<?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-7753081</id><updated>2011-06-22T01:57:32.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JDizzle and the adventures in Sotho</title><subtitle type='html'>Life ain't nuthin' but bitches and money....

it's all about money ain't a damn thing funny</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-111023163555353391</id><published>2005-03-07T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T14:40:35.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The SoTho is falling</title><content type='html'>It seems that life has gotten a little too crazy for us SoThoites, B-Dog is hanging it up, I've been too swamped to get any blogging done, Sally is hanging it up for good reasons, Randall Pink is leaving for Sac Town. I do believe that I will also go into a semi-retirement and be only able to blog on a sporidic basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Fung, Go COCKS, and don't ever fuck with the SoTho ( even if none of us csn blog for a whole year )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-111023163555353391?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/111023163555353391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=111023163555353391&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/111023163555353391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/111023163555353391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/03/sotho-is-falling.html' title='The SoTho is falling'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110980288882845490</id><published>2005-03-02T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T15:34:48.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>Spring Fever, I didn't know that you still got it as you got older, and I missed out on it last year ( since Amy and I were wondering what the fuck we were going to do with a kid ), but this year it has kicked in full force. I know that we are due one more major snow, but it doesn't look like we are going to get it.  everything I look at has a new purpose and each day is beautiful, I know that souds gay, but I don't care. Right now life is good, and I'm gonna fucking roll with it. Hopefully it will still be good when I'm in Vegas next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110980288882845490?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110980288882845490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110980288882845490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110980288882845490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110980288882845490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110971970289665878</id><published>2005-03-01T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T16:28:22.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddamn I've been busy</title><content type='html'>If its not work, than its Connor, if its not either its something with the family. I really can't complain but I am wondering what the fuck happened to February,  it seems like we went from January into March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on good news my brother has his daughter saying " I'm Pimp ", " I'm big pimpin " and other words like queer, fag, fuck, damn, shit " I'm the shit ", " Jeremy is a bag of shit " and other notables. Needless to say Amie isn't to thrilled, but she is too pregant to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that I will also teach Connor these classic sayings, hopefully he doesn't pick up cocksucker from Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post more, but now is the busy season at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110971970289665878?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110971970289665878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110971970289665878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110971970289665878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110971970289665878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/03/goddamn-ive-been-busy.html' title='Goddamn I&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110918258331372996</id><published>2005-02-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:16:23.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No games, but a great day</title><content type='html'>I got to watch Connor the entire day yesterday, and it was awesome. He seems to know when I got to do something because that is when he starts to cry and whine, but besides that he was a good baby. He is still teething and is in pain, so he is a little more crabby but I think I'll be able to deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 5 til 7 last night I got a call from the City of Northglenn ( fuck Northglenn ) telling me our hoops game was canceled due to a band concert  ( which is gay, sorry but band nerds don't hold anything over hoops ). Tony B. wasn't so lucky he drove to the game to find the concert, and because I couldn't get a hold of him he was kind of pissed @ Northglenn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110918258331372996?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110918258331372996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110918258331372996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110918258331372996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110918258331372996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-games-but-great-day.html' title='No games, but a great day'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110908833365704179</id><published>2005-02-22T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:05:33.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I die, please give me mouth to mouth</title><content type='html'>Tonite The Fung is playing a doubleheader. I don't know if I am in shape for this being the slow fat pile that I am, but I will try. If I do happen to keel over about midway through the second game please don't hesitate to give me mouth to mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we can redeem ourselves from last weeks disappointment and dominate Where's Cleppe for an entire game and not just 35 minutes. After that game we play the Pirates whom we destroyed last time, but this time we might be worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to win. And today is already going good as I get to watch Connor until my dad gets back from court, if he gets back from court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go FUNG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110908833365704179?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110908833365704179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110908833365704179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110908833365704179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110908833365704179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-i-die-please-give-me-mouth-to-mouth.html' title='If I die, please give me mouth to mouth'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110902412022954965</id><published>2005-02-21T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T15:17:10.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice relaxing weekend</title><content type='html'>This was a great weekend to sit back and do nothing. I got to watch a few movies I've been wanting to see, and catch up on some sleep. I did watch Burn Hard Hopkins work his magic as he dominated the old looking Howard Eastman. I also watched the Indiana Jones trilogy with Connor, he seemed to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I do want to go out and get the wife all drunk, so I hope to see all you guys this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Hunter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110902412022954965?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110902412022954965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110902412022954965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110902412022954965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110902412022954965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/nice-relaxing-weekend.html' title='A nice relaxing weekend'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110875109504071242</id><published>2005-02-18T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T11:24:55.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend plan</title><content type='html'>Never have I planned a weekend where I do absoluty nothing, but I believe that is excatly what I plan to do this weekend. I might not even leave the house. I doubt that but it would be nice, plus every where this weekend will be packed due to the allstar game. In my younger days I might have went and check out the Paladium and tried to smoke a spliff with one of the rappers that will be there, or maybe with 'Melo's homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be relaxing to just chill, plus Amy is feeling a little under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody else have a great weekend, and stay out of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110875109504071242?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110875109504071242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110875109504071242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110875109504071242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110875109504071242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-weekend-plan.html' title='My weekend plan'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110867188965935024</id><published>2005-02-17T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T13:24:49.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in fatherhood and life</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how much every single day turns into an adventure when you have a little one. We thought that Connor was in the stage where he slept all the way through the night. Not the case the last couple nights as he has been waking up @ 4:30 and then again at 6. This morning really wasn't his fault, our furnace blow the thermal coupling and it was freezing titties in our house, he just wanted to sleep next to his parents and steal our body heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our furnace went out, Amy was in a great mood, cold, tired and pissed off I was just happy to get away this morning with my life. She will be fine when this day is over trust me. To me it's funny how at some points in your life you seem to have it nailed and in others you feel like you just got kicked in the nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what, I think it is time for a vacation. And I do love the adventure of life, if it could just always go my way it would be better but I wouldn't know what the fuck to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110867188965935024?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110867188965935024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110867188965935024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110867188965935024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110867188965935024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/adventures-in-fatherhood-and-life.html' title='Adventures in fatherhood and life'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110857494222147008</id><published>2005-02-16T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T10:30:17.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A heartbreaker</title><content type='html'>After dominating the first 35 minutes of the game last night, team Fung folded and looked like the Bronco's against the Raiders. It was horrifying looking up at the scoreboard as Where's Cleppe clawed their way back into the game. After an outstanding first half in which Matt G and myself lit up the scoreboard and the rest of the team played like a team, I figured that it would continue into the second half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first 15 minutes of the second half we extended our lead and was at one point ahead by 14, with 5 minutes left it seemed that the entire team ( myself included, and Randall excluded ) decided that we should go down and start popping threes. Bad idea!!!! Once the big Mo shifted the next thing I know is that we up by 4 after I hit a 3, but they answered right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the timeout Randall Pink asked me if I was alright, in hind sight I probably should have sat and let someone with fresh legs play, but I'm stubborn. I turned the ball over way too much trying to force the issue and in doing so hurt our team. I do believe that our team is good, to quote Randall " we just need to know how to win ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall, I agree. And don't worry softball is three weeks away and we can start winning again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110857494222147008?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110857494222147008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110857494222147008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110857494222147008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110857494222147008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/heartbreaker.html' title='A heartbreaker'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110849982230637937</id><published>2005-02-15T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T13:37:02.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20978276@N00/4863694/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4863694_c9440d4bcc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20978276@N00/4863694/"&gt;wedding party&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20978276@N00/"&gt;JDizzle&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tell me that this isn't the most pimped out crew from SoTho.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110849982230637937?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110849982230637937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110849982230637937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110849982230637937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110849982230637937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/wedding-party.html' title='wedding party'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110843795216048276</id><published>2005-02-14T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:29:15.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>connor and his daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20978276@N00/4823314/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/4823314_e208d68475_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/20978276@N00/4823314/"&gt;connor and his daddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/20978276@N00/"&gt;JDizzle&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a picture of Connor and I. I know that it has taken me a while to post one. For that I am sorry. Having him around is the coolest thing ever, I couldn't imagine a day without holding him like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him and Amy give me a whole new reason to live and I love them both more than anything in the world.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110843795216048276?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110843795216048276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110843795216048276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110843795216048276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110843795216048276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/connor-and-his-daddy.html' title='connor and his daddy'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110841259855786299</id><published>2005-02-14T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:23:18.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor finally did it.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday as I was changing Connor for the umptenth time he pissed on me. Being half asleep like I was he got me when I wasn't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was bound to happen and I'm not that pissed. Yesterday he also puked, pooped and drooled on me in a matter of hours, but he is too damn adorable to get pissed at. I love that boy to death, even when I'm feeling shitty seeing him smile makes my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110841259855786299?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110841259855786299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110841259855786299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110841259855786299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110841259855786299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/connor-finally-did-it.html' title='Connor finally did it.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110814018748829730</id><published>2005-02-11T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T09:43:07.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connor is already a PIMP</title><content type='html'>Last night as I was flipping the channels I came across Amy's all time favorite movie, Empire Records. As we were watching I kept trying to remember the girls name that cuts off her hair. I think it's Robin Tuney, not sure but every time I said Robin Tuney Connor would look up smile and then giggle. It was so pimp, we were saying Robin Tuney all night and he would laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking of movies that she is in and could only think of The Craft, could someone help me remember more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110814018748829730?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110814018748829730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110814018748829730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110814018748829730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110814018748829730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/connor-is-already-pimp.html' title='Connor is already a PIMP'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110800791989926147</id><published>2005-02-09T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T21:02:42.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck, is softball here yet.</title><content type='html'>At least in softball when we play the good teams we can usually scrape up a win, or at least keep it close. ( one exception is on Sunday morning tournament games ) Last night we got fucking embarrassed by The Team, they showed us that win we don't play as a team we will get destroyed. This &lt;a href="http://www.rydawg.blogspot.com"&gt;guy&lt;/a&gt; had some things right but I also think that he had some things wrong. First of all we are talking about Rodney, Rodney is Rodney live with it. And I didn't personally see Tony B, make any turnovers. Matt did play awesome and the rest of the team played alright. I am fat and out of shape with a lame knee and mush for ankles but I still do alright. And the only reason I don't play post is because that is not my game. I'm trying hard to do it, but when no one steps up and makes good passes ( not you Ryan ) looks for the pick and roll I'll keep playing like I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be way the fuck off base here, but I do know that softball is a month away and fuck anybody who gets in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Randall Pink, FUCK BUSH. I'm that violent liberal you fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110800791989926147?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110800791989926147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110800791989926147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110800791989926147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110800791989926147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/fuck-is-softball-here-yet.html' title='Fuck, is softball here yet.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110787525855275028</id><published>2005-02-08T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T08:07:38.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It sucks being sick</title><content type='html'>So football is over, and the game was actually pretty good. I still think the Eagles should have won the game, if Mcnabb could pass a ball that didn't get picked. All of Sunday I started to feel sick and then yesterday I woke up delirious. It sucked because I stayed home and couldn't really be around my kid, so Casey took him with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to watch the English Patient in the morning and than Man on Fire in the afternoon, it was kind of cool because after I watched the new one the old one was on HBO. I fell asleep flipping between torgue and Sneakers and didn't wake up until around 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did come to work today, but I still feel like shit, and  I will play hoops tonite try to sweat this out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110787525855275028?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110787525855275028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110787525855275028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110787525855275028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110787525855275028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-sucks-being-sick.html' title='It sucks being sick'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110752623336501920</id><published>2005-02-04T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T07:10:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of football</title><content type='html'>I usually dread this weekend, because it means the last day of football until August, but this year is differant. Because of Connor I really haven't thought much about it, and plus I am looking forward to March Madness and the start of Baseball. With Connor getting sick for the first time this past week it has been hell and now both me and Amy are coming down with the flu, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am picking the PAts to win the Super Bowl, but who isn't. I wouldn't bet the spread though because the Eagles will give them all they can handle. Brady will feel a blitz from Jim Johnson's D, I just don't think that it will be enough. Brady is our generations Montana, he just wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had to drive down to the Inverness Hotel for a conference, I forgaot how much I-25 sucks @ 7:oo in the am and how much worse it is @ 5 in the pm. People that live up north and work down there must be crazy after a couple of weeks of that drive.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110752623336501920?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110752623336501920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110752623336501920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110752623336501920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110752623336501920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-day-of-football.html' title='The last day of football'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110737455814166464</id><published>2005-02-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:02:38.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass kicking old school </title><content type='html'>The Fung gave the Pirates a ass kicking last night 52-27. I played like shit and hurt my knee, but our team played a great box and one zone and was unselfish on the offenisve end. I don't have much else to say because I hurt and work has been long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110737455814166464?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110737455814166464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110737455814166464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110737455814166464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110737455814166464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/ass-kicking-old-school.html' title='Ass kicking old school '/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110727105644281440</id><published>2005-02-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T08:17:36.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics and hoops</title><content type='html'>Yesterday a couple of my blogger friends from the SoTho decided to talk about the elections in Iraq. I'm very pleased that the people in Iraq were able to have a shot at what we have in this country. All I ask is that we not forget how many lives it took and the reasons why?&lt;br /&gt;Here are some questions I want answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much longer will troops be in Iraq?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Will force have to be used for every election?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WMD?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was are real goal in this war to make Iraq free?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now can we tackle the issue of the whole middle east?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When will we realize the danger of the North Koreans and treat them as a serious threat?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the defense budget going to rise to, as our schools seek more funding?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are just a few questions I have about the war, the social issues are a whole different matter, such as health care and social security. The only way to do something about it is ask the questions and vote for who you think will do the best job. Now all my friends know that I am a hard core liberal and I'm very happy that oppressed people are now somewhat free. But how free would you feel if you had to vote under the eye of troops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonite in hoops I have no idea who we play, but what I do know is that the league got more to our liking as the best team drop out for reasons unknown ( terrified to play the SoTho ) but now I think that we have a real chance to win the whole thing. If we keep playing unselfish hoops and strong D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110727105644281440?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110727105644281440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110727105644281440&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110727105644281440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110727105644281440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/02/politics-and-hoops.html' title='Politics and hoops'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110718560485225601</id><published>2005-01-31T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T08:43:06.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More things I think about @ 5 a.m.</title><content type='html'>Connor woke up this morning @ 4:30 to eat. On HBO family was an afterschool special of yore, it starred Ben Fatflek as a roid head who was losing control. He was beating the shit out of people in the streets and than he beat the shit out of his lady when she threatened to give his stash to his parents. At the end he was going Martin Riggs style and throwing his shoulder into the wall. Amy woke up and told me she had to watch that special in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the special it was time for some Saved by the Bell action, and I had some new plot lines that would've made for great TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slater starts a 30 day cycle to get ready for wrestling, in the process Screech as his little coke day and assualts Lisa. For this Slater puts Screech in a coma,  Slater still raging than throws Kelly down a flight of stairs. Which is good news for Zach, because he was pushing Kelly to get an abortion anyway. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesse seeing that her man needs help decides that she will get a job as an escort, that way she can pay for both their habits. His roids and her diet/crank problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Screech wakes up from his coma, and decides that he will kill Slater. He picks up some PCP for him and Zach and they decide that to kill him they will beat him with a bag full of door knobs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course something would happen to straighten these kids out, but wouldn't that be sweet to some shit like that on Saturday morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110718560485225601?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110718560485225601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110718560485225601&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110718560485225601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110718560485225601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-things-i-think-about-5-am.html' title='More things I think about @ 5 a.m.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110693054765012024</id><published>2005-01-28T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T09:42:27.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How many brain cells did I kill?</title><content type='html'>I have been so confused about my life lately and what I need to do about it. I wake up every day and change my mind on how I need to approach a new career or if I want to stick this one out ( even though I make shit for money ) whether or not I should get back into poker. I'm worse than a women, my mind changes about 30 times a day on what I should do. Today I've decided to be undecided. I'll just wait and see what happens on all fronts. Fuck it, what's the worse that could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110693054765012024?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110693054765012024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110693054765012024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110693054765012024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110693054765012024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/how-many-brain-cells-did-i-kill.html' title='How many brain cells did I kill?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110683623882191812</id><published>2005-01-27T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:21:21.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**** Classic SoTho Story #3 ****</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matt and the Pepper Spray- Winter 1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of us started at a party @ dead man's. I believe Desmond threw the party. It was me, Billy Ho, Sosa and Matt. We all got pretty wasted and decided that we were going to go back to my house in Woodglen. The problem was that the only car we had was Billy's small ass MR2. We decided ( drunk as hell, of course ) that we could all fit in the car, it wasn't that far of a drive anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us fit in the car, I was pretty much half way out the window and Sosa was butt fucking the gear shift, but we were doing pretty good, than the cop got behind us on Colorado Blvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Did you see that cop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy- Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Pull in to sevs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sosa- I feel like Nachos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- fuck the police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pull into 7-11 and decide that Sosa and I will go in buy some shit and walk home. It seemed like a good idea, but as soon as we started walking the cops pulled us over. Billy and Matt were still waiting in the car. The cops we actually cool, even though Sosa was being a dick and asking all sorts of crazy questions, like " Stop pretending to be straight, we all know your gay? " shit like that. While we were talking to the cops, my brother decided that the cops shouldn't be fucking with me. You have to ask Billy how that conversation went in the car, but the next thing I know is that Matt is stumbling towards us screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- STOP FUCKING WITH MY BROTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop#1- Stop right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sosa- That's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt keeps coming, the cop pulls out his pepper spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- STOP FUCKING WITH MY BROTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop#1- hold it right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cop hits him with the pepper spray, and he didn't hold back. I think Matt got the whole can. He went down screaming, Sosa was laughing hysterically Matt was squirming around like a pig. The cop came back to me and told me I could go but they were keeping Sosa and Matt. Sosa for having drug paraphenlia and Matt because he's an idiot. I was like cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy and I went back to my place and passed out, about two hours later Matt called and told the police that Billy was our brother in law, the cops wanted proof so me and Billy went and woke up Laura and Butch ( they were living with us at the time and my dad was in the hospital ) and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept Sosa for a day or two I can't remember, but what I do remember is that if you're cool to cops they are usually pretty cool to you. Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110683623882191812?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110683623882191812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110683623882191812&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110683623882191812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110683623882191812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/classic-sotho-story-3.html' title='**** Classic SoTho Story #3 ****'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110675699902205201</id><published>2005-01-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T09:29:59.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 nights in a row</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 nights in a row that Connor has slept the whole night, and it has been great. I forgot how much I love sleep and how much better it is to sleep straight and not wake up every three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I have been a little bit on the testy side when things bother me, and explode at things that normally wouldn't bother me. With sleep I almost feel my brain getting back into focus, since it has been out of focus for the last 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several new options for looking for a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a new job, with better pay&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep my job and take over a poker game&lt;br /&gt;3. Get all my poker games back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I need to make more cash, and I also know that a good opportunity will present itself and I just have to watch for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See sleep does help me think better and helps me realize my options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110675699902205201?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110675699902205201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110675699902205201&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110675699902205201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110675699902205201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/2-nights-in-row.html' title='2 nights in a row'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110666622708062068</id><published>2005-01-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T08:17:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with family</title><content type='html'>Last night was Amy and my turn to host Dinner with da' fam, we had a delicious meal of spaghetti and meatballs. Amy did all the cooking, we ate talked and watch our babies have fun. Matt's daughter is freakin adorable, she was getting a big start and running head first into our couch, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing came up last night, I thought it was funny but I don't think anybody but me and Matt found it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad- Your mom wants some pictures of your kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- Our real mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- She ain't dead yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichole- No she calls once a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt- Next time she calls tell her I have a place in my heart for her, in the gutter where she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh, Matt laughs, the rest just stare at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichole- She's living in Commerce Shitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I- Who fucking cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichole- With some guy a couple years older than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh( my sisters boyfriend)- she likes them young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good dinner, I could have gone without talking about my whore of a mother, ( whom if I never see again it will be to soon ) and it is always good to get the family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110666622708062068?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110666622708062068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110666622708062068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110666622708062068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110666622708062068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/dinner-with-family_25.html' title='Dinner with family'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110657684679483671</id><published>2005-01-24T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T07:27:26.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do when I feed Connor @ 5 am</title><content type='html'>I was feeding Connor this morning and watching Saved by the Bell and was thinking of some great plot lines they missed out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slater coming out of the closet and telling his dad the real reason why he didn't go to west point.&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Screech buying 8 balls of coke from Mr. Tuddle and then Screech sexually molesting Lisa while he's all hopped up.&lt;br /&gt;Zach knocking up Kelly behind the bleachers of the gym, and then cheating on her with Jesse.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Belding getting arrested for kiddie porn.&lt;br /&gt;Slater getting black balled from the wrestling team because of his queerdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more I'm sure, Connor refuses to miss an instant of Saved by the Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Mr. Carson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110657684679483671?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110657684679483671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110657684679483671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110657684679483671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110657684679483671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-i-do-when-i-feed-connor-5-am.html' title='What I do when I feed Connor @ 5 am'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110632027461334186</id><published>2005-01-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T08:11:14.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Friday</title><content type='html'>This weekend the championship games are playing. Here are my picks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eagles.com"&gt;Eagles&lt;/a&gt; v.&lt;a href="http://www.atlantafalcons.com"&gt; M. Vick&lt;/a&gt;-Philly's D should win this game for them, plus they're playing in what should be a blizzard.  Philly by 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.steelers.com"&gt;Steelers&lt;/a&gt; v. &lt;a href="http://www.patriots.com"&gt;Pats&lt;/a&gt;- I already said once, Big Ben is going undefeated. This might be the best game of the year. Steelers by 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110632027461334186?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110632027461334186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110632027461334186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110632027461334186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110632027461334186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/football-friday.html' title='Football Friday'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110623383857938510</id><published>2005-01-20T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T08:10:38.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I've seen it all now!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Last night after I watched the losers on &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;, I was flipping thru channels and stopped on the Surreal Life on &lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com"&gt;VH1&lt;/a&gt; and watched in enjoyment as Mini Me got wasted. It was so funny watching him roll over drunk. The best part about is that later that night he woke up to piss and in a drunken stupor he got on his little scooter butt ass naked and preceded to piss in a corner of the workout room, he got caught by Da' Brat and the rest of the house laughed at him the next morning and made fun of his little wee wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only if I could get my own midget this kind of hilarity would go on all the time, I would keep him nice and wasted. Or maybe I could talk Amy into getting one of those scooters to cart my fat ass around, that would be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110623383857938510?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110623383857938510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110623383857938510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110623383857938510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110623383857938510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-ive-seen-it-all-now.html' title='I think I&apos;ve seen it all now!!!!!'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110614417869567144</id><published>2005-01-19T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T07:16:18.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A total team effort</title><content type='html'>Last night, Fung played a whole game like a team. With great zone D and good O, Fung was able to dominate the entire game. With Ryan and B. Dog playing a great trapping D up top, it was easy to get boards and force Uncle Cliffy's to take tough shots. While on O, Ryan played a good point and was able to find people on the wings as well as shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt G. Forced a lot inside and was able to get to the line a lot, the same w/ Ryan. I actually played more of an inside game ( with a little motivation from the team ) and was able to bang the boards and get easy looks out on the wing. The whole team hustled and was able to get back on most of their transition plays. The score was a lot closer than the game was, due to the threes hit by Uncle Cliffy's in garbage time. Raw Dogg did foul out, and the ref's were ones from last year that didn't like us, but we pulled out the W. If our team plays like that every game we will be tough to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the game, Connor was in the bleachers and according to Amy he was flirting with the girls that were around him. He was winking, grinning, blowing bubbles and just being downright adorable. Way to be Pimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110614417869567144?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110614417869567144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110614417869567144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110614417869567144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110614417869567144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/total-team-effort.html' title='A total team effort'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110606135439182201</id><published>2005-01-18T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T08:15:54.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the one that says bad muthafucka on it</title><content type='html'>We went yesterday to give Connor his shots for being two months old, and my boy took those shots like a man. The russian nurse who gave them to him was surprised, I told her she better check her tone or Connor would slap her ass back to Siberia. After that I was thinking, my boy is going to be that kid in the schoolyard offering protection to all the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those picks I made last weekend, 4-0 baby. That brings my playoff total to 5-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tonite our b-ball team will actually show up to play, I'm not going to make any predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110606135439182201?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110606135439182201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110606135439182201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110606135439182201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110606135439182201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-one-that-says-bad-muthafucka-on-it.html' title='it&apos;s the one that says bad muthafucka on it'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110562835720696340</id><published>2005-01-13T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T07:59:17.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I'll do better this week</title><content type='html'>Since I won't be able to update my blog until tuesday  I'm going to make my picks for this week's&lt;a href="http://www.nfl.com"&gt; football &lt;/a&gt;games. Maybe I won't suck so bad this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Louis v. Hotlanta- All I'll say is &lt;a href="http://www.atlantafalcons.com"&gt;Mike Vick&lt;/a&gt; is da' man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota v. Philly- &lt;a href="http://www.eagles.com"&gt;Philly&lt;/a&gt; ( again Amy would kill me if I picked Minnesota )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indy v. New England- I want to say &lt;a href="http://www.colts.com"&gt;Indy&lt;/a&gt;, but it is the year of the chowd so New England ( &lt;a href="http://www.bostonredsox.com"&gt;go BoSox &lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburg v. J-E-T-S- &lt;a href="http://www.steelers.com"&gt;Big Ben&lt;/a&gt; is going undefeated this year&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110562835720696340?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110562835720696340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110562835720696340&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110562835720696340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110562835720696340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/maybe-ill-do-better-this-week.html' title='Maybe I&apos;ll do better this week'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110562771970570990</id><published>2005-01-13T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T07:48:39.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the family</title><content type='html'>Monday night my brother and his wife invited the family over for a nice dinner. For those of you who know Matt you all know that this wouldn't have happened about 3 years ago. He has really grown up since becoming a daddy and his daughter is freakin adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt has taught Adalynn some choice words, such as " damn " which she says whenever she doesn't get her way, she also stomps her foot while she says damn. She has also picked up the words " shitbird " " fuck " and anything else that Matt wants her to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Amy, Connor and I got there Adalynn screamed down from her room " Nichole " hoping that we were my sister, ( she didn't come because she was ill ). Adalynn came down and looked at me like I was the boogeyman and wouldn't come and give me a hug. When she saw Connor she  kept going " baby " or " itsa baby " and " baby needs baba ". We listened to that all night. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amie and Matt cooked a great meal and we had a great time talking about our likes now that we both have kids and  they are expecting another ( they find out boy or girl on friday, I hope it's a boy so Connor will have a cousin/brother ). I just find it hard to believe that three years ago Matt and I were on the verge of killing ourselves w/ alcohol and gambling and now we are family men. Crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110562771970570990?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110562771970570990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110562771970570990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110562771970570990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110562771970570990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/dinner-with-family.html' title='Dinner with the family'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110553970512137416</id><published>2005-01-12T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T07:21:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We looked like Ashy Larry in a Dice game</title><content type='html'>We shouldn't have even showed up last night, the result would've been the same. Nobody could hit a shot and our offense just looked sloppy. I thought that we would do well, we even started out well taking an early lead 10-7 in the first few minutes, then it all went to hell. Mr. Pink and myself couldn't hit a shot, Ryan still hasn't got his legs. Tony B. started to catch fire a little bit too late. B. Dog played good D and had a couple of nice drives, Raw dogg was our leading scorer ( and leading complainer ) Turner missed a few wide open lay ups, and Joelock played well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to heed the advice of my fellow teammates ( B. Dog, Mr. Pink and Ryan ) and just go down low, not even bring the ball up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be allright, last year it took us four games to get back into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110553970512137416?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110553970512137416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110553970512137416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110553970512137416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110553970512137416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/we-looked-like-ashy-larry-in-dice-game.html' title='We looked like Ashy Larry in a Dice game'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110546738926566133</id><published>2005-01-11T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T11:19:34.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleppe has left the building?</title><content type='html'>What kindof name is Where's Cleppe?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me, but what I do know is that FUNG is going to bring it tonite and take care of bizness. I predict a 12 point victory, from what I saw last week all we really have to worry about is one guy that can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite line from Garden State- The retarded quarterback is a fucking pill popper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish that there was such a thing ( and don't say Brett Favre )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110546738926566133?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110546738926566133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110546738926566133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110546738926566133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110546738926566133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/cleppe-has-left-building.html' title='Cleppe has left the building?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110537055074625479</id><published>2005-01-10T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T08:22:30.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm glad I lost my bookies number</title><content type='html'>Holy shit, can I pick em or what. As you can see below my picks were shit. It's a good thing that I stopped betting sports or my legs would have been broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the donkey's got run right out of the stadium. And I thought that the Chargers were going to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite my family is doing something that we haven't done since my grandma passed away, we're getting togather for a family dinner. And not only that but my brother organized the whole thing ( for those of you who know Matt, you know that is unbelievable ) it should be fun, esp. w/ both the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110537055074625479?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110537055074625479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110537055074625479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110537055074625479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110537055074625479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-glad-i-lost-my-bookies-number.html' title='I&apos;m glad I lost my bookies number'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110511702061098160</id><published>2005-01-07T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:57:00.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out Durham Bulls, the A-Town is coming.</title><content type='html'>In 2006 the minor leagues will be coming back to the Metro Area. The team will be in the independant Central League and tix to games will be 5 bones. The team's stadium will be on E. Alameda and Buckley, I know that I would rather watch a bunch of kids that want to play then watch the pitiful excuse for a pro ball team that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the playoffs are here in football I would like to make my picks for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seattle v. St. Louis- Seattle&lt;br /&gt;Green Bay v. Minnesota-Green Bay (Amy hates Minnesota )&lt;br /&gt;Indy v. Donkey's- Indy in a blowout, I hope that the donco's get run off the turf&lt;br /&gt;J-E-T-S v. San Diego- Chargers&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110511702061098160?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110511702061098160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110511702061098160&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110511702061098160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110511702061098160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/watch-out-durham-bulls-a-town-is.html' title='Watch out Durham Bulls, the A-Town is coming.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110503406972068082</id><published>2005-01-06T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T10:54:29.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Connor, can I get some fucking sleep?</title><content type='html'>This whole week I have been sleep deprived. It is sending me into a state of craziness that I haven't had in 26 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy looks like she has an 8-ball aday habit and I feel like I'm trying to go cold turkey on some H. Connor seems to enjoy keeping us up all night and then sleeping all day. I asked Casey how he was during the day yesterday and she said just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor is going to be a hoss, we had to up his feeding and last night he went to town( 10 oz's in 2 hours ) and he was still hungry. I'm hoping that he won't grow too fast because Amy is only 5'4.  He might be bigger than her when he goes to kindergarden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in a few months he will be in a nice little pattern and our lives will get back to normal. Well as normal as they ever were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110503406972068082?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110503406972068082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110503406972068082&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110503406972068082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110503406972068082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-connor-can-i-get-some-fucking.html' title='Hey Connor, can I get some fucking sleep?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110494050313379690</id><published>2005-01-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T08:55:03.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some late game jitters</title><content type='html'>The season of the Fung got off to a rocky start last night as we were downed by The Team 51-47. After leading at halftime, with some dramitics in the first half as one of the members of the Team got kicked out after a double technical. At half we were comfortably ahead and came out sluggish to start the second half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailing by 8 with 2:00 minutes to play we were able to pull back within 2 after two quick threes by myself and Tony B., but we were never able to get control to take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played ok, but forced way to many turnovers looking for B on the fast break, my defense was lacking and I need to get down low more to draw more inside fouls and score more than 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's start was better than last years as we got destroyed in the first game of 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110494050313379690?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110494050313379690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110494050313379690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110494050313379690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110494050313379690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-late-game-jitters.html' title='some late game jitters'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110485080490636614</id><published>2005-01-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T08:00:04.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT IS ON TONITE</title><content type='html'>At 9:00 in the p.m., the FUNG will start the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not got the schedule yet, but I'm hoping that we play Hot Sauce, the retard Big Country and the team that we fought last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;shirt design&lt;/a&gt; ( courtesy of B. Funk ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights projected line-up&lt;br /&gt;PG-Tony B.&lt;br /&gt;2G-B. Funk&lt;br /&gt;SF-Matt G.&lt;br /&gt;PF-&lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Mr. Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-J Dizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the bench&lt;br /&gt;Raw Dogg&lt;br /&gt;Turner&lt;br /&gt;Joelock the Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck NG, oh I mean Fuck U North Glenn SoTho taking over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110485080490636614?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110485080490636614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110485080490636614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110485080490636614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110485080490636614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-is-on-tonite.html' title='IT IS ON TONITE'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110477142929008790</id><published>2005-01-03T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T11:52:00.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of F.U.N.G</title><content type='html'>Fuck U North Glen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back, the SoTho all stars are back in action tomorrow night and due to some circumstances we are going back to Northglen. Last year we got in a bench clearing brawl that cost us the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a stroke of genius on New Years Eve B and I came up with F.U.N.G., that is the name. Hopefully some of those ref's will be gone and Raw Dogg will not piss any more off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another note I hope everybody had a great New Years and that maybe the Pink will find his phone ( check the bottle of that Remy ) and give me a call so I know that he is still breathing. Casey ( shame on you, ) and Connor you were the hit of the party and it was awesome that I got to spend it with you and your mom. Amy, I love you more everyday that passes and since we kind of met on NewYears, it always means something to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNG in 2005, bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110477142929008790?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110477142929008790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110477142929008790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110477142929008790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110477142929008790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2005/01/birth-of-fung.html' title='The Birth of F.U.N.G'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110442561598626256</id><published>2004-12-30T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T09:53:35.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 best days of 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nov.12th- Connor is born on the exact day that I sobered up two years ago. It is the greatest day of my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;July 4th-being best man at my brothers wedding. It is amazing that he has grown up to the man he is today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memorial day weekend-what a way to spend me and Amy's first anniversy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;April 27th-my niece's first b-day, it was a great day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mar. 1st- started my first real job. It sucks that I went legit but it was best for my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the Buffs won. What a way to end the year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110442561598626256?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110442561598626256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110442561598626256&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110442561598626256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110442561598626256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/5-best-days-of-2004.html' title='The 5 best days of 2004'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110434073377636831</id><published>2004-12-29T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T10:18:53.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks</title><content type='html'>The CU Buffs play at 2:30 today and I'm stuck at work. I tried to play the sick card, but my boss is on vacation and the other person that works with me had to have a prostate exam today ( unlucky for him too ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to listen to the game on our shitty radio at work. Hopefully the Buffs will show up and run the ball. And hopefully our secondary will stop the pass ( i know i'm dreaming ), after watching the Irish get crushed last night I can only hope that CU will do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110434073377636831?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110434073377636831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110434073377636831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110434073377636831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110434073377636831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110424740843012617</id><published>2004-12-28T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T10:18:58.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>****Classic SoTho story #2 ****</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Best New Years Ever in the SoTho: Y2K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is that time of year I thought I would relive my favorite New Years Eve. It was one of those nights that I can only remember in fragments, so fellow SoThoites feel free to correct my ass if I forgot some details or have made some shit up that my mind remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week before Dec. 31st me and &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B.&lt;/a&gt; decided that this was going to be the year that we rocked some pimped out suits. We had to go to several thrift stores to find one that would barely fit my big ass. It was a brown suit that looked like it was painted on, B. got a plaid green suit that was pimptastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night started out at Nate Doggs house with a keg and some Mescal. My future wife showed up with Killer D and we all got acquainted again by drinking, playing quarters, asshole and other drinking games. Around 10 B and I decided it was a good time to rock the suits, it was a tad bit difficult putting on that tight suit already in the bag. I faintly remember that we went over to Sheila's house right after but I don't seem to remember too much of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember going back to Nate's house and about 5 minutes before the New year slamming beers in the bathroom w/ Pink and Billy Ho, we must of drank like three full beers in five minutes. I also seem to remember that Nina and some other girls showed up for a little while, I don't know why? ( need help remembering that )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After New Years Killer D was out back throwing up on Nate's porch and possibly his dog. I was starting to get to know Amy by flinging her around on my shoulder, everyone else was pretty much in the bag. I believe it was B who had the idea to go back to his house and continue the party. I can't believe it but I rode w/ Killer D who had just got done throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that the bong was passed around several times that night and I do remember B slapping my leg and it hurt like a bitch because it was like bare skin with my suit pants on. Ann showed up sometime after we got there and the next thing I remember is waking up on Cheree's couch upstairs watching Killer D clean up the mess he made the night before. I think Ann was the one who woke me up as she stormed out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110424740843012617?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110424740843012617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110424740843012617&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110424740843012617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110424740843012617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/classic-sotho-story-2.html' title='****Classic SoTho story #2 ****'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110419097092966966</id><published>2004-12-27T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T16:42:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i remeber why I quit football in the 9th grade</title><content type='html'>This Christmas was a great time and I hope all of you had a wonderful time. Connor slept thru pretty much all of it. He got spoiled by all the family and Amy and I are gratful that we have such great friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage that I did to my body is a differant story. Already this year I had my gall bladder removed and this last weekend I for one cut myself shaving twice and not just little cuts but huge gashes. It looks like I have herpes or the HIV. Maybe I should put the razor down before nine in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I fucked up my ring finger on my right hand playing football yesterday. Today it looks like a plump sausage, it is totally bruised and I hope it will be fine when hoops Vol. II starts Jan. 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110419097092966966?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110419097092966966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110419097092966966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110419097092966966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110419097092966966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-remeber-why-i-quit-football-in-9th.html' title='i remeber why I quit football in the 9th grade'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110381820918546893</id><published>2004-12-23T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T09:10:09.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a great christmas</title><content type='html'>I hope all of you out there have a great christmas and a good new year. Hopefully I will get to see all for the holiday's.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110381820918546893?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110381820918546893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110381820918546893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110381820918546893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110381820918546893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/have-great-christmas.html' title='Have a great christmas'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110375396630398054</id><published>2004-12-22T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T15:19:26.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've learned this year</title><content type='html'>it ain't much but what I've learned has helped me survive this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being sober takes a lot out of you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pregnant people are really fucking moody&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids change your life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of the times things will work out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your family can piss you off sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not all that I'm cracked up to be&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wives can humble your ass in a hurry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kids are great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's easier to look for a new job when you already have a job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My motivation is sometimes lacking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends kick ass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are better softball teams then the Cocks ( not many )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother might be insane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can't swim, you're bound to drown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes things work out for you and don't happen for your friend and vice versa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep is good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110375396630398054?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110375396630398054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110375396630398054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110375396630398054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110375396630398054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/things-ive-learned-this-year.html' title='Things I&apos;ve learned this year'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110365551073400291</id><published>2004-12-21T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T11:58:30.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>top ten christmas movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Die Hard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Die Hard 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Story&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Vacation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home for the Holidays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lethal Weapon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's a Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anything but Jack Frost ( the Micheal Keaton and horror versions )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yippee-ki-a muthafucker!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110365551073400291?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110365551073400291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110365551073400291&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110365551073400291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110365551073400291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/top-ten-christmas-movies.html' title='top ten christmas movies'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110332183627419013</id><published>2004-12-17T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T15:17:16.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its good to be married</title><content type='html'>So, you might be sitting there thinking I've gone fucking nuts, but I haven't. Having a wife is a good thing. She lets me know when I'm talking fucked up, she takes care of the Christmas shopping, ( I haven't done any this year and don't plan on doing any, she justs takes my money and buys her own gift ), she makes me laugh and the only time she makes me cry is when I bring it upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your married and don't get it, then let me give you some advice. Look in the fucking mirror, because you're the one who is probably fucked. Sometimes it's not true ( Pixler ) but most of the time us guy's are idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my wife, I love my kid and sometimes life just fucking sucks but those two people will always make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110332183627419013?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110332183627419013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110332183627419013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110332183627419013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110332183627419013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-good-to-be-married.html' title='Its good to be married'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110321546977757641</id><published>2004-12-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T09:44:29.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new schedule</title><content type='html'>Having a month old son can really bring changes into your life, but one thing that I was not prepared for was the no sleep, always worrying, non-stop crying and constant feeding that happens when you have a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched my little bro tough it out and he looked like a heroin addict some of those days but he made it thru. He's about to have his life turned upside down again with the new baby that is due sometime in June ( who knows what date since you guys haven't gone to the doctor ), but I know that he will manage because he never needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point in my life I told people that if I could marry sleep I would. Now I barely get any sleep, it feels like I'm doing coke again but without the great high that comes with the drug. It's a real buzz kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6:00-wake up, change, feed Connor&lt;br /&gt;6:45-Get ready for work&lt;br /&gt;7:20-Get Connor ready to go to my dad's house&lt;br /&gt;7:35-Get to my dad's house, leave instructions&lt;br /&gt;8:00-5:00-Work, with constant worry. Call my dad about four times a day to check on Connor&lt;br /&gt;5:20-fight traffic for twenty minutes to pick up Connor&lt;br /&gt;6:00-9:00-Home, dinner, watch the tube, feed the baby&lt;br /&gt;9:00-walk the mutt&lt;br /&gt;9:15-Give Connor a bath&lt;br /&gt;9:45-get into bed, Feed Connor&lt;br /&gt;1:00-Wake up as Connor needs food and changed (Amy's turn )&lt;br /&gt;4:00-Feed Connor again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110321546977757641?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110321546977757641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110321546977757641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110321546977757641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110321546977757641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-new-schedule.html' title='My new schedule'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110311962332852155</id><published>2004-12-15T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T07:07:03.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad day</title><content type='html'>We said goodbye to Madison Charlotte Tracy yesterday, and it was very emotional. I send all my love and prayers to the Tracy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Madison is in a better place and she is waiting for the rest of the family to join her in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110311962332852155?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110311962332852155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110311962332852155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110311962332852155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110311962332852155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/sad-day.html' title='A sad day'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110296323117517224</id><published>2004-12-13T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T11:40:31.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**** Classic SoTho Story #1 ****</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the first classic SoTho story that will appear on this blog. If any of you sothoites would like to reilve a story just tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nate's Truck-March 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story starts out as a get togather at The Monroe House, which my family shared with my friends. ( Pixler, Billy, and Brando ) of those guys got too drunk they would usually end up on the basement floor. Trust me this house will be the setting for many stories. That day started out with Matt, Brando, Little Joey hump and myself going to the case store and buying about 9 cases of Henry Wienhards, we got these cases for a mere 5 bones a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the case store the three of us decided it was a good time to start the festivities, so at about noon we cracked open the first of the cases and started making phone calls. By six o'clock the house was full of people and I was in the bag, as usual when I drink too much I got extremly mean and stupid. The last thing that I trully remember of that night is Heather Ho letting out our then dog Judd, ( who also was probably drunk ) and then half my friends taking off after him. I ran out the door and hopped into the back of Nate's Truck ( a beat up black 1960 something F150 ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this is what I've been told by various sources. I'm in the back of the truck and I guess I hit the top of the cab and told Nate to go, and he listen. The bad thing, I was not holding on to anything and left the tailgate open. As soon as he pulled out of the driveway, I lose control and fall out the back of his truck. Next thing I know I'm being dragged down the street by two people. I'm a bloody mess, Nate and Killer D are laughing at me and all I want to do is pimp slap Heather Ho for letting my dog out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed that I go into my kitchen and start flinging shit all over the place, B-Dog tries to calm me down and unfortunitly the last thing I throw ( a clock ) hits Randall Pink as he is walking up from downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have scars on my body from that night and I still want to pimp slap Heather Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110296323117517224?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110296323117517224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110296323117517224&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110296323117517224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110296323117517224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/classic-sotho-story-1.html' title='**** Classic SoTho Story #1 ****'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110269313075482764</id><published>2004-12-10T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T08:38:50.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe he found that.</title><content type='html'>My man &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B. Dog&lt;/a&gt; has been digging in the attic and found something that me and &lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Pinky Mcstink&lt;/a&gt; was hoping would never surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;a href="http://jvallstar.blogspot.com/2004/12/whoa-oh-here-they-come.html"&gt;magizine&lt;/a&gt; came to me and Pink and promised us the world but they reneged on their deal and ruined our lives. Luckily my wife hasn't seen the article. I see that B-Bog has taken the liberty to broadcasting this cover to the blogger nation and that is fine, hopefully Pink will be able to cope with bringing back the horrible memories of that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110269313075482764?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110269313075482764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110269313075482764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110269313075482764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110269313075482764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-believe-he-found-that.html' title='I can&apos;t believe he found that.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110260898586101373</id><published>2004-12-09T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T09:16:25.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>List for Resolution's</title><content type='html'>ideas  for my one new year resolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;better attitude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be better poker player&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get backyard done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;start new job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lay off the soda&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat better&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop swearing so fucking much&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110260898586101373?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110260898586101373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110260898586101373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110260898586101373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110260898586101373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/list-for-resolutions.html' title='List for Resolution&apos;s'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110253190700665053</id><published>2004-12-08T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T11:51:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 dollar blow job, get real</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't even pay that much to a bitch that was halfway good looking. But Mr. Neagle must not be the best haggler. &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B-Dog&lt;/a&gt; would have got that shit for free, he could thalk the devil into setting himself on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that Neagle lost his job, I mean would any of us lose our jobs. ( I hope not ) My wife might cut my balls off, but my job would still be here. I'm sure the &lt;a href="http://www.coloradorockies.com"&gt;rockies&lt;/a&gt; are happy since they've been trying to unload him for the last two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a final note, Denny if the cop pulls you over and you cock is hanging out, please thank of something else to say besides " I was just relaxing it ". Try something like " I needed to piss and was looking for an empty bottle " or " what? you don't drive around with your pants off. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110253190700665053?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110253190700665053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110253190700665053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110253190700665053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110253190700665053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/40-dollar-blow-job-get-real.html' title='40 dollar blow job, get real'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110243669629453779</id><published>2004-12-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T09:24:56.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No New Years plans yet</title><content type='html'>This is unforgivable. Even with me being sober, I have never not known what the deal was for new year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually know the plan for the celebration in July, I'm the type of guy that likes to have every thing planned.  The last two new years I have been sober, but those two weree the most memorable, because I actually do remember everything. Not having a huge hangover is also a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best New Years I had drinking was the Millenium, when me and B got pimped out suits, and I met my wife. We got bombed out and I only remember the things that are in the photo's of that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that someone tells me what the fuck is going on this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110243669629453779?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110243669629453779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110243669629453779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110243669629453779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110243669629453779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-new-years-plans-yet.html' title='No New Years plans yet'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110236258690254123</id><published>2004-12-06T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T12:49:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like the old days</title><content type='html'>Friday night seemed like old times. First I went to Old C's and meet with&lt;a href="http://www.spypages.blogspot.com"&gt; Spy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Mr.Pink&lt;/a&gt; and watched as they drank and played trivis. Then me and pinky mcstink headed to the Last House to play some poker. 4-8 choice w/ a half kill. The game was out of control and the pots were huge. The line up was right and it felt good to back at the Last House. The new owners offered me a game minutes after I arrived and I told them I would think about it ( which I am ). Me and Pink played until 8:30 the next morning with me winning around 200 and him losing an amount that is none of my business to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get much sleep on Sat. before the CU game, but I guess I could have slept through that and not missed much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be getting old, because 2-3 years ago I could have done the all nighter and been rearing to go the next day, but it took me until Sunday afternoon to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110236258690254123?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110236258690254123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110236258690254123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110236258690254123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110236258690254123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/feels-like-old-days.html' title='Feels like the old days'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110210611012599901</id><published>2004-12-03T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T13:35:10.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer D and his mad mafia blog in effect</title><content type='html'>Killer D has finally got with the progra, here's his &lt;a href="http://www.tonx2.blogspot.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. Check the shit and comment on it or else his ass will have his cronies put the head of a horse in your bed. Vito style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Basketball Starting line up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After last years disappointing bench clearing brawl ( which cost us the championship ) this year we have to move to a differant league.&lt;br /&gt;Here is how I see the line-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PG-Tony B.&lt;br /&gt;2G-&lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B-Funk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SF-Raw Dog&lt;br /&gt;PF-&lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Randall Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Center-Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bench&lt;br /&gt;6-polish joe&lt;br /&gt;7-turner&lt;br /&gt;8-b-dog's big man from work?&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110210611012599901?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110210611012599901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110210611012599901&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110210611012599901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110210611012599901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/killer-d-and-his-mad-mafia-blog-in.html' title='Killer D and his mad mafia blog in effect'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110200656650978032</id><published>2004-12-02T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T09:56:06.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the A-town back to the SoTho</title><content type='html'>Good news from work, I'm going back to SoTho. After putting in 5 months of being a monkey in Aurora, I'm finally going back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other job related news I have finally ( after 4 years ) taken steps to starting a career. It's hard for me to fathom that I might actually get to do something that I want to do. I wonder if I started juicing if I could make it to the show, I'm already big enough now I just need that edge to take me to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, but I wonder if juicing might help my softball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110200656650978032?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110200656650978032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110200656650978032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110200656650978032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110200656650978032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/from-a-town-back-to-sotho.html' title='From the A-town back to the SoTho'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110191138391287163</id><published>2004-12-01T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T07:29:43.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No sappy shit today, let's talk football</title><content type='html'>Sorry Utah Ute fans but Urban will soon be where he belongs, in&lt;a href="http://www.notredame.com"&gt; Notre Dame&lt;/a&gt;. I  am sorry to see Ty go and it is hard for me to believe that the Irish didn't honor thier contract, but they did what they had to do so that they can get the coach everybody wants. And let me ask you if you had a chance to coach the Irish or the Utes who would you pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my other favorite &lt;a href="http://www.cubuffs.com"&gt;team&lt;/a&gt;, they have only sold 1600 tickets of thier allotted 8500 to the big XII championship game in KC. What the fuck, the rednecks from OU have already sold 30,000. If I had some time and money you better believe that my ass would be making the trip, but unfortunily I have niether as all my weekends are now devoted to the family. We will be watching, even if is a blowout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the way I see the B.C.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;USC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Utah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boise State&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;fuck Texas. Who knows what will happen this weekend, maybe the Buffs will pull the upset and maybe Tennesse will do the same. College football should just go to the playoff system instead of the BCS shit. Take all the Big conference winners and a few wild card teams and make more money than those university's have ever seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO BUFFS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110191138391287163?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110191138391287163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110191138391287163&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110191138391287163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110191138391287163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-sappy-shit-today-lets-talk-football_01.html' title='No sappy shit today, let&apos;s talk football'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110182598829483230</id><published>2004-11-30T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T07:54:21.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even after a bad day</title><content type='html'>Connor can make me smile at any time, even after a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had what us recovering alcohilics call a moment of clarity. I was at work feeling sorry for myself about how my life has taken some wrong turns and some of the decisions that I have made have put me in this situation. I mean I went from making over 60 grand a year to a piece of a job where they jerk me around with hope of advancement that never comes out the way I want it. I sit here at work all day and think that I went from making the most money to the least out of all my friends in a matter of a year. I am really happy for all my friends but this isn't what I signed up for when I went legit.  I mean I used to work 2-3 days a week and make in a week what I make on a paycheck if I'm lucky enough to get some overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy always asks me " are you happier ", sure I work harder and make less, but somehow when I think about it, I am happier. I mean I don't have to keep looking over my shoulder to see if the cops are on to me. I don't have to worry about going to work and wondering which one of my clients is trying to play me or is undercover vice, long hair Matt we know. I don't have to worry about staying out all night drinking and gambling and then thinking of an excuse when I come home as to why I lost 1600 dollars in three hours. Amy looks at me with respect now instead of contempt, and hopefully Connor won't have to see the person that I really am but the one that has been humbled by life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off on a tangent there, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Connor yesterday when I finally got home, made me realize that this life just doesn't revolve around what I want or even what I need, but it needs to be about me being the best father, husband, friend, family member and person that I can possibly be. I need to learn to take my own advice and take things as they come, I know that Amy will always be there for me and I know that my friends will be there when I need them, just like they know that I would be there for them. I gave this&lt;a href="http://www.rememberthewhalers.blogspot.com"&gt; guy&lt;/a&gt; some advice last week, that I need to follow. Just keep plugging away, it will all work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the sappy blog today, but i felt that I needed to get that shit off my chest, plus the holiday's always put me in my pussy sentimental mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Randall Pink&lt;/a&gt;, I told you and your brother that Favre was the man, didn't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110182598829483230?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110182598829483230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110182598829483230&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110182598829483230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110182598829483230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/even-after-bad-day.html' title='Even after a bad day'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110174056211813647</id><published>2004-11-29T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T08:02:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you wish you always had four day weekends?</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was great, I got to spend it with my family and my wifes family and was able to show off my awesome son to the family. He was the hit of the dinner's and was way too cranky when we got home and didn't sleep very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the day. CU dominated the corn and now my dad has to do something he told me that he would never do. Wear a CU sweatshirt on Christmas Eve. Fuck the corn. Then it was time for the Frawley First Annual Poker Tournament (&lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.com"&gt; for pictures go here &lt;/a&gt;), I was one of the favorites along with some of the other SoTho originals and I built up a pretty nice chip stack. But one mistake is all it takes and one bad play was all it took as I went up against Coon's w/ A-3 of diamaonds against his A-J offsuit. I missed a bet and let him get there for free, (mistake one ) and then bet the river when our Ace hit ( mistake two ) I bet 9650, and he had me covered after putting B-Dog out. I didn't stick around too much after that since Matt and Pink both went out within minutes of me and the originals were all but put out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was another good day as Mizzou did thier job and beat Iowa State in an ugly football game, but it got us in too the Big XII championship game ( we are 21 1/2 point dogs ). Then it was over to the in-laws for another night of poker and this time I destroyed the family, but on a sad note the Irish got humbled by the Trojans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the first day of the weekend that I actually got too relax, and then for a bonus the Bronco's got beat by the Raiders in the snow. And now it's Monday and it took me a fucking hour and a half to get to work thanks to the 6 inch's of snow that has fallen since Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's usually are the worst day of the week, but a Monday after a long weekend coupled with a huge snowfall and a shitty drive it makes this monday the worst of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-110174056211813647?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110174056211813647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110174056211813647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110174056211813647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110174056211813647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/dont-you-wish-you-always-had-four-day.html' title='Don&apos;t you wish you always had four day weekends?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110131586293273718</id><published>2004-11-24T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T10:13:14.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm grateful for</title><content type='html'>Here are some things that I'm grateful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My wife and child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Living in the SoTho&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a house to call my own&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to actually look and the mirror and like who's looking back ( not in the mornings, I'm a ugly fuck before noon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Both my wife and me having jobs ( even though we both hate our jobs )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to beat my friends asses at poker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My childhood, that was over when I hit the age of 9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being champs of the softball league ( next year it is on )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being alive ( I shouldn't be )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to dream of what my son will become ( hopefully he is either an athlete or a politician, that's my dream anyway )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not ever have to worry about going bald like half my friends ( &lt;a href="http://www.randallpink.blogspot.com"&gt;Mr. Pink &lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are more things that I am grateful for but I have lost my train of thought ( for that I am not grateful for )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all have a great thanksgiving, and have something to be grateful for. If you don't then you are not looking hard enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO BUFFS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110131586293273718?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110131586293273718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110131586293273718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110131586293273718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110131586293273718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-im-grateful-for_24.html' title='What I&apos;m grateful for'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110124093341693400</id><published>2004-11-23T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T13:15:33.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CD'S in my changer</title><content type='html'>1-&lt;a href="http://www.modestmouse.com"&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Good News for People Who love bad news&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Jay-Z-&lt;em&gt;Unplugged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-&lt;a href="http://www.thebeatles.com"&gt;The Beatles&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;White Album&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-&lt;a href="http://www.vanmorrison.com"&gt;Van Morrison&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Moondance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-Curtis Mayfield-&lt;em&gt;The Very Best of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Elton John-&lt;em&gt;Honkey Chateau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Van Morrison-&lt;em&gt;Tupelo Honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-&lt;a href="http://www.wilco.com"&gt;Wilco&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Yankee Hotel Foxtrot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-Jeff Buckley-&lt;em&gt;Grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-&lt;a href="http://www.rhino.com"&gt;Otis Redding&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;em&gt;The Very Best of...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ?'s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110124093341693400?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110124093341693400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110124093341693400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110124093341693400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110124093341693400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/cds-in-my-changer.html' title='CD&apos;S in my changer'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110114177481254059</id><published>2004-11-22T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T09:42:54.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite week of the year, the only week of the year that I start eating  turkey and I'll eat it non-stop probably until Christmas. I mean this is by far the best holiday of the year, the only thing that you've got to buy is food and you'll probably be eating it too. You don't have to buy anyone gifts, you don't have to decorate your home, football  is on and if you want you can pass out after dinner. Even if you have dinner at 2:oo. Me personaly have dinner @ 2 and then again @ 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also the best week because &lt;a href="http://www.cubuffs.com"&gt;CU&lt;/a&gt; plays the corn, and lately we have had reason to celebrate and this year should be no different. And CU can still win the Big 12 north and go to K.C. to get worked by oklahoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashed tater's, dressing ( oyster and regular ), cranberry sauce, turkey ( dark and white meat ), dinner rolls, celery with cream chesse all covered in  gravy. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110114177481254059?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110114177481254059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110114177481254059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110114177481254059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110114177481254059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110088536547380422</id><published>2004-11-19T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T10:34:13.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day back</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day back at work since the birth of my son, Connor ( sorry no pictures yet ). It sucks, leaving this morning was hard. But, both C-Dub and my wife seemed content when I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday seemed like the longest day of my life, and this last week seems like it just flew by. I have heard that after you have your first child that time flys by. One thing is for sure the in-laws make you dinner more and actually want to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an emotional rollercoaster, I need to thank a few people for thier support and there undying frienship that I cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B-Dog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Randall Pink and family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;K. Buck ( Sir Edmund Hillary )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All Amy's Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Braa's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B. Newman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family ( without them I wouldn't know how stupid I really am )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Turner's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Killer D and his mad mafia family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you all for always being there for me, even when I gave up the booze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's awesome that C-Dub was born on the exact day that I quit drinking ( 11/12/2002 ) and it will always remind me of how lucky I really am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110088536547380422?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110088536547380422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110088536547380422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110088536547380422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110088536547380422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/first-day-back.html' title='First day back'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110082611757276257</id><published>2004-11-18T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T18:01:57.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If a midget talked shit to you, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>I was watching Laguna Beach on MTV this afternoonand some little man called some girls sluts, the guy that was with them did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that shit happened in the SoTho that midget would either be dead or seriously injured. I personally would pick him up by his hair and kick him until my leg hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people I know would do things that I can only dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIDGETS shouldn't talk shit, I would beat him and make him my bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110082611757276257?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110082611757276257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110082611757276257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110082611757276257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110082611757276257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/if-midget-talked-shit-to-you-what.html' title='If a midget talked shit to you, what would you do?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110054850562596143</id><published>2004-11-15T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T12:55:05.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's finally here!!!!</title><content type='html'>My son was finally born on Friday Nov. 12 at 4:16 in the afternoon. He wieghed 8 lbs 12 oz ( to my wife's dismay ) and was 20 1/2 inches lohng. He is an adorable baby and very cute. I love my wife and my son with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come when I can get a free minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110054850562596143?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110054850562596143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110054850562596143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110054850562596143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110054850562596143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/hes-finally-here.html' title='He&apos;s finally here!!!!'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110010826919501623</id><published>2004-11-10T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:37:49.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a question for Colorado drivers</title><content type='html'>Actually  I have a few questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to drive 20 miles an hour when a raindrop falls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to have to speed up, so other's can't get over (dickheads)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a pussy and are afraid of driving in the snow,  will you please stay the fuck home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are over 55, do you have to drive in the fast lane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110010826919501623?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110010826919501623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110010826919501623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110010826919501623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110010826919501623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/heres-question-for-colorado-drivers.html' title='Here&apos;s a question for Colorado drivers'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110003270673998471</id><published>2004-11-09T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:38:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is some&lt;a href="http://www.fuckthesouth.com"&gt; hate&lt;/a&gt;, liberal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the slow south&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110003270673998471?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110003270673998471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110003270673998471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110003270673998471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110003270673998471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/here-is-some-hate-liberal-style.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-110001032084939856</id><published>2004-11-09T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T07:25:20.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate missing Sotho weddings</title><content type='html'>Some Great moments of Sotho Weddings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;B-dog fighting some bitch ass waitress for jacking his oakley's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matt getting wasted with Mike Turner, and then going to Palooka's with him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That drunk Indian who showed up at Turner's wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to a party at B-dog's after pixler's wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Randall Pink always weeping like a litlle girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My whole wedding party finishing off the grand&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I left at the bar before the wedding even starting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoking cigars in Estes Park w/ Pink and Matt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B-dog and Pink passing out on the way home from Estes Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Showing up wasted and late to Amanda's wedding, Tony D. breaking shit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my Godfather picture &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me, kicking the shit out of Matt for the last time &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so happy for Cheree and Chris and am sorry that I missed the&lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt; wedding&lt;/a&gt;, but I had to take care of the wife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tony, your next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-110001032084939856?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/110001032084939856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=110001032084939856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110001032084939856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/110001032084939856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-hate-missing-sotho-weddings.html' title='I hate missing Sotho weddings'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109959743262201053</id><published>2004-11-04T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T12:43:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my mind?</title><content type='html'>Pretty much all day yesterday my mind was on the election.  I was in a state of anger, and confusion. About four o'clock I got a phone call from the clinic that my wife goes to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her, and in that instant my mind was nowhere near the election and focused only on Amy and the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;-I'm still at the center, they want me to go over to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-What for? Are you going into labor?&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;-I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-What did the doctor say?&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;-just that I need to go to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, my ass was out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to the hospital was by far the longest drive of my life, and it only took twenty minutes. The range of emotions went from; fear for Amy, excitment that I might be a daddy, more fear for the pain that Amy will have to endure, joy, sadness, happiness, anger at the other drivers on the road for driving so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my family and her family to let them know that Amy was in the hospital and that I was almost sure that it was labor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, when I finally find the maternity ward ( should of thought about that before now ), and get in the door that they keep locked, I find Amy in a huge room and hooked up to all sorts of shit. She tells me that she is 2 cm dilated ( have no idea what that means, should have taken the birthing class, but I think it's always better going in blind ) and her cervix is 80% thin. The reason that the doctor sent her over was because she had protien in her piss and her blood pressure was too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to the doc, I was utterly confused but understood that we would be probably be going home, and Amy would have to go on modified bedrest ( she hates that ). I then called the family back and told them it was a false alarm and that Amy was ok for now, and that we were going home. The nurse also sent home a piss jug in which Amy had to piss in for the next 12 hours. On the way home I finally blew a sigh of relief and was angry at myself for having so much of my attenion on the election and its result. My wife is in agonizing pain and all I can do it is bitch about Bush, how fucking bad am I, where is my mind and where should it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to the conculsion that, yes I should be angry but my attenion should always be on my family, it took me this scare to realize this. That there ain't shit that I can do now but live with the choice that this country made and focus on my family and hopefully make a difference in 2006 and 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prediction is that Saturday we will have this baby. At 2:47 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109959743262201053?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109959743262201053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109959743262201053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109959743262201053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109959743262201053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is my mind?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109950527902532300</id><published>2004-11-03T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T11:07:59.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At least he'll go out with class.</title><content type='html'>John Kerry&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6363692/?GTI=5809"&gt; lost&lt;/a&gt; and will at least go out in class, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Bush lost, if he would have done the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109950527902532300?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109950527902532300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109950527902532300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109950527902532300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109950527902532300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/at-least-hell-go-out-with-class.html' title='At least he&apos;ll go out with class.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109949348690195723</id><published>2004-11-03T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T08:26:21.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the duece? I thought we had it in the bag.</title><content type='html'>I know.  I bet &lt;a href="http://www.spypages.blogspot.com"&gt;this girl&lt;/a&gt; ain't happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The president is still not decided, but it doesn't look good for us liberals.&lt;br /&gt;I said it " liberal ". Is that a bad word, on &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com"&gt;fox news&lt;/a&gt; it seems to be. In Ohio, it seems to be. IN the bible belt they don't know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the all the major cities in this country rally behind &lt;a href="http://www.johnkerry.com"&gt;Kerry&lt;/a&gt;, and all the rural rednecks rally behind the&lt;a href="http://www.georgewbush.com"&gt; moron&lt;/a&gt;. Is it because they relate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few things to look for in the next four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we'll have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;war&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rotten.com"&gt;body bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unitedamerican.com"&gt;higher health care&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;higher oil prices&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nra.com"&gt;more assault weapons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rich getting richer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hatred from the world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;debt in the tens of trillion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What we won't have&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;social security&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;education&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;money for the middle class, for the lower class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monster.com"&gt;jobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pfizer.com"&gt;presciption drugs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fire stations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stem cell research&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/6383353/"&gt;equal rights for homosexuals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a lot more for both these catagories, but I'm too pissed off to think. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's hard for me to think that my son is going to born into a world run by the religious right and rednecks from Texas. Wasn't the 90's great. Clinton in office, everybody in the world respecting our country, equal rights for everyone, a surplus in the government. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What happened?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a good note, one of my best friends, Turner, had a healthy little girl last night at 3:52 in the morning. I wish the best for those guy's and hope that any day now I will meet my little guy. Congrats, I nkow that she is beautiful and has two great parents, I am so happy for you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a bad note. One of the people that help my dad sober up 18 years ago was found dead yesterday of an apparent heart attack. Buffalo was a good man and he will be missed immensly by everyone that knew him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;H. Clinton, Howard Dean, Bob Kerrey, John Edwards, Barack Odama, please someone step up and take back America in '08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109949348690195723?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109949348690195723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109949348690195723&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109949348690195723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109949348690195723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-duece-i-thought-we-had-it-in-bag.html' title='What the duece? I thought we had it in the bag.'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109932126099012057</id><published>2004-11-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T08:05:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you mind stepping out of the car ?</title><content type='html'>I never thought I would want to take a sobriety road side test, but that was before I quit drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall Pink&lt;br /&gt;-there are never cops on 85, you can drive 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-are you sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;br /&gt;-yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go 90 on our way to Greely, B. dog and Pixler in the back of Pixler's Benz are drunk as hell, screaming killer lyrics into my ear, drinking key light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the cop just after Ft. Lupton going a mere 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-Did you see that cop, Pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink&lt;br /&gt;-yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Dog&lt;br /&gt;-beers in your lap and under the seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull over and an old ass cop comes over and gets all the shit he needs. My phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;-When are you coming home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-I just got pulled over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink, B.Dog., Pixler&lt;br /&gt;-Let me talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-Do you want to talk to these guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;-no, what did you get pulled over for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-speeding, let ne call you back the cop is coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cop comes back with another cop and asks me if I would mind taking a roadside test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop&lt;br /&gt;-follow this light with your eye's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-you got it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm doing this all I hear is laughing and flashing light coming from the benzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop&lt;br /&gt;-that's good, have you had anything to drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;-about two years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop&lt;br /&gt;-we just had to make sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture that they took on Pink's phone was a piece of crap, but the picture does have a nice story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more to the story, but it is not my place to really tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B. Dog&lt;/a&gt; will, but other than that vote Kerry tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109932126099012057?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109932126099012057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109932126099012057&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109932126099012057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109932126099012057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/11/would-you-mind-stepping-out-of-car.html' title='Would you mind stepping out of the car ?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109906961741919970</id><published>2004-10-29T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T11:06:57.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons I quit Halloween</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the reasons I've given up on halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my grandparents dressing me up as Casper when I was 6, while my brother got to be a devil, and my sister a witch. I don't know why they did that way, but I hope that my grandpa was drunk when he picked out the costumes. my wife can't get enough of that picture ( she is th eonly one that will see it )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some guy going into the hot tub with his shoes on and then crapping on Turner's couch. talk about party foul&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting bagsnatched as a child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fighting some dude because his bitch won't shut up. and he didn't believe that me and b-dog were cousins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing a world tour, of nasty ass shots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dressing up is gay, look at raider fans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it always snows on halloween&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buying an afro wig for like 60 bucks, and then losing it when i knocked my brother out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching buck hack up his liver on a nice leather chair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching my wife hack up over a balcony dressed as " the cat in the hat "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they only show halloween 5 now on A&amp;amp;E&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109906961741919970?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109906961741919970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109906961741919970&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109906961741919970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109906961741919970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/reasons-i-quit-halloween.html' title='Reasons I quit Halloween'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109896960725924807</id><published>2004-10-28T07:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T07:20:07.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse? What curse?</title><content type='html'>You BoSox fans can finally rid yourself of the great Bambino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109896960725924807?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109896960725924807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109896960725924807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109896960725924807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109896960725924807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/curse-what-curse.html' title='Curse? What curse?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109882035973125972</id><published>2004-10-26T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T13:52:39.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in fatherhood ( pre-kid )</title><content type='html'>I'm making a big guess here, but being a dad is probably harder than it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of things Amy already told me I can't do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put all hardwood floors in the house, so the kid can run around naked and the clean up would only be a swifter away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When Connor drops the deuce, hose him down in the sink or the back yard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tan him, so he won't be pasty and called albino&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make him watch Poltergiest when he's five, I did it and I turned out just fine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach him to say cocksucker to in-laws. Then scold him in front of the in-laws and praise him after the in-laws are gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teach him to ride the dog like a pony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pee on the walls ( that is already a rule )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have fingerpainting day, while she's gone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I thought for sure that Amy was going into labor, she was having contractions on the hour every hour. It turned out to be a false alarm, but it got me real nervous and thinking about a multitude of things. Everything that I know will change, every single minute for the rest of my life I will always worry about Connor. Hard to imagine trying to do that if I was still drinking and partying like I used too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watching my brother with his adorable baby, and seeing how much that changed the way he is ( trust me he still is a dickhead and punk when she ain't around ) and the way he acts is an inspiration to me and I thank him for showing me that being a dad is something special. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Connor is close to changing my life forever and although it's scary to think about, I'm also excited to finally hold him and teach him and love him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109882035973125972?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109882035973125972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109882035973125972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109882035973125972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109882035973125972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/adventures-in-fatherhood-pre-kid.html' title='Adventures in fatherhood ( pre-kid )'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109870980009534642</id><published>2004-10-25T07:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T07:16:22.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back On Top</title><content type='html'>After finishing the summer softball season in disappointment. The Gamecocks lost thier first game of the fall season 11-9 to the hated rivals the Bulldogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next seven games were a differant matter altogather, with lineup changes and position changes that Cocks began to gel. Scoring 119 runs in those seven games and only allowing33 runs no other teams got within 10 runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two games ended up being against the two teams that we deem our rivals in the league. Men w/ Sac had our number dating back to last fall when they took the fall tournament by one run and had owned us during the spring and summer leagues, but last week we gave them a trashing 13-3 and got into first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the rematch with the Bulldogs. And after the first inning they had a 1-0 lead, then in the second inning the bats woke up and we put up 6. By the 3rd inning we had a 9-3 lead and never looked back as we went on to win 16-6 in five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to end on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocks world domination in '05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109870980009534642?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109870980009534642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109870980009534642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109870980009534642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109870980009534642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/back-on-top.html' title='Back On Top'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109840945198434813</id><published>2004-10-21T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T07:22:59.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/n5551806.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/n5551806.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary ass shit &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how far along Amy is with our son Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun to ask myself a few questions about the pregnancy and fatherhood in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy, has your water broken?&lt;br /&gt;-Not yet, stop asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How close are the contractions?&lt;br /&gt;-Leave me alone, I'm hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;-no answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I put the doctor's number in my phone?&lt;br /&gt;-you haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you pack you bag for the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;-you do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatherhood questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he have hoofs and horns?&lt;br /&gt;-maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my bad karma haunt Connor?&lt;br /&gt;-my dad's still haunt my ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i mature enough?&lt;br /&gt;-no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Amy?&lt;br /&gt;-yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready to get piss in the face?&lt;br /&gt;-no, but will have to live with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much sleep will I lose?&lt;br /&gt;-mostly all of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my crazy in-laws drive me fucking nuts?&lt;br /&gt;-guarenteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready?&lt;br /&gt;-fuck no, but I am ready to finally meet my son face to face and to love him with everything that I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you soon, buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARDS IN SEVEN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-109840945198434813?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109840945198434813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109840945198434813&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109840945198434813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109840945198434813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/questions.html' title='Questions?'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109832224909564203</id><published>2004-10-20T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T07:14:22.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPTAIN CAVEMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/captcave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/captcave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPTIAN CAVEMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Johnny Damon gets it done, after a dismal first 6 games of the LCS. After he got thrown out at home, I figured that he would just drift into another bad game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, the next pitch was the biggest swing of his life. He had as many hits in the game as he had in the whole LCS, way to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Popi is a scary man, I would hate to pitch to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;B. Love&lt;/a&gt; book your flight, you won't get tiks, but you can go to the riots after Fenway falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many Bostonians called into worked today, all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, can we focus on the NLCS. Yesterday's game was epic, Pujols strokes and Edmonds ends it. If your an Astro's fan you hope that it doesn't come down to Micilli, he's a gas can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards keep the curse alive and beat the Sox in seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CARDS&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/7753081-109832224909564203?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109832224909564203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109832224909564203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109832224909564203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109832224909564203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/captain-caveman.html' title='CAPTAIN CAVEMAN'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109827851040081878</id><published>2004-10-20T07:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T07:21:50.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Ass A-Rod, looking like Raw dog</title><content type='html'>Could this really be happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the feeling in New York right now? Is it one of terror, one of shame, are just one of waiting and stunned silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stadium last night was out of control, even if the blue got both those calls right. And what up Alex, you don't have to look like Raw Dog running the bases. That was a bush league play and it shows your true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people were thinking that T. Clark was going to end the game with a walkoff, I know I was thinking Aaron Boone after Foulke walked Seirra ( I hit ball hard ), who still can speak a lick of english. You've been here like twenty years, learn the language. When the count got full, I was sure that T. Clark was going deep, I could barely open my eyes and watch as Foulke blew it by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com"&gt;fox &lt;/a&gt;happy ? &lt;a href="http://www.jvallstar.blogspot.com"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; would be happy if the sox win tonite&lt;br /&gt;This is bettter than they could have hoped for,  even better is that they had to bring out the police in full riot gear in the eighth. How sweet was that to watch the S.W.A.T team crouch down on the line and that bald ass NYPD man pointing at everybody. Only in N.Y.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget about the other series, that game goes this afternoon. The&lt;a href="http://www.cardinals.com"&gt; Cards &lt;/a&gt;will pull it out, something I forgot to do eight month's ago. If they can't beat&lt;a href="http://www.astros.com"&gt; Pete Munro&lt;/a&gt;, they don't deserve to go to the World Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pitch to Beltran, and bean Kent and his porn Stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SOX, GO CARDS&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-109827851040081878?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109827851040081878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109827851040081878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109827851040081878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109827851040081878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/dirty-ass-rod-looking-like-raw-dog.html' title='Dirty Ass A-Rod, looking like Raw dog'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109819236288578043</id><published>2004-10-19T07:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T07:26:02.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Jeff Kent and his Porn Stash</title><content type='html'>Things that &lt;a href="http://www.astros.com"&gt;Jeff Kent&lt;/a&gt; should be doing, besides killing the Cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;driving a truck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clerking at the piggly wiggly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;amatuer porn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;milk commercials&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fighting Barry Bonds on&lt;a href="http://www.fox.com"&gt; fox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaning his shotguns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn him, damn him to hell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday night was a great night in&lt;a href="http://www.redsox.com"&gt; Boston&lt;/a&gt; ( I'm guessing ). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's and idea for Mr. Torre and the Yankees bullpen, if Ortiz fights off 5 or 6 pitch's on a 2-2 count maybe you should just walk him. He has single handly made this series great. That moonshot he hit in the 8th was unbeevable, and then he just gets it done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wouldn't have come to that if Captain Caveman ( Johnny Damon ) could just get a hit or maybe learn to bunt, he is  leadoff man. Captain Caveman needs a slump buster fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO SOX, GO CARDS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn Jeff Kent&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109819236288578043?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109819236288578043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109819236288578043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109819236288578043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109819236288578043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/damn-jeff-kent-and-his-porn-stash.html' title='Damn Jeff Kent and his Porn Stash'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109810684174971596</id><published>2004-10-18T07:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T07:40:41.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day</title><content type='html'>Even if I was fast asleep when Ortiz hit the walk off last night, I am still happy that the BoSox didn't get swept. Hopefully Pete Martinez will show up today against Moose. It looks like the Sox are sitting themselves up for a game 7 let down, but if they get to game 7 and win the curse could be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beltran ( who will probably join the evil empire next year ) is killing the Cards and anyone else who wants to pitch to him, stop throwing him the fastball he can hit it. Same with Matsui, Pedro walk him he is a Sox killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cocks beat the piss out of the team that they hate last night, finally. Good game B, and why is it every time I hit a home run it's a out. Fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109810684174971596?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109810684174971596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109810684174971596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109810684174971596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109810684174971596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-more-day.html' title='One more day'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109793620246459228</id><published>2004-10-16T08:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T10:46:36.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on Saturday morning sucks</title><content type='html'>It would be worse if I was still drinking, going to work hung over or still drunk was always tough, and we used to do that on the weekdays. It still sucks waking up at 6:30 to come into to work for five hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are plenty of other things I could be doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting ready for football &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;coaching football&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking with the wife&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rubbing the wife's stomach ( connor loves that )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading the morbid newspaper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching cartoons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yelling at my dog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the&lt;a href="http://www.cubuffs.com"&gt; buffs&lt;/a&gt; are also playing the early game today so I will miss the start, fucking work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the best things about saturday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no traffic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;college football&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wife making a good breakfast ( rolls or rools if you can't speel i mean spell )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poker online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one day closer to my fat wife being skinny again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taking naps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beating my dog, loving him right after&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109793620246459228?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109793620246459228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109793620246459228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109793620246459228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109793620246459228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/working-on-saturday-mornin_109793620246459228.html' title='Working on Saturday morning sucks'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109779275599214134</id><published>2004-10-14T16:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:25:55.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how sweet the Seavers are now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109779275599214134?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109779275599214134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109779275599214134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109779275599214134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109779275599214134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/tell-me-how-sweet-seavers-are-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109776055197197448</id><published>2004-10-14T07:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T07:29:11.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully Carol shows up sober...</title><content type='html'>Reasons for Carol Seaver to Drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kirk cameron is the star of left behind, and is reborn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alan thike hosts meaningless game shows&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the mole didn't ask her to come back &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;she's still a nerd at the reunion of growing pains&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;flashbacks of her eating disorder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wants to pick up kids from a soccor game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;what happened to the cast of this great show, the only one to do any good is Leo, and he was a runaway or something and had a small role. what happened to boner, and mike seaver being cool. now he is some reborn nut, and ben what happened to him? I guess I'll have to watch the reunion and hopefully Carol will be sober...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109776055197197448?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109776055197197448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109776055197197448&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109776055197197448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109776055197197448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/hopefully-carol-shows-up-sober.html' title='Hopefully Carol shows up sober...'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109767927091620217</id><published>2004-10-13T08:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T08:57:20.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee is for closers...</title><content type='html'>I didn't think it would come down to that last night with how good Moose was pitching ( and Amy I'm sure that Moose is married, so stop fawning over him. You hate the Yankees. ) After 19 straight outs the Red Sox finally cowboyed up and stopped hitting like the softball team we played on Sunday ( 21-1 win for the Cocks ). I was hoping that the Sox would come back and win that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedro will hopefully pull an Oepidus Rex scene tonite and kill his father, and hopefully he doesn't find his mother.&lt;br /&gt;Pedro they are your  daddy, but someday you will step up and beat your  daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Sox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be hard for us at home to switch the game and watch the pres. debate, but I'm sure I will switch and hopefully watch John Kerry close the deal on that&lt;a href="http://www.georgebush.com"&gt; inept cokehead&lt;/a&gt;, and that will be that. We will finally see what a complete fool Bush is tonite when they talk domestic issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee is for closers....&lt;br /&gt;Glengarry Glen Ross&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/7753081-109767927091620217?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109767927091620217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109767927091620217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109767927091620217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109767927091620217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/coffee-is-for-closers.html' title='Coffee is for closers...'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109761363696202037</id><published>2004-10-12T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T14:40:36.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.Barr vs Dr. Phil </title><content type='html'>Brought to by Don King and Bert Sugar, this fight will be epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roseanne Barr called Dr. Phil " Hitler " and said she could whup his ass, and I think her fat ass could. It would definitly be in the heavyweight division with Dr. Phil giving up a couple of pounds but making up for it in reach and pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give to R. Barr in the late rounds, with either a TKO or a DQ.  Afterwards Roseanne will try and go after Tom Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109761363696202037?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109761363696202037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109761363696202037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109761363696202037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109761363696202037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/rbarr-vs-dr-phil.html' title='R.Barr vs Dr. Phil '/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109758835241432858</id><published>2004-10-12T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T07:39:12.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it time to invade Minot</title><content type='html'>Pete Coors let it slip that North Dakota has nuclear weapons, this wasn't supposed to come out untill November 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fiqure now that the invasion will start and when we get to Bismark, we'll just go from there. Make sure to take your Parka's and your silver bullets, go Coors!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS ON&lt;br /&gt;Red Sox/Yankees&lt;br /&gt;I hate both these teams, but this still is the best rivalry in any sport. I just hope that Pedro gets to show off his lettuce to his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Sox in six, Boston will go up in flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Braves lost last night, and the jungle karma couldn't help them. Nice try Smoltz, don't worry you'll get there next year, and hopefully we don't have to hear how Ceurvo Furcal has to do 21 days in the stir, unless he continues to get donged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cardinals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109758835241432858?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109758835241432858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109758835241432858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109758835241432858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109758835241432858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/is-it-time-to-invade-minot.html' title='Is it time to invade Minot'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109750972479814363</id><published>2004-10-11T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T09:48:44.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wire</title><content type='html'>does &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com"&gt;HBO&lt;/a&gt; have to make all the good cable shows on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new addiction is The Wire, which could be the best show on HBO, even better than the Sopranos, and I'm a wannabe Italian. The more I watch the show the more I appreciate the way the whole show is presented , from the grittiness of the street life to the dirtiness of the local politicians to the drunk cops and their lifes. The other cable outlets need to take their cue from HBO and start making tv that is this good, and if you don't have HBO get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my favorite HBO shows ( in order )&lt;br /&gt;1. The Wire&lt;br /&gt;2.The Sopranos&lt;br /&gt;3.Deadwood&lt;br /&gt;4.Real Time w/Bill Mahr&lt;br /&gt;5.America Undercover&lt;br /&gt;6.Entourage&lt;br /&gt;7.Mr. Show&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-109750972479814363?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109750972479814363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109750972479814363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109750972479814363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109750972479814363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/wire.html' title='The Wire'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109738687266983395</id><published>2004-10-09T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:51:24.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fahrenheit 9/11</title><content type='html'>Amy and I just finished watching this remarkable &lt;a href="http://fahrenheit9/11.com"&gt;movie.&lt;/a&gt; Many questions were answered and many more came up. Amy asked me if I thought that Bush could really be involved in a conspiracy that deep with the Saudi's, I said of course I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking our dog, I tried to tell her that anytime that we are in war and we want to know why we are not getting out look to the people that stand to lose the most &lt;a href="http://www.halliburton.com"&gt;money&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money does it take to wash the blood of kids, wrecked families, widowed wives, fatherless and motherless children, how much does it take to clear your conscience . a couple billion, shit for me it couldn't be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite parts was when the kids in &lt;a href="http://www.michigan.com"&gt;flint&lt;/a&gt; said they saw the bombed out buildings in Iraq, and said it reminded them of their hood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should see this movie, on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open your fucking eye's&lt;br /&gt;remember it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny&lt;br /&gt;&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/7753081-109738687266983395?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109738687266983395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109738687266983395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109738687266983395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109738687266983395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/fahrenheit-911.html' title='Fahrenheit 9/11'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109730439616816681</id><published>2004-10-09T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:03:48.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>amy</title><content type='html'>Amy is my wife and I adore her, I owe her every breath that I take, without her I am positive I would be in the ground. I've seen and heard these reborn christians and watched them as they try to push thier new faith on you. Well, with Amy I became a reborn man, I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows that I will always be the &lt;a href="http://toysrus.com"&gt;kid&lt;/a&gt;, even with the baby on the way. With us is more of a &lt;a href="http://georgebush.com"&gt;take-take&lt;/a&gt; relationship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few of my flaws ( being an alpha male in my family don't help )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;bad with money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://aa.com"&gt;recovering alcohilic &lt;/a&gt;( wouldn't be if it wasn't for her, even if in my mind I'm the one who stopped )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sex fiend ( that's a two way street )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irresonsible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.partypoker.com"&gt;gambling problem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no gall bladder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://democraticparty.com"&gt;democrat&lt;/a&gt; ( that's more her problem )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;selfish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cocky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mean&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and many more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;the good qualities that I have I owe to her and some days I still treat her like shit, ( even if I don't mean it ) without her love I would be lost and still fucked up if not dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank you, baby you are my light, my happiness, my soul, without you darkness would embrace me and never let go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730439616816681?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730439616816681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730439616816681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730439616816681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730439616816681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/amy.html' title='amy'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109730756805105261</id><published>2004-10-09T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:39:28.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vegas is the place where the SoTho goes on vacation, and we do that shit right, we bring it down. Are those people doing the Ceasers show real? B you know&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/011_10A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/011_10A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730756805105261?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730756805105261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730756805105261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730756805105261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730756805105261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/vegas-is-place-where-sotho-goes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109730704601742315</id><published>2004-10-09T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:30:46.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and I don't drink, guess who's wasted. PINK&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/015_14A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/015_14A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730704601742315?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730704601742315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730704601742315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/019_18A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/019_18A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730692170032485?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730692170032485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730692170032485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730692170032485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730692170032485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-want-more.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109730684573814071</id><published>2004-10-09T01:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:27:25.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sotho takes over vegas, bugsy who?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/012_11A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/012_11A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730684573814071?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730684573814071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730684573814071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730684573814071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730684573814071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/sotho-takes-over-vegas-bugsy-who.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109730639603922198</id><published>2004-10-09T01:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T01:19:56.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me and my baby outside of dolce&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/50/006_3A.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/45/1984/320/006_3A.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109730639603922198?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109730639603922198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109730639603922198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730639603922198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109730639603922198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/me-and-my-baby-outside-of-dolce.html' title=''/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109727170158730618</id><published>2004-10-08T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T15:41:41.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the blue, into the black</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this is a term that i picture this country going towards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i always thought that with Clinton, we had a half way perfect world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and in 2000, as i sat drunk at a poker table @ &lt;a href="http://mirage.com"&gt;The Mirage&lt;/a&gt; I watched as this country went into the black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;being wasted i really could have gave a fuck, but now i'm almost two years sober.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i ask myself " if you were fucked up all the time then how do you know you were in the blue? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i don't, but i've heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tonite i'll be watching close as our president bumbles his way against &lt;a href="http://johnkerry.com"&gt;john kerry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hopefully in three weeks we came come out of the dark and into the blue again, because i hate being in this fucking tunnel that this country is in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and ask plenty of drunks, we do pay attenion when our heads aren't far enough in the bottle to care, and now i do care&lt;/span&gt;&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/7753081-109727170158730618?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109727170158730618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109727170158730618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109727170158730618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109727170158730618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/out-of-blue-into-black.html' title='out of the blue, into the black'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109725161898625981</id><published>2004-10-08T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:06:58.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst fears</title><content type='html'>in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;failure, this could be everyone's biggest fear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waking up alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;picking up the bottle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ending up like my father&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting old, being out of touch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;republicans, george bush and company&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;organized religion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shitting my pants in public, or pissing myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going limp?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going bald, no worries really&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109725161898625981?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109725161898625981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109725161898625981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109725161898625981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109725161898625981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-worst-fears_08.html' title='My worst fears'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109725115117730343</id><published>2004-10-08T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T10:02:58.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My worst fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Failure- no shit this could be everyone's worde fear&lt;br /&gt;2. one day waking up, being old. I would love to be young forever&lt;br /&gt;3. waking up alone,&lt;br /&gt;4. football going on strike&lt;br /&gt;5. ending up like my father, we'll get to this another day&lt;br /&gt;6. picking up the bottle again, kind of goes with all these fears and would probably kill me&lt;br /&gt;7. finding out that life has no meaning&lt;br /&gt;8. republicans, the christian colliation, organized religion in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try to sleep every night and this is the shit I think about, but in a year or even in 6 weeks all these fears could change and be something new. It is easier to sleep with fear, because if I didn't have to worry and fret than life wouldn't be this journey we all take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight&lt;/span&gt;&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/7753081-109725115117730343?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109725115117730343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109725115117730343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109725115117730343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109725115117730343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-worst-fears.html' title='My worst fears'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109717402975718765</id><published>2004-10-07T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T12:35:03.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life ain't nothing but bitches and money</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In high school we all used to think this, growing up in the SoTho is something that I will always love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;People that we know that aren't from SoTho don't understand the loyalty that we have for our little hood. We looked at people from down south ( highlands ranch, littleton and so on ) as stuck up pricks. Its more like we are the kids from South Boston in Good Will Hunting and they are the yuppie wannabes in St. Elmos Fire. Even now, grown up I will raise my son ( who is almost here ) with the SoTho lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A few standards that we have in the SoTho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Word is bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't talk shit unless your ready to throw down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Puke and rally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No such things as friends, because your friends should be your family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Growing up doesn't mean that you should lose your roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;... is all about money ain't a damn thing &lt;a href="http://www.factcheck.org"&gt;funny&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753081-109717402975718765?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109717402975718765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109717402975718765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109717402975718765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109717402975718765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/life-aint-nothing-but-bitches-and.html' title='Life ain&apos;t nothing but bitches and money'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753081.post-109707601243883235</id><published>2004-10-06T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T09:25:12.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drake Dean is a sweet name</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;would someone please tell my wife that Drake Dean is not a porn star name, and if it is what of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I mean at least daddy would have fun if his son was in an industry that  is the biggest in America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Drake could also be the name of a Quarterback, is what I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess I do like the name Connor for our son who is almost here, and I can't be more excited for his arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&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/7753081-109707601243883235?l=sotho8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/feeds/109707601243883235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7753081&amp;postID=109707601243883235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109707601243883235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753081/posts/default/109707601243883235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sotho8.blogspot.com/2004/10/drake-dean-is-sweet-name.html' title='Drake Dean is a sweet name'/><author><name>sotho8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955294643286578761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos3.flickr.com/2469720_00667be8a6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
