093600445455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111413093600445455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-communism-hate-communism-just.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111237247265592101</id><published>2005-04-01T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T08:21:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm convinced that God has a sense of humor. I get up this morning to do some reading for class, pop in my headphones and start up the ipod. I click "Shuffle Songs" and the first song that pops up is "Everything's Different Now" by Innocence Mission. Close friends who know the events in my life of late, and the events that transpired last night will find this oddly coincidental (note: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; ironic.). Anyway, yeah, there ya go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111237247265592101?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111237247265592101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111237247265592101' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111237247265592101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111237247265592101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-convinced-that-god-has-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111221825778214892</id><published>2005-03-30T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:30:57.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, there was a cartoon in the Sacramento Weekly uh... review thingy the Sacramento News and Review.. returning to a familiar theme that blamed the Minnesota Reservation school shooting on violent video games and music. I think it's crap, and here is my evidence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm taking all you down with me&lt;br /&gt;Explosive duct taped to my spine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't listen to anyone's last words&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin' left for you to say&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll be dead anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no one here, is getting out alive&lt;br /&gt;This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And kiss yourself goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And think about the times you spent and what they've meant&lt;br /&gt;To me it's nothing (4 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing all my happiness&lt;br /&gt;The happiness you pinned on me&lt;br /&gt;My loneliness still comforts me&lt;br /&gt;My anger dwells inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking it all out on you and all the shit you put me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no one here, is getting out alive&lt;br /&gt;This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And kiss yourself goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And think about the times you spent and what they've been&lt;br /&gt;To me it's nothing (4 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think back to another time ?&lt;br /&gt;Does it bring you so down that you thought you lost your mind ?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever want to lead a long trail of destruction and mow down&lt;br /&gt;any bullshit that confronts you ?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever build up all the small things in your head&lt;br /&gt;To make one problem that adds up to nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it's nothing (3 times)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song, by Green Day, that I've probably listened to 1000 times since 1996. About as violent and condoning of murder as I've ever heard. So, I'm curious... why haven't I committed the atrocities that are clearly (according to the press and politicians (*cough* Senator Clinton) an inevitable outcome of this kind of media? Hmm.. anyway, just something to chew on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111221825778214892?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111221825778214892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111221825778214892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111221825778214892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111221825778214892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-there-was-cartoon-in-sacramento.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-111188934439392096</id><published>2005-03-26T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T18:09:04.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some stuff has gone down in the past few days which I may or may not comment on... which would make this post useless... anyway... we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-111188934439392096?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/111188934439392096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=111188934439392096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111188934439392096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/111188934439392096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/03/some-stuff-has-gone-down-in-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110964974646437692</id><published>2005-02-28T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:02:26.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exciting news! Well, not that exciting... Anyway, I'm actually excited about a school assignment. In about a month, I get to interview Jerry Enomoto. Okay, no one knows who he is, but here ya go: He was the first Japanese-American United States marshal, National President of the Japanese American Citizen's League from 1966-70, former Superintendent of the California Department of Corrections. He also spent his high school years in the Tule Lake Internment Camp. Anyway, I'm excited about it because he's a pretty prominent figure in recent California political history, so there ya go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110964974646437692?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110964974646437692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110964974646437692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110964974646437692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110964974646437692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/02/exciting-news-well-not-that-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110956413179803048</id><published>2005-02-27T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:15:31.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Saw (your highschool ex) the other day. She cut her hair and she's looking really good. Really attractive." (Excerpt from a phone conversation with someone who will remain nameless)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what am I supposed to do with that? Seriously? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Umm, hmm... you don't say. Interesting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, anyway, just thought I'd share my moment of awkwardness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110956413179803048?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110956413179803048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110956413179803048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110956413179803048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110956413179803048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/02/saw-your-highschool-ex-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110848433106386007</id><published>2005-02-15T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T09:57:47.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so a real honest-to-umm-the-tax-return-guy update! And it's an interesting one at that! Well, interesting to those who find the not-so-significant drama of a twenty something interesting. Anyway, on with the story: Last night a girl that I used to err... &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;know*&lt;/span&gt; when my mom lived in Philly IMed me last night and asked me if I wanted to meet her in Vegas for the weekend. Mind you it's been oh about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seven or eight years&lt;/span&gt; since I've seen her, and we've spoken maybe 10 times since then. Even then most of the convesation was through little e-greetings on major holidays. Since I can probably guess what she's got on her mind, and the knowing whole Vegas slogan thing I think I'm going to stay away.  Anyway, it was just an odd experience that I thought I'd share with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Not in the biblical "know" sense of the word. Just more of a friends-with-benefits arrangement. A not so pleasant reminder that, in the words of my roommate Chris "Jeff was a whore."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110848433106386007?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110848433106386007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110848433106386007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110848433106386007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110848433106386007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/02/alright-so-real-honest-to-umm-tax.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110469829058945348</id><published>2005-01-02T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T12:38:10.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has been the most interesting trip home ever. I spend a day defending myself, Jen, and Sandy against the onslaught of screaming from my dad, mom, and jeannie. I spent the next day arguing with Jen on behalf of myself and my parents (again: dad, mom, and jeannie). I've turned down sexual opportunity twice, from two different girls... neither of them Jen. I'm planning a backpack trip to Europe, hearing about my best friend drinking himself into oblivion, and trying to finish a client's website before the end of this month... which increasingly seems like it's going to be done in the last 4 or 5 days of the month. I'm getting sick. My hands are shaking. I need to figure out when and how to move out of my apartment before I go to Europe, and how to rent out my room for two months. I'm between this rock and what appears to be a brick wall with a pretty concert poster on it... My lease ends in August, and the money stops June 1st.  I'm thinking of getting a part time job to try and accumulate some money to be able to pay that rent at the end of the semester while I'm away. If it means my grades slip a little, I'll have to do that. Anyway...um... bye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110469829058945348?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110469829058945348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110469829058945348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110469829058945348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110469829058945348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-has-been-most-interesting-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110062743677458999</id><published>2004-11-16T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T09:50:36.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations to Dr. Rice on her appointment to the Secretary of State position. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110062743677458999?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110062743677458999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110062743677458999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110062743677458999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110062743677458999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/11/congratulations-to-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-110010323494684226</id><published>2004-11-10T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T08:13:54.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my unbirthday today! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-110010323494684226?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/110010323494684226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=110010323494684226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110010323494684226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/110010323494684226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-my-unbirthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-109981399058247985</id><published>2004-11-06T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:53:10.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like Jen's list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Bought everyone in the pub a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;002. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;006. Held a tarantula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;008. Said “I love you” and meant it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. Hugged a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. Done a striptease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;012. Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;013. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;014. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;016. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. Walked the stairs to the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;018. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;020. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;021. Changed a baby’s diaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;023. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;024. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;026. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;028. Had a food fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;029. Bet on a winning horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;031. Asked out a stranger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;032. Had a snowball fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;034. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Enacted a favorite fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;037. Taken a midnight skinny dip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;038. Taken an ice cold bath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;039. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;040. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;041. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;042. Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;047. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;048. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. Loved your job for all accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;051. Taken care of someone who was drunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;052. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;053. Had amazing friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;054. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;055. Watched wild whales&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;056. Stolen a sign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;058. Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice &lt;strong&gt;(Not yet, but eventually...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;061. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. Sky diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;064. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;066. Visited Japan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;067. Benchpressed your own weight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;069. Alphabetized your CDs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;070. Pretended to be a superhero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;071. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;072. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;075. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;076. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;077. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;078. Played in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;079. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;080. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;081. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;082. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;083. Dropped Windows in favor of something better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;084. Started a business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;085. Fallen in *like* and not had your heart broken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;086. Toured ancient sites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;087. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;088. Swordfought for the honor of a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;090. Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;091. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;092. Crashed a party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;093. Loved someone you shouldn’t have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;094. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;095. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;096. // STUPID //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;097. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;098. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;099. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Been on television news programs as an “expert”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. // STUPID //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;109. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;111. Recorded music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;112. Eaten shark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113. Had a one-night stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;115. Seen Siouxsie live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116. Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;120. Been on a cruise ship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Bounced a check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125. Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;126. Raised children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Created and named your own constellation of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;132. Called or written your Congress person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. - More than once? - More than thrice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. // SHOULD THIS REALLY BE ON A SURVEY? //&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Lost over 100 pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;144. Petted a stingray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;145. Broken someone’s heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146. Helped an animal give birth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;147. Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;148. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. Killed a human being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;152. Ridden a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;157. Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;158. Had major surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159. Had sex on a moving train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;160. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;167. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;169. Been a sperm or egg donor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;170. Eaten sushi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;171. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;174. Gotten someone fired for their actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175. Gone back to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;176. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;177. Changed your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;178. Petted a cockroach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;179. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;180. Read The Iliad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;181. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. ...and gotten 86′ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times,they figured out it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;184. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;187. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;189. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;190. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;193. Built your own PC from parts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;195. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;196: Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197: Been a DJ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;198: Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;199: Written your own role playing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;200: Been arrested &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re curious about any of them, feel free to e-mail me: jrasmussen@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-109981399058247985?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/109981399058247985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=109981399058247985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109981399058247985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109981399058247985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/11/like-jens-list-001.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-109942894161955257</id><published>2004-11-02T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T13:00:38.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>electioneering: (n) 1: persuasion of voters in a political campaign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here's my story for the day. So, the rule is, no electioneering withing 100 ft of a polling place. Fair enough right? So I went to vote today and as I'm standing in line this guy walks in, I'd say about 19 years old with spiked hair (punk-ish if you will), he is wearing a &lt;A href= "http://www.cinderblock.com/wc.dll?WebStore~ViewItem~PVR~PVR-101~SID=04110213013250492515"&gt; t-shirt &lt;/A&gt; that has a picture of President Bush with the words "NOT MY PRESIDENT" in bold letters next to it.  The elderly man working as a polling official advises him that he isn't allowed to wear the shirt in the building because it is considered electioneering (as is it politically persuasive). The punk guy throws a hissy fit and yells loud enough for all to hear "OH! I'M SORRY, I FORGOT! THIS IS A 'NO FREEDOM OF SPEECH ROOM!'" He takes off his shirt (luckily he had another shirt on underneath it) and throws it (yes really &lt;em&gt;throws it)&lt;/em&gt; out the door into the planter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, if you're still throwing temper tantrums by the time you are of voting age, do the country a favor and DON'T VOTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-109942894161955257?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/109942894161955257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=109942894161955257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109942894161955257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109942894161955257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/11/electioneering-n-1-persuasion-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-109805814698140149</id><published>2004-10-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T17:09:06.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a couple of months.... so... POST! :) That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-109805814698140149?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/109805814698140149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=109805814698140149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109805814698140149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109805814698140149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/10/havent-posted-in-couple-of-months.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-109232256162084970</id><published>2004-08-12T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T07:56:15.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp is almost over. Mixed emotions about that. Kinda sad to be leaving, but then again, happy to be getting home too. Working on my churches website: &lt;a href="http://www.arcadechurch.com"&gt;www.arcadechurch.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can see it progress through it's stages starting now. Anyway, updated my navy blog for those who are interested. Its: &lt;a href="http://www.jeffsnavyblog.blogspot.com"&gt;www.jeffsnavyblog.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. Hope to talk to you all soon. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-109232256162084970?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/109232256162084970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=109232256162084970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109232256162084970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/109232256162084970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/08/camp-is-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108938500952402445</id><published>2004-07-09T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T07:56:49.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp is going well. A bit tired but I'm getting through it. Navy blog has been updated. www.jeffsnavyblog.blogspot.com. Hope you're all doing well, I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108938500952402445?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108938500952402445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108938500952402445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108938500952402445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108938500952402445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/07/camp-is-going-well.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108615243595053659</id><published>2004-06-01T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T22:00:35.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm off to work at a summer camp for the next 10 weeks! Internet access will be sporadic at best. If you wish to write to me the old fashioned way, go to www.calvincrest.com and look for the address at the bottom of the page. You can write to Jeffrey Rasmussen at that address. I'd love to get random letters from anyone who reads this blog or anyone who knows me from my DeviantArt account! Hope to talk to you all soon! I'll miss you. God Bless! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108615243595053659?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108615243595053659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108615243595053659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108615243595053659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108615243595053659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/06/okay-so-im-off-to-work-at-summer-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108601916983697979</id><published>2004-05-31T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T08:59:36.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I open a drawer in my kitchen and find a box that's labeled "63 quart freezer bags". How betrayed I felt when I opened the box only to find 63, one quart freezer bags. What a great water balloon that would have made. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108601916983697979?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108601916983697979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108601916983697979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108601916983697979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108601916983697979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-i-open-drawer-in-my-kitchen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108577617599175297</id><published>2004-05-28T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T13:29:35.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I took my test. If you're at all interested, I'm going to be keeping a seperate blog about my experiences in the Navy. You can check it out at www.jeffsnavyblog.blogspot.com. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108577617599175297?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108577617599175297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108577617599175297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108577617599175297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108577617599175297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-took-my-test.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108572045069220590</id><published>2004-05-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T22:00:50.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, thanks for all the support everyone. And thanks for putting up with my rants. I've resigned myself to God's hands tomorrow. We'll see what happens. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108572045069220590?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108572045069220590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108572045069220590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108572045069220590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108572045069220590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-thanks-for-all-support-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108570581724445646</id><published>2004-05-27T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T17:56:57.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scored a 39 of 75 on my latest practice test! That's a 52%! This, the same day that I get my official acceptance from an honours society mandating that its members be in the top 5% of their class! Hmm... Well, I'll keep studying this math and let you all know how it goes tomorrow. Probably not before I post a couple more complaints. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108570581724445646?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108570581724445646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108570581724445646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108570581724445646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108570581724445646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/scored-39-of-75-on-my-latest-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108570111935518226</id><published>2004-05-27T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T16:38:39.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6!/3!=? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a problem on my practice test. I have never seen anything like this in my entire school career. Is public education really this bad? What is this, and what does it mean? If anyone can help, I'd appreciate it. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108570111935518226?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108570111935518226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108570111935518226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108570111935518226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108570111935518226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/63-this-is-problem-on-my-practice-test.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108563656884964582</id><published>2004-05-26T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T23:11:42.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>33/75 correct! That's right, a 4.0 student gets a whopping: 44%! I will never ever ever make fun of anyone again. Guess tomorrow is going to be spent studying my sorry butt off. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108563656884964582?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108563656884964582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108563656884964582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108563656884964582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108563656884964582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/3375-correct-thats-right-4.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108563155720375017</id><published>2004-05-26T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T21:19:17.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I understand 12 of the first 25 questions... I am so incredibly screwed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108563155720375017?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108563155720375017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108563155720375017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108563155720375017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108563155720375017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-understand-12-of-first-25-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108562933105534161</id><published>2004-05-26T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T20:42:11.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a 4.0 this semester. That's right, a solid four-point-O, straight A's, all the rest. But here's the thing. I can place &lt;i&gt;maybe&lt;/i&gt; ten of our states on a map, and I just scored &lt;i&gt;below&lt;/i&gt; a 50% on a basic Pre-Algebra/Geometry/Algebra practice test. What does that say about our basic education system? I don't deserve the grades I get. This is crap. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108562933105534161?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108562933105534161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108562933105534161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108562933105534161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108562933105534161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-got-4.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108536413169753882</id><published>2004-05-23T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T19:02:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oven fires are a lot less stressful if you have classical music playing. Like right now. Oven fire + J.S. Bach's "Brandenburg Concerto No. 3 in G Major: Movements 1-3" = Not a lot of stress! That's twice I've set the oven on fire, and neither time has really been my fault... I mean, not completely. It's sort of a combined effort. It's just that the little things that accumulate over time when cooking eventually become flamable. And because I cook the most out of the people I live with, I'm the most likely to experience oven fires. So, that's 2 for me, 0 for Chris, 0 for Taylor, and 0 for Steve. Seems about right. Eh, anyway, nothing a little baking soda can't fix. Well, time to clean the oven and get back to making that pizza that got a little .... delayed. Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108536413169753882?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108536413169753882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108536413169753882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108536413169753882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108536413169753882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/oven-fires-are-lot-less-stressful-if.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108490931516368131</id><published>2004-05-18T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T12:41:55.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Result of an "Ethics Test" I took: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-5: You may be tempted to be bad, but you'll do the right thing nine times out of ten. Corporate America desperately needs more people like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108490931516368131?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108490931516368131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108490931516368131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108490931516368131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108490931516368131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/result-of-ethics-test-i-took-1-5-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108490291853064460</id><published>2004-05-18T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T10:55:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Complete stardom! My school has appeared on www.collegehumor.com! http://www.collegehumor.com/?image_id=52643&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108490291853064460?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108490291853064460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108490291853064460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108490291853064460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108490291853064460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/complete-stardom-my-school-has.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108480726062887652</id><published>2004-05-17T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T08:21:00.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"This isn't man's work! Now if she wanted me to take the almonds and shoot them at Communists, that I could do!" - Red Forman (On being forced to tie gift bags of chocolate almonds.) Ha ha, man, I love that guy. I really need to get a collection going of his anti-communist quotes. They're all classic. Well, anyway, sorry to all for the lack of /real/ posts... I've been swamped with finals studying... which is what I'm /supposed/ to be doing now... but you can see how that's going. Alright, well, I'll post more on ... Thursday. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108480726062887652?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108480726062887652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108480726062887652' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108480726062887652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108480726062887652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-isnt-mans-work-now-if-she-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108464703643890584</id><published>2004-05-15T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T11:50:36.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OFFICIAL RELEASE: www.voterasmussen.com coming soon! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108464703643890584?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108464703643890584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108464703643890584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108464703643890584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108464703643890584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/official-release-www.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108437823259929977</id><published>2004-05-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:10:32.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself." -John Stuart Mill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108437823259929977?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108437823259929977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108437823259929977' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108437823259929977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108437823259929977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/war-is-ugly-thing-but-not-ugliest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108437745041293150</id><published>2004-05-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T08:57:30.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."&lt;br /&gt;-Samuel Adams &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108437745041293150?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108437745041293150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108437745041293150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108437745041293150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108437745041293150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-ye-love-wealth-better-than-liberty.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108397907214557311</id><published>2004-05-07T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T18:24:30.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Questions To Ponder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question 1:&lt;/b&gt; If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?&lt;br /&gt;Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question 2:&lt;/b&gt; It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Candidate A:&lt;/b&gt; Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Candidate B:&lt;/b&gt; He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Candidate C:&lt;/b&gt; He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, and then scroll down for the response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B is Winston Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question:&lt;br /&gt;If you said YES you just killed Beethoven Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Amateurs...built the ark. Professionals...built the Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics:&lt;br /&gt;29 have been accused of spousal abuse 7 have been arrested for fraud 19 have been accused of writing bad checks 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses 3 have done time for assault 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges 8 have been arrested for shoplifting 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year... Can you guess which organization this is? Give up yet? It's the 535 members of the United States Congress. The same group of idiots that crank out hundreds of new laws each year designed to keep the rest of us in line. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108397907214557311?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108397907214557311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108397907214557311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108397907214557311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108397907214557311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/questions-to-ponder-question-1-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108397573950450843</id><published>2004-05-07T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:26:48.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Top ten baby names for girls according to CNN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Emily&lt;br /&gt;2. Emma&lt;br /&gt;3. Madison&lt;br /&gt;4. Hannah&lt;br /&gt;5. Olivia&lt;br /&gt;6. Abigail&lt;br /&gt;7. Alexis&lt;br /&gt;8. Ashley &lt;br /&gt;9. Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;10. Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how the names are getting retro.. but not 80's or 70's retro... like 1800's retro.. that's just awesome. Besides Ashley maybe... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108397573950450843?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108397573950450843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108397573950450843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108397573950450843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108397573950450843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/top-ten-baby-names-for-girls-according.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108394063687729564</id><published>2004-05-07T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T07:41:44.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 7:30 in the morning... I'm eating a bag of Flamin' Hot Cheetos and drinking a Slurpee. I love college. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108394063687729564?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108394063687729564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108394063687729564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108394063687729564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108394063687729564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/its-730-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108390810949197084</id><published>2004-05-06T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T22:39:57.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Episode of Totally out of the Blue with Steven R. Johnson: "Susan G. Tucker PHD Chemist at University of California at Davis doesn't watch TV or any media."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108390810949197084?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108390810949197084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108390810949197084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108390810949197084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108390810949197084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/another-episode-of-totally-out-of-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108372747199044636</id><published>2004-05-04T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T20:28:56.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Jena-su&amp;meme=1074642051' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Generate your Anime Style by &lt;a href='http://www.geocities.com/jenasu_aquila/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Jena-su&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Name:' value='Takayuki' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Short and dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Clothes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Dark and sexy.  With randomly placed belts.  Lots and lots of belts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Powers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Elemental control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Special Features:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Random tattoo(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Sidekick:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;A wise-ass little demon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Attitude:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Very quiet and reserverd, extremely shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Weapon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Magic Staff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='Jena-su'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074642051'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takayuki is my Japanese name... or was for four years... I felt it appropriate given I'm generating an Anime character. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108372747199044636?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108372747199044636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108372747199044636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108372747199044636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108372747199044636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/05/generate-your-anime-style-by-jena.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108334542390378754</id><published>2004-04-30T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T10:21:38.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joke time with... well... me. (Joke altered to fit my particular likings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A young Officer Candidate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young Officer Candidate was being put through the paces by his drill instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What would you do if a sudden storm sprang up on the starboard?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Throw out an anchor, sir," the candidate replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What would you do if another storm sprang up aft?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Throw out another anchor, sir." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And if another terrific storm sprang up forward, what would you do then?" asked the DI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Throw out another anchor, sir." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on," said the DI. "Where are you getting all those anchors from?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From the same place you're getting your storms, sir." &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108334542390378754?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108334542390378754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108334542390378754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108334542390378754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108334542390378754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/joke-time-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108295595956153159</id><published>2004-04-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T22:10:12.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Completely out of the blue: "Many women want to be nurses. Would you say that's true?" - Steve-o. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108295595956153159?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108295595956153159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108295595956153159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108295595956153159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108295595956153159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/completely-out-of-blue-many-women-want.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108295196600869737</id><published>2004-04-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T21:03:37.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess I'm not needed anymore... :(  &lt;br /&gt;http://content.health.msn.com/content/article/85/98826.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108295196600869737?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108295196600869737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108295196600869737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108295196600869737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108295196600869737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/guess-im-not-needed-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108270411739135665</id><published>2004-04-23T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T00:12:45.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received a letter today informing me that my Japanese host grandfather passed away. I had grown very attached to him... it's a sad night. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108270411739135665?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108270411739135665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108270411739135665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108270411739135665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108270411739135665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-received-letter-today-informing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108252185940781607</id><published>2004-04-20T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T21:35:04.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Build me an ark with a big room for poo, it'll be important." - Eddie Izzard as God. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108252185940781607?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108252185940781607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108252185940781607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108252185940781607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108252185940781607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/build-me-ark-with-big-room-for-poo.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108251374845661322</id><published>2004-04-20T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T19:19:53.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border:3px outset; margin:10px; border-color:#eeffee; background:#eeffee;" cellpadding=4&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 style="background:#bbeebb; padding:5px; border:1px inset; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease"&gt;Doctor Unheimlich&lt;/A&gt; has diagnosed me with&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeff's Disease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;secret military experiments&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symptoms&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;mild facial paralysis, occasional chest pain, tufts of hair&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=right&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cure&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;infect someone else&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 style="background:#bbeebb; padding:5px; border:1px inset; text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/disease" method="get" style="margin:0px;"&gt;Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:&lt;input type=text name=p size=9 style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Go" style="background:#bbeebb; font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108251374845661322?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108251374845661322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108251374845661322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108251374845661322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108251374845661322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/doctor-unheimlich-has-diagnosed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108249951934140911</id><published>2004-04-20T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T15:22:44.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The most outspoken student in my International Politics class took 10 precious minutes of my life ranting about the injustices of capitalism and American "imperialism", all the while conincidentally wearing a brand new abercrombie &amp; fitch shirt, hat, and sweatshirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting frustrating "I hate America!" (While living in Florida), "Americans are evil!" (After being born, raised, living, and working in America, making him clearly an American), "Capitalism is naturally destructive and exploitative" (Said while wearing three articles of A&amp;F clothing. &lt;b&gt;Note:&lt;/b&gt; Abercrombie &amp; Fitch is still in court under exploitive labour charges for the conduct of their sweatshops in Saipan). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108249951934140911?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108249951934140911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108249951934140911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108249951934140911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108249951934140911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/most-outspoken-student-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108242388639731280</id><published>2004-04-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T18:22:10.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Many deceivers, who do not acknowledge Jesus Christ as coming in the flesh, have gone out into the world. Any such person is the deceiver and the antichrist." - 2 John 1:6-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote I happened across on deviantart.com: (http://www.deviantart.com/view/273800/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate America and Christianity." (The guy lives in America, but that's a seperate issue.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Quotes below are in response to previous quote --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's freakin awesome ;D" (pixiedusted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"f*** religion.. i think people are so ignorant when they say like "oh thank god" or "god saved me" stupid s*** like that... its like wtf? the only reason there is ****in religion is to keep order and s***. other wise there would be utter chaos. no one in this world would try to suceed and like everything would be s***...  f*** religion" [ed. censorship mine] (icpgotenks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"christianity is so ridiculous, and americans are even stupider." (corganraven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- End quotes -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there ya go ladies and gents. That's what's out there in the world. If anyone wants to spread the love of Jesus to them, I've provided their deviantart names next to the quotes. All you need to do is type &lt;br /&gt;www.REPLACETHISWITHTHEIRNAME.deviantart.com and you'll be on their page. I hope this is both saddening and inspiring to those who read. God Bless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108242388639731280?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108242388639731280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108242388639731280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108242388639731280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108242388639731280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/many-deceivers-who-do-not-acknowledge.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108239016240720732</id><published>2004-04-19T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T09:00:05.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"[Americans] are evil and self-centered." - Quote from a lecture in one of my classes today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote is completely in context as is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the education my parents are paying for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108239016240720732?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108239016240720732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108239016240720732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108239016240720732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108239016240720732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/americans-are-evil-and-self-centered.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108210567599191141</id><published>2004-04-16T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T01:58:34.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2am, do you know where your oatmeal is? See? Updated my blog. Okay okay fine, i'll write more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108210567599191141?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108210567599191141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108210567599191141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108210567599191141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108210567599191141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-2am-do-you-know-where-your-oatmeal.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108152896093355830</id><published>2004-04-09T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T09:46:57.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I see or hear one more reference to Bush being Hitler or America being a Nazi Police State, I'm going to scream. Okay, maybe I wont scream, maybe I'll just post to my blog. Here is my argument to anyone who insists that America is just like Germany under Hitler: Have you been arrested for saying it yet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. You see, Nazi Germany had this &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; "Heimtuecke Gesetz" (Treachery Law) which made &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; opposition to the government illegal. The Geheime Staat Polizei (Secret State Police) would come smashing down your door, brand you with a red triangle patch (Political Dissent), and ship you off to a Konzentrationslager (Concentration Camp). So, if America is a Nazi State, has that happened? No? Then I'd suggest rethinking your argument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you can keep spouting the rhetoric, because, contrary to your own belief, the US is a country that values freedom, but know that it only makes you look foolish. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108152896093355830?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108152896093355830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108152896093355830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108152896093355830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108152896093355830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/if-i-see-or-hear-one-more-reference-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108139380914112444</id><published>2004-04-07T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T20:13:56.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The mysterious Jeff? Not so mysterious anymore. Here you go: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.seijins-lair.8m.com/images/jeffnew.jpg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108139380914112444?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108139380914112444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108139380914112444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108139380914112444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108139380914112444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/mysterious-jeff-not-so-mysterious.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108136697779711127</id><published>2004-04-07T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T12:46:44.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so here's what I've discovered: Girls have somehow stumbled upon the belief that guys have an "on-off switch" for thier mind. Sorry to break the news, but &lt;b&gt; it doesn't exist &lt;/b&gt;. If it did, we would use it as all the time and it would make life 100x more simple, because Christian men want as much as anyone else to be right with God. But, as said before, it doesn't exist. Although we might be able to force ourselves to stop thinking lustfully after the first glance, by then it is too late. The first unavoidable thought has already occured, it is stuck in our mind, and we have already committed adultery. As pastors and small groups across the world will attest to, the number one suggested method for avoiding lustful thoughts is something called "bouncing the eyes". This involves looking away, immediately. The most effective way to avoid thinking something about you girls is to &lt;b&gt;not look at you&lt;/b&gt;. It is mental "fleeing". We cannot look at you wearing something suggestive and tell ourselves not to think about you sexually, we must physically force ourselves to turn our eyes away from you, and even that becomes difficult to do sometimes. Even Job had to make a covenant with his &lt;i&gt; eyes &lt;/I&gt;, not his mind. Hope this post was informative and helped to dispel the false notion of the "lustful thoughts switch".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108136697779711127?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108136697779711127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108136697779711127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108136697779711127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108136697779711127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/ok-so-heres-what-ive-discovered-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108135667840070138</id><published>2004-04-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T09:55:04.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a response from my checklist (http://www.deviantart.com/view/6101545/) that Juana posted on her blog: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Why should we have to completely change just because the guys are lusting after us for showing a little skin. Its their thoughts that they need to control... yes we need to dress modestly, but that doesnt mean that we cant dress to accent our good features on our body... girls can only do so much without being comepletely covered up. If the guys are... lusting, the guy needs to look at his own heart and get things right with God. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I think they're missing the point, but maybe that's just me. Any comments? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108135667840070138?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108135667840070138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108135667840070138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108135667840070138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108135667840070138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-response-from-my-checklist.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108097287299061742</id><published>2004-04-02T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T22:18:13.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; A Round of Golf with Jesus &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus and an old man are playing a round of golf. Jesus steps up to the first tee, swings, and hits the ball. It flies 300 yards, bounces a few times, and lands 10 feet from the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man steps up, swings, and hits his ball. It goes about 50 yards, and lands in the water hazard. not 2 seconds after landing there, a fish jumps out of the water, ball in mouth. Suddenly, an eagle swoops down and grabs the fish out of the water. It starts to fly off, and after a few seconds, the fish drops the ball out of its mouth. It lands on the green, rolls a couple of feet, and ends up in the hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, clearly mad, looks at the old man and says: "Oh come on dad! I'm trying to play a game here".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108097287299061742?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108097287299061742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108097287299061742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108097287299061742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108097287299061742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/round-of-golf-with-jesus-jesus-and-old.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108097253129059636</id><published>2004-04-02T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T22:12:32.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just watched a movie called "Tigerland" while packing. good vietnam movie. would highly suggest it to any war movie buffs. the whole thing takes place during boot so there's no actual war, but good movie anyway. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108097253129059636?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108097253129059636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108097253129059636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108097253129059636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108097253129059636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/04/just-watched-movie-called-tigerland.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108075877936552540</id><published>2004-03-31T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T10:51:53.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.seijins-lair.8m.com/images/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by my public service announcement, I decided to create a logo to go with the company. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108075877936552540?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108075877936552540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108075877936552540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108075877936552540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108075877936552540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/inspired-by-my-public-service.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108074865084363519</id><published>2004-03-31T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T08:01:07.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://uploads.ungrounded.net/147000/147559_kenya3.swf &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108074865084363519?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108074865084363519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108074865084363519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108074865084363519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108074865084363519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/httpuploads.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108074712018484562</id><published>2004-03-31T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T07:36:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Girls:&lt;/b&gt; Every guy friend that you have, or have ever had, has had some romantic interest in you at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like gravity. It is an unchangeable, unbreakable, all-binding law of nature. Us guys have discussed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A Public Service Announcement from your friends at &lt;b&gt;The Tetsugaku Company&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108074712018484562?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108074712018484562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108074712018484562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108074712018484562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108074712018484562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/girls-every-guy-friend-that-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108036055035958159</id><published>2004-03-26T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T20:12:41.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/3573721.stm"&gt;BBC NEWS | Europe | Moscow bans Jehovah's Witnesses&lt;/a&gt; wow, interesting turn of events eh? maybe russia isn't as democratic as perhaps we all figured.. well, given that putin is ex-kgb, i suppose we should have seen it coming. another war with russia? interesting. who would china sign up with? only the future shall tell. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108036055035958159?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108036055035958159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108036055035958159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108036055035958159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108036055035958159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/bbc-news-europe-moscow-bans-jehovahs.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108036041242898317</id><published>2004-03-26T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T20:10:23.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ever wonder what it would be like to go through 5th grade again, on acid? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful phrases like, 'See spot run,' just might become 'See spot turn pink, jump over the fence, carrying flowers.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another classic from lowbrow.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108036041242898317?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108036041242898317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108036041242898317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108036041242898317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108036041242898317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/ever-wonder-what-it-would-be-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108032221462295093</id><published>2004-03-26T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T09:33:44.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am Jack's subtle detachment. One of those strange days. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108032221462295093?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108032221462295093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108032221462295093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032221462295093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032221462295093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-am-jacks-subtle-detachment.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108032080705602782</id><published>2004-03-26T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T09:10:17.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* Yuban tastes like dirt.... *takes another sip* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108032080705602782?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108032080705602782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108032080705602782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032080705602782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032080705602782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/cough-yuban-tastes-like-dirt.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108032023364804643</id><published>2004-03-26T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T09:00:43.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cnn.aimtoday.cnn.com/news/story.jsp?floc=FF-APO-PLS&amp;idq=/ff/story/0001/20040325/2307013696.htm&amp;photoid=20030124NYET198"&gt;News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108032023364804643?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108032023364804643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108032023364804643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032023364804643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108032023364804643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/news-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108028403372328754</id><published>2004-03-25T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T22:57:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We came into the world defenseless, so God gave us baseball bats... well, he gave us trees, but we knew what he meant." - lowbrow.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108028403372328754?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108028403372328754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108028403372328754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108028403372328754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108028403372328754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/we-came-into-world-defenseless-so-god.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108020094370975230</id><published>2004-03-24T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T23:52:31.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adam's rant on loveline tonight, and a very worth one at that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the California Lottery: Why is the government toting the slogan "This is your one shot to get out of this hellhole you call your life?" Wouldn't it be more beneficial to instead say, "Join up, work hard, don't "f" up, pay your taxes, and you can have a pretty decent life" instead of inspiring every toothless wonder below the povery level to spend their last $5 of government cheese on a lottery ticket instead of feeding their children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All paraphrased, but he had a great point. Not necessarily that it's the government's fault, although they should reform what happens to lottery income (look at the deterioration of education standards), but the concept of life, and how to see your role in it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108020094370975230?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108020094370975230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108020094370975230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108020094370975230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108020094370975230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/adams-rant-on-loveline-tonight-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-108007334732011537</id><published>2004-03-23T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T12:25:53.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a haircut at the haircut place at school. she cut it a bit shorter than i would have liked. i like to support her because she's christian, and she wants to take over the business, but the business isn't doing that well right now. she usually does a great job but now i look like a space monkey. oh well. two black shirts? sir. two pair black trousers? sir. two pair black socks? sir. one black jacket? sir. two hundred dollars personal burial money? sir. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-108007334732011537?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/108007334732011537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=108007334732011537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108007334732011537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/108007334732011537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-got-haircut-at-haircut-place-at.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107992773994536001</id><published>2004-03-21T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T19:59:03.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr.. so I get back at 7:30 and Steve is sleeping on the couch. It's 7:30!! Anyway, I turned on some music, and all of the lights and started working on a report.... he still hasn't gotten up. Blah. Oh well. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107992773994536001?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107992773994536001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107992773994536001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107992773994536001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107992773994536001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107972875826943810</id><published>2004-03-19T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T12:42:39.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;why i hate the new $20.&lt;/b&gt; i'm a simple guy, all i want to do is be able to do my laundry, but no. the laundry machines in the apartment office have a nice little sticker on them saying "the new twenty dollar bill is not accepted by these machines. the federal government will be releasing upgrade software soon." they've had that sticker for about 3 months, ever since the new bill was released. i'm still waiting! i never cared, until i had a new $20 in my hand and can't do laundry! dang counterfeiters... if only you'd stop being stupid, i could get my laundry done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107972875826943810?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107972875826943810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107972875826943810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107972875826943810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107972875826943810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/why-i-hate-new-20.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107940207754107113</id><published>2004-03-15T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T17:57:52.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The lower the verbal score, the better, because chemists don't care for 'out of focus' students." - Steve-O. I'll explain "out of focus" later. It's one of his favorites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107940207754107113?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107940207754107113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107940207754107113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107940207754107113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107940207754107113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/lower-verbal-score-better-because.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107930489973528705</id><published>2004-03-14T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T14:58:14.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"It's not cheating if your girlfriend is a zombie." - Chris' lesson from the SciFi Channel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107930489973528705?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107930489973528705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107930489973528705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107930489973528705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107930489973528705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-not-cheating-if-your-girlfriend-is.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107928075004117995</id><published>2004-03-14T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T08:15:44.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I've created a place for you to check out my gallery, as well as leave comments. I'm not sure who reads this, but I hope it will be a nice addition. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107928075004117995?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107928075004117995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107928075004117995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107928075004117995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107928075004117995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-ive-created-place-for-you-to-check.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107914915000368072</id><published>2004-03-12T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T19:42:21.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/3506824.stm"&gt;BBC NEWS | World | Europe | Basque country joins protests&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107914915000368072?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107914915000368072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107914915000368072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107914915000368072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107914915000368072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/bbc-news-world-europe-basque-country.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107914908214638009</id><published>2004-03-12T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T19:41:13.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If I had a million dollars... I'd like to go to some of these fancy [chemistry] receptions... Or invest it in a bank with some nice interest." - Steve-o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Almost normal! Then, flaming fireball of social disaster. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107914908214638009?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107914908214638009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107914908214638009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107914908214638009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107914908214638009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/if-i-had-million-dollars.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107912324611995652</id><published>2004-03-12T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T12:30:37.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I'm being initiated into Phi Kappa Phi later in April... neat huh? Who would have thought that I would become greek! Should I leave it there? No, that would be dishonest. I'm a nerd. It's an honours society. Actually, it means that I'm a super nerd. Invitation requirements mandate that you have to be in the top 5% of your class. So, here I am, top 10% of my major, top 5% of my class, and I still can't place all 50 states on a map. Does that mean that I'm like my room mate Steve? I hope not. Oh well. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107912324611995652?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107912324611995652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107912324611995652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107912324611995652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107912324611995652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-im-being-initiated-into-phi-kappa.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107898081631868924</id><published>2004-03-10T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T20:56:45.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I wont complain anymore. I promise. Either I do it, and shut up, or don't, and shut up. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107898081631868924?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107898081631868924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107898081631868924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107898081631868924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107898081631868924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-i-wont-complain-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107792321954498404</id><published>2004-02-27T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T15:09:52.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, here I am, repeating the mistake I made in high school. I'm writing a paper, spending way too much time on school when, in fact, it wont get me anywhere higher than where I would be had I not spent all this time. I missed out on a bunch of great opportunities and memories in high school because I was at home, busting my #$* to get a 3.75 GPA (the bottom half of my graduating class by the way ;)) Where did it get me? No where. It got me to Sac State, and no offense, but I'm sitting next to stoners who failed out of high school. And now I'm doing the same thing here in college. Sitting at home, working way too hard to get this 3.8 GPA, which, given the record, will have no benefit. At least not in comparison to the better times I could be having had I just settled for a 3.5, or 3.0. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107792321954498404?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107792321954498404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107792321954498404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107792321954498404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107792321954498404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-here-i-am-repeating-mistake-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-10774346181690672</id><published>2004-02-21T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T23:26:22.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Fractions of a cent will only occur when you divide or multiply." Another random out-of-the-blue comment by Steve-o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-10774346181690672?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/10774346181690672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=10774346181690672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/10774346181690672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/10774346181690672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/02/fractions-of-cent-will-only-occur-when.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107639694903873739</id><published>2004-02-09T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:11:37.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The thing about Fascism is, at least you know when the fake election is!" - The Daily Show (On the process of democratic caucuses.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107639694903873739?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107639694903873739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107639694903873739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107639694903873739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107639694903873739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/02/thing-about-fascism-is-at-least-you.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-10763010871680178</id><published>2004-02-08T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T20:33:53.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing Google toolbar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-10763010871680178?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/10763010871680178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=10763010871680178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/10763010871680178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/10763010871680178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/02/testing-google-toolbar.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6451826.post-107630080109686536</id><published>2004-02-08T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T20:29:07.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>More to come... honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6451826-107630080109686536?l=tetsugaku.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/feeds/107630080109686536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6451826&amp;postID=107630080109686536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107630080109686536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6451826/posts/default/107630080109686536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tetsugaku.blogspot.com/2004/02/more-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>JS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888101422664000148</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
