<?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-30917682</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:58:12.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Occasional Outlook</title><subtitle type='html'>Frankly, I'm just not dedicated enough to title the blog "Daily Outlook". As something strikes me as interesting, quirky, irritating, or newsworthy, I'll post.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1354710286026070340</id><published>2008-12-23T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:23:28.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusius say:</title><summary type='text'>He who put face in fruit drink get punch in the nose.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1354710286026070340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1354710286026070340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1354710286026070340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1354710286026070340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/12/confusius-say.html' title='Confusius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3677044241489262717</id><published>2008-11-17T16:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:41:31.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is ALWAYS greener</title><summary type='text'>Apparently our neighbor's yard is the Charmin Ultra Soft two-ply to our generic brand, sandpapery, one ply to our dog. It never fails, if we let her out the front door, she immediately darts over to our neighbor's finely manicured lawn and gets down to the dirty business.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3677044241489262717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3677044241489262717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3677044241489262717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3677044241489262717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/11/grass-is-always-greener.html' title='The grass is ALWAYS greener'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-4900346399190453970</id><published>2008-11-06T10:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:58:59.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusius say:</title><summary type='text'>Man who lose key to girlfriend's apartment not get new key.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/4900346399190453970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=4900346399190453970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4900346399190453970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4900346399190453970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/11/confusius-say.html' title='Confusius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3144326540132071590</id><published>2008-11-02T22:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:50:28.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Issue 5 Ohio</title><summary type='text'>The other night at dinner some people were discussing the various Issues on Ohio's ballot this Tuesday. Particularly, Issue 5 came up. Some were not aware of what Issue 5, while others who did know what the issue was did not know how it was worded and therefore did not know how to vote.Issue 5: Should check cashing businesses be regulated as to how much interest they can charge?The facts: The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3144326540132071590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3144326540132071590' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3144326540132071590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3144326540132071590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/11/issue-5-ohio.html' title='Issue 5 Ohio'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-6838680196882565736</id><published>2008-10-23T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:27:03.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We had our cake and, wait for it, ATE IT TOO!</title><summary type='text'>The sneaky highlight of our anniversary evening might have been the cake. In typical first year anniversary tradition, the top of our cake was swept away from the reception, wrapped, and placed in the freezer for October 20, 2008.Expecting freezer burned nastiness, we also had a back-up plan. We got a free cake from our cake makers for screwing up our wedding cake. (And by screwing up I mean it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/6838680196882565736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=6838680196882565736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6838680196882565736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6838680196882565736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-had-our-cake-and-wait-for-it-ate-it.html' title='We had our cake and, wait for it, ATE IT TOO!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-6542425687171690232</id><published>2008-10-20T01:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:06:42.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><summary type='text'>A year (actually 366 days) ago today, I married the love of my life, my best friend, and the only person I have ever trusted with all of my being. The woman I never dreamed I would find. I thank God every day that I did not settle, as I had resigned myself to do. If I had settled, I never would have known you.I do not fear growing old anymore, because I will grow old with you. I cherish that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/6542425687171690232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=6542425687171690232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6542425687171690232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6542425687171690232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-898838053431100488</id><published>2008-10-13T11:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:49:48.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>When called an idiot sometimes is better to be quiet, than open mouth and remove all doubt.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/898838053431100488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=898838053431100488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/898838053431100488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/898838053431100488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/10/confucius-say.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1148194030484733192</id><published>2008-09-24T10:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:12:47.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes</title><summary type='text'>Dear Friends and Family,I'm writing to you to ask for your support in a very special cause.As you may know, I have type 1 diabetes. In fact, this July marked my 10th year of having diabetes. I blogged and chronicled my own diabetes story in four parts (if you follow this link, scroll down to find the four-part saga).Once again this year, the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation is holding a Walk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1148194030484733192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1148194030484733192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1148194030484733192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1148194030484733192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/09/jdrf-walk-to-cure-diabetes.html' title='JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1324081577279137408</id><published>2008-09-24T09:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:44:10.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was the breast of times, it was the worst of times</title><summary type='text'>I have never really found PETA to have much value or worth. The semi-nude ads? Those are quaint. Throwing paint on people wearing fur? You deserve a beatdown and then some. Taping slaughterhouses and farms where animals are severely mistreated, and where sick animals are coaxed and prepared for consumption? That is great work.But this goes too far.Human breast milk for ice cream? Are you kidding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1324081577279137408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1324081577279137408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1324081577279137408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1324081577279137408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-was-breast-of-times-it-was-worst-of.html' title='It was the breast of times, it was the worst of times'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2140861319960044110</id><published>2008-09-17T16:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T16:56:36.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Articles</title><summary type='text'>Having read my wife's most recent blog entry about her chesticles, I feel compelled to provide a supplemental blog entry.It is true that I said her chest was bigger than some of the girls in this month's issue. I point that out both because it is true but also because she once stated that all the girls featured have gigantic bolt-ons (read: implants). I naysayed that statement and have offered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2140861319960044110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2140861319960044110' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2140861319960044110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2140861319960044110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-articles.html' title='For the Articles'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1645458057887343759</id><published>2008-09-15T16:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:38:10.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusius Say:</title><summary type='text'>Support bacteria -- it's the only culture some people have!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1645458057887343759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1645458057887343759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1645458057887343759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1645458057887343759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/09/confusius-say_15.html' title='Confusius Say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-6445457385672960974</id><published>2008-09-04T09:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:43:24.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusius say...</title><summary type='text'>Man with hole in pocket feel cocky all day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/6445457385672960974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=6445457385672960974' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6445457385672960974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6445457385672960974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/09/confusius-say.html' title='Confusius say...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2411248799169610133</id><published>2008-08-29T10:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:50:26.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Mikestrodamus</title><summary type='text'>John McCain picked his VP.  As I said on August 22:"I have to think his pick will be one or more of the following: young, a minority, and a woman. McCain will want someone of the youth movement but probably very conservative... ."His pick is a woman and young. In fact, she is the youngest person to ever be selected as the governor of Alaska. Congrats to Gov. Sarah Palin!But I can't help but think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2411248799169610133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2411248799169610133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2411248799169610133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2411248799169610133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/call-me-mikestrodamus.html' title='Call Me Mikestrodamus'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-4472906711944925405</id><published>2008-08-26T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:01:11.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was carpet...</title><summary type='text'>Next Tuesday.Apparently the squeeky wheel gets the carpet installed.Booyah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/4472906711944925405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=4472906711944925405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4472906711944925405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4472906711944925405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-then-there-was-carpet.html' title='And then there was carpet...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-4534133168035107830</id><published>2008-08-26T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:04:35.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Candy in Me</title><summary type='text'>My mom, Candy, is about the most resourceful person I know. Need tickets to a sold out event? She can make it happen. If not, she'll get you an autographed headshot. Want a week in the Caribbean? Done. It's really amazing. How does she do it? Persistence, persistence, persistence. Oh, and a stubborn streak that refuses to let accept a "No". It's like the word "No" is filtered in her head to mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/4534133168035107830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=4534133168035107830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4534133168035107830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4534133168035107830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/candy-in-me.html' title='The Candy in Me'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-9121472715147012166</id><published>2008-08-23T16:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:02:39.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not good Bayh, It's good Biden</title><summary type='text'>At 3 a.m. (thanks for looking out for the working class folk) Senator Obama announced his pick of Joe Biden as VP. I knew that is who he would pick but I hoped for more and I hoped for better. I think this is a mistake, but then again what do I know?Sorry Evan, hopefully you won't always be the bridesmaid.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/9121472715147012166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=9121472715147012166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/9121472715147012166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/9121472715147012166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-good-bayh-its-good-biden.html' title='It&apos;s not good Bayh, It&apos;s good Biden'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5980624289553087953</id><published>2008-08-22T09:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:46:11.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Excited I Could vP Myself</title><summary type='text'>As my good friend Adam pointed out, VP is something that everyone gets fired up about but after it happens no one cares anymore. I have to admit, I am one of those people fired up about it because I have a horse in the race (see here).McCain's pick: I have no stinking clue. I have to think his pick will be one or more of the following: young, a minority, and a woman. McCain will want someone of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5980624289553087953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5980624289553087953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5980624289553087953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5980624289553087953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-excited-i-could-vp-myself.html' title='So Excited I Could vP Myself'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3124706016325396572</id><published>2008-08-18T09:46:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:05:52.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some opportunities should not be missed.</title><summary type='text'>As an Indianapolis Colts season ticket holder (four years and counting), the Colts organization saw it fit to have an open house at the newest NFL stadium, Lucas Oil Stadium (barf on the name). So what does the open house mean? Walking on the field and through the locker rooms.Though it meant getting up Sunday and driving 3.5 hours to Indy, hanging out for a few hours, then driving 3.5 hours back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3124706016325396572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3124706016325396572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3124706016325396572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3124706016325396572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-opportunities-should-not-be-missed.html' title='Some opportunities should not be missed.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cNhlf_hyY5o/SKl-iIxhl8I/AAAAAAAAABU/NoP6W_96pMU/s72-c/IMG00128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-788754199037559167</id><published>2008-08-14T20:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:37:54.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Blood Horror!</title><summary type='text'>Sit down my marginally magically masterfulled muggles. I have horrendous news. Horrendous news indeed. It would seem the prats at Warner Bros. have gone and bollixed up my movie viewing schedule (pronounced with an English accent as shed-yule).The powers that be at the WB have MOVED the opening of Harry Potter and the Half-Blooded Prince back. The original opening date was Nov. 21, 2008. So when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/788754199037559167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=788754199037559167' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/788754199037559167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/788754199037559167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/half-blood-horror.html' title='Half-Blood Horror!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5467615241138929605</id><published>2008-08-05T15:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:49:56.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>Foolish man give wife grand piano, wise man give wife upright organ.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5467615241138929605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5467615241138929605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5467615241138929605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5467615241138929605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/confucius-say.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-9201694517127272591</id><published>2008-08-01T10:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:52:53.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All Dorks!</title><summary type='text'>As some of you may know, in December 2007 Amazon.com purchased a hand-written copy of "The Tales of the Beetle Bard". What is Beetle the Bard, you ask? JK Rowling referred to this book in the final Harry Potter book. Beetle Bard is a book of fairy tales that eventually play a role in the HP series. Amazon.com paid 1,950,000 pounds (it went to charity) for a copy of the book. Apparently Ms. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/9201694517127272591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=9201694517127272591' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/9201694517127272591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/9201694517127272591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/08/calling-all-dorks.html' title='Calling All Dorks!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1197986431289704991</id><published>2008-07-25T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:03:58.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(Shhhhh, Don't Tell)</title><summary type='text'>Now that my wife has broken the story of our vacation plans, we now have to come up with a cover story to fool the masses.In reality, we are not going to the Caymans to layout, shop at Caymanian stores, hang out with turtles, go to Hell (and back), swim up to a bar with GREAT regularity, relax away from work, celebrate our one-year anniversary, snorkel, play with stingrays, sit around and make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1197986431289704991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1197986431289704991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1197986431289704991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1197986431289704991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/shhhhh-dont-tell.html' title='(Shhhhh, Don&apos;t Tell)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-448774079721463852</id><published>2008-07-23T16:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:15:13.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>It take many nails to build crib but one screw to fill it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/448774079721463852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=448774079721463852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/448774079721463852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/448774079721463852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/confucius-say_23.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5394861091424796185</id><published>2008-07-18T12:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T12:09:10.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement Parade</title><summary type='text'>Pretty sure I have not been this excited to see a movie since the second and third LOTR movies came out. I'm a nerd, I know. This is well established and my wife gave informed consent before marrying me. *Photo courtesy of comingsoon.net</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5394861091424796185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5394861091424796185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5394861091424796185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5394861091424796185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/excitement-parade.html' title='Excitement Parade'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cNhlf_hyY5o/SIC_9ScospI/AAAAAAAAABM/3Rv1nsMN6vQ/s72-c/The_Dark_Knight_42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-6155839134243793942</id><published>2008-07-16T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:57:20.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And They Shall Call Her.....</title><summary type='text'>Therese Marian D.Tess for short.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/6155839134243793942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=6155839134243793942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6155839134243793942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/6155839134243793942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-they-shall-call-her.html' title='And They Shall Call Her.....'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-930451973164666910</id><published>2008-07-16T00:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:15:28.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This just in:</title><summary type='text'>IT'S A GIRL!The little dumpling was born at 9:24 tonight (well last night technically... the 15th).7 lbs.20 inches longNo name yet.....I was right on the sex and never guessed the date. The wife said boy and the 18th. Just yesterday I was teasing my sis-in-law that she needed to get the heathen out of her. My suggestion was to eat spicy food while having sex during a walk around the neighborhood.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/930451973164666910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=930451973164666910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/930451973164666910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/930451973164666910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-just-in.html' title='This just in:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-871367696079897239</id><published>2008-07-15T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:51:00.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>War doesn't determine who is right, war determines who is left.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/871367696079897239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=871367696079897239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/871367696079897239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/871367696079897239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/confucius-say_15.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2517878898314023106</id><published>2008-07-08T11:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:26:24.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Kids</title><summary type='text'>Reason #1 I cannot wait to have kids:The idea of raising, teaching, and coddling a mini-me or mini-her seems too perfect. It's like I get a "do over" with my own life. I can live through them and their successes where I did not/could not have them.Reason #1 I can wait to have kids:I like sleep.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2517878898314023106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2517878898314023106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2517878898314023106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2517878898314023106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/having-kids.html' title='Having Kids'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1715838218518199124</id><published>2008-07-07T13:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:45:46.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>Baseball is wrong - man with four balls cannot walk.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1715838218518199124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1715838218518199124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1715838218518199124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1715838218518199124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/confucius-say.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-7528367149304744939</id><published>2008-07-02T11:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:02:42.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather....</title><summary type='text'>A) Wait until the last minute to get something done?B) Do a little bit at a time until it is done?C) Do as much as possible up front/get it done early and coast come deadline time?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/7528367149304744939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=7528367149304744939' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7528367149304744939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7528367149304744939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/07/would-you-rather.html' title='Would you rather....'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1477851696265035321</id><published>2008-06-30T10:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:50:49.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thank You Date</title><summary type='text'>In addition to everything the wife said in her blog entry here, a few other interesting things happened that day.A first for me at the blackjack table: Some clod sat down and got $100 in chips. He proceeded to bet $70ish dollars on the first hand. He won. He let the whole amount ride. He lost it all. He bet what he had left. He blackjacked. He bet it all. He won. He bet it all again. He won. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1477851696265035321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1477851696265035321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1477851696265035321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1477851696265035321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you-date.html' title='The Thank You Date'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-8551300489113033388</id><published>2008-06-27T09:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:19:45.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius say:</title><summary type='text'>Grease monkey who go to bed without bathing wake up oily in the morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/8551300489113033388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=8551300489113033388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8551300489113033388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8551300489113033388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/confucius-say_27.html' title='Confucius say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-7005395611611114552</id><published>2008-06-26T10:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:30:14.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Little Confused...</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps it's my short attention span and desire for new news. Or maybe my slight proclivity towards sleazy hollywood things. Or maybe a minute attraction to all things sex tape.... but I have some of the most amazing new sex tape scandal news:Mini-me has a sex tape. Yep, Verne Troyer, the star of the Austin Powers movies, has a sex tape. Here is a truncated snippit, a miniature teaser, if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/7005395611611114552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=7005395611611114552' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7005395611611114552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7005395611611114552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-little-confused.html' title='I&apos;m a Little Confused...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2920703486829419966</id><published>2008-06-25T17:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:57:08.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius Say:</title><summary type='text'>Man who run in front of car get tired.MD Note: These things crack me up in a very three stooges kind of way. I think this will become a regular segment on my blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2920703486829419966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2920703486829419966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2920703486829419966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2920703486829419966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/confucius-say.html' title='Confucius Say:'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-8132211504696957771</id><published>2008-06-24T16:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:15:34.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Nuts!</title><summary type='text'>LILLINGTON — Rebecca Dawson — the woman who is accused of partially castrating a man with her bare hands — has a new court date.Dawson’s December 2007 trial ended in a deadlock after four women and eight men could not agree on a unanimous decision. Four jurors voted to acquit Dawson, Wunsch said.“If this does happen and we do need to go to trial, we will be ready,” Wunsch said. “This is a case </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/8132211504696957771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=8132211504696957771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8132211504696957771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8132211504696957771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-nuts.html' title='This is Nuts!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-8626793779101721516</id><published>2008-06-24T11:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:43:00.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A 10 Year Anniversary (part 4)</title><summary type='text'>After I got home from the hospital, I called all my family and told them what was going on. Later, my mom left to get me dinner. Subway to be exact. I was in the house by myself. That was the one and only time I cried about my diagnosis. It was scary and I was legitimately scared. But what could I do? Once I dried the tears I committed myself to controlling this thing and not letting it control </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/8626793779101721516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=8626793779101721516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8626793779101721516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8626793779101721516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-year-anniversary-part-4.html' title='A 10 Year Anniversary (part 4)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-8463244725751414013</id><published>2008-06-20T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:20:42.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 3)</title><summary type='text'>So there I am in the summer after my senior year of high school. I was working out and running as much as possible. I was roofing in the mornings to make some money. Sidenote: roofing is the worst and most miserable job ever. Black tar paper and the summer sun = not a good mix. I had what I believe to be a heat stroke because of it. More on that later. At night I had musical rehearsals that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/8463244725751414013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=8463244725751414013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8463244725751414013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8463244725751414013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-year-anniversary-part-3.html' title='A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 3)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2119601211699311283</id><published>2008-06-18T13:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:57:23.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 2)</title><summary type='text'>So here I am, fully healed and de-braced. Entering my senior year of high school, I got a new hair cut (thank God), a new car (no stick!), but still rocking the hand and ankle weight. I elected not to play soccer my senior. A decision I regret, but whatever.Not so largely known fact: I was raised in a theatrical environment. My sister has a musical theater degree and traveled with a professional </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2119601211699311283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2119601211699311283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2119601211699311283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2119601211699311283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-year-anniversary-part-2.html' title='A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 2)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-2311026011392213127</id><published>2008-06-17T16:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:28:45.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 1)</title><summary type='text'>Next month I will "celebrate" an event that changed my life forever and affects me every day. But before I get to THOSE details, let's step back a year.It was the summer/fall of 1996 and I was preparing for soccer season to start. It was my junion year in high school. I was scrimmaging with my teammates during optional pre-pre-season practices. When racing for a ball, I rolled my ankle. As it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/2311026011392213127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=2311026011392213127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2311026011392213127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/2311026011392213127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-year-anniversary-part-1.html' title='A 10 Year Anniversary (Part 1)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3894606132087658866</id><published>2008-06-16T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:49:40.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike Gloria Gaynor...</title><summary type='text'>I was not sure I was going to survive. Holy Birthday Party for the wife! The day after was not a pleasant day for me. After a long week at work, I was ready to get down with my old friend Ketel One. I was NOT ready for the aftermath. At least I was not alone in my misery. My number one man and the wife's number one woman were also in Hurtsville (population 3). My number one man and I still cannot</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3894606132087658866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3894606132087658866' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3894606132087658866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3894606132087658866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/unlike-gloria-gaynor.html' title='Unlike Gloria Gaynor...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5266412470032129794</id><published>2008-06-05T09:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T09:19:25.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day (or week or month):</title><summary type='text'>What is your all-time favorite Christmas present?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5266412470032129794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5266412470032129794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5266412470032129794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5266412470032129794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Question of the day (or week or month):'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5096495815736823890</id><published>2008-06-02T10:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:16:50.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SATC, The Review</title><summary type='text'>NO SPOILERS, so no fear.The movie was certainly entertaining, but did not really do much for me. I was hoping for a mix-up in the world of the fearless foursome. Alas, the movie was two hours and fifteen minutes of re-hashing old/similar/tired story lines.There was one character that was entirely unnecessary to the story other than to please a demographic. There was another character whose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5096495815736823890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5096495815736823890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5096495815736823890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5096495815736823890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/06/satc-review.html' title='SATC, The Review'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-7297030977410848022</id><published>2008-05-30T15:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:46:44.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Passion</title><summary type='text'>Movies and movie theater popcorn. Way back in the day there was a $1 movie theater near my childhood home. Growing up we were in fiscally tight times, so this was the theater we visited most frequently. Usually just me and my mom. Cheap movies, cheap popcorn and sode (if you can believe that), and all the refills my tiny tummy could muster. Those were good times.I carried this love into high </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/7297030977410848022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=7297030977410848022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7297030977410848022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7297030977410848022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-true-passion.html' title='My True Passion'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1257977692153146206</id><published>2008-05-27T16:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:01:59.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Germany</title><summary type='text'>And surviving to tell the stories.A few highlights:1) Seeing my friend Eric. Eric was a college roommate, fraternity brother, and a groomsman at my wedding. Eric pointed out that in a few months we will have known each other for ten years. Time flies far too quickly. At least half a world and the Atlantic Ocean did not prevent us from staying friends.2) Doing shots in a bar made entirely of ice. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1257977692153146206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1257977692153146206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1257977692153146206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1257977692153146206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-from-germany.html' title='Back from Germany'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-8453182574860572789</id><published>2008-05-23T11:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T16:50:07.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Marriage</title><summary type='text'>Let's get a little serious here. A little political. Ooooooh, scary stuff, I know. Let's talk gay marriage. As you all know by now, California's Supreme Court recently ruled that gay marriages are legal. What do you think? Good thing or bad thing?My thoughts, as succinctly as I can possibly muster:1) Like abortion, this affects so damn few people that it sickens me the disproportionate amount of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/8453182574860572789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=8453182574860572789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8453182574860572789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/8453182574860572789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/05/gay-marriage.html' title='Gay Marriage'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3689550582248925563</id><published>2008-05-02T10:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:54:51.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane</title><summary type='text'>Off to Vegas for five days, then back for three days, then off to Germany for five days.Life is grand as a jetsetter.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3689550582248925563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3689550582248925563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3689550582248925563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3689550582248925563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/05/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5110500145770269851</id><published>2008-04-29T17:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:48:10.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you rather...</title><summary type='text'>Work with someone you HATE?ORWork with someone who annoys the hell out of you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5110500145770269851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5110500145770269851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5110500145770269851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5110500145770269851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/04/would-you-rather.html' title='Would you rather...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-1749313563257706668</id><published>2008-04-16T09:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:49:26.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying? No, uhmmm, that's just sand in my eye. Literally.</title><summary type='text'>So the bar project has reached an unfortunate stall. I was joyfully approaching what I thought was my last few tasks to finish her up.... when I get hit with an unexpected surprise. You see, after the staining I had applied a few coats of polyurethane to seal the bar and give it a nice shiny appearance. After a coat or two or urethane, one is supposed to give the piece a light sanding with some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/1749313563257706668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=1749313563257706668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1749313563257706668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/1749313563257706668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/04/crying-no-uhmmm-thats-just-sand-in-my.html' title='Crying? No, uhmmm, that&apos;s just sand in my eye. Literally.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-4408892965216637191</id><published>2008-04-07T10:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:26:42.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar Update</title><summary type='text'>Here she is with some stain on her. In this picture, the stain is still wet and has not been wiped off yet. Oh, and look at coasters my wife got me for my birthday: http://simply-sublime.com/bar_coaster-barkeep.jpg (mine are personalized to me, of course).Getting closer....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/4408892965216637191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=4408892965216637191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4408892965216637191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4408892965216637191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/04/bar-update.html' title='Bar Update'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cNhlf_hyY5o/R_ovBdl50aI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-Ohv8akIvaI/s72-c/IMG00077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-7151293076673597903</id><published>2008-04-01T09:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T09:31:49.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I MADE IT!</title><summary type='text'>Phew. Another 364.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/7151293076673597903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=7151293076673597903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7151293076673597903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7151293076673597903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-made-it.html' title='I MADE IT!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-7708439390796984511</id><published>2008-03-31T11:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:30:27.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my burffday!</title><summary type='text'>Not a particularly meaningful one really. I get no license or insurance break. I have been able to rent a car for a while. It really is a meaningless birthday. Though I did discover this week when getting insurance quotes that I am still considered a "youthful" driver (read: a guy that is not totally gray), and would be considered such until 30. However, because my status changed from S-single to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/7708439390796984511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=7708439390796984511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7708439390796984511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/7708439390796984511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-my-burffday.html' title='It&apos;s my burffday!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-4486486026736419418</id><published>2008-03-25T16:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:41:58.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Newest Project</title><summary type='text'>Just a little something I decided to put together for the mancave. My brother and I worked on it last weekend and got it slapped together rather quickly. Structural finishing touches will be done tonight, then it is time for sanding, staining, and varnishing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/4486486026736419418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=4486486026736419418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4486486026736419418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/4486486026736419418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-newest-project.html' title='My Newest Project'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cNhlf_hyY5o/R-ljjNl50ZI/AAAAAAAAAAw/aLCUxJwZd14/s72-c/IMG00069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-3976086880724678744</id><published>2008-02-22T14:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:21:19.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Mc</title><summary type='text'>I almost met your next president, John McCain, yesterday at Charlie's. While it was colder than heck, it was worth the short wait to have a brush with political (and military) greatness. I was about three feet away from Sen. McCain while he walked through the crowd to and from the Straight Talk Express. He's definitely just a little guy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/3976086880724678744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=3976086880724678744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3976086880724678744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/3976086880724678744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/02/johnny-mc.html' title='Johnny Mc'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cNhlf_hyY5o/R78gB3e5BzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TsSQEVNgFHU/s72-c/IMG00038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-5581755780728405246</id><published>2008-02-19T23:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:47:35.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Long Would it Take?</title><summary type='text'>For someone to notice if I started blogging again...The comments section will tell the tale.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/5581755780728405246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=5581755780728405246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5581755780728405246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/5581755780728405246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-long-would-it-take.html' title='How Long Would it Take?'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117129704525040265</id><published>2007-02-12T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:19:51.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'twas Good</title><summary type='text'>The weekend, I am proud to report, was a success. While 12 hours in a car in a 48 hour span is rather daunting and Boring (with a capital B), we had a great time.She even got to experience (aka was subjected to) my personal slices of heaven:1) Turoni's pizza. I only wish we had time to get back for more. Sigh.2) Kempf's Donut Bank. She got to visit and experience the smell inside the "bank" and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117129704525040265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117129704525040265' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117129704525040265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117129704525040265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/twas-good.html' title='&apos;twas Good'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117088489942631083</id><published>2007-02-07T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:53:47.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"My place"</title><summary type='text'>So this may be largely a "guy thing" but I think not. In college the boys and I would travel to each other's home towns for various occasions. When we got there we would take the most direct route to their pizza place. You know, the place in your hometown (or maybe college town) that has THE BEST PIZZA in your world. When you make it back in town, you have to stop there.Thinking about right now, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117088489942631083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117088489942631083' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117088489942631083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117088489942631083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-place.html' title='&quot;My place&quot;'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117068532379705632</id><published>2007-02-05T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T10:16:49.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions Post #3</title><summary type='text'>A special shout out to my great (better than good, duh) luck charm. Seriously, we start dating and *poof* the Tigers get to the World Series and *poof* the Colts WIN the Superbowl. We are just great luck charms for each other, and that's all there is to say about it. Period.She did the majority of the cleaning of the house so I could soak in every second of the pre-game shows.She whipped together</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117068532379705632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117068532379705632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117068532379705632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117068532379705632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/champions-post-3.html' title='Champions Post #3'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117065130578597250</id><published>2007-02-04T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:55:05.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions Post #2</title><summary type='text'>Wow. That picture is sweet. And Peyton? I would have forgiven you if you looked right in to the camera, adressed the naysayers and haters, and flipped them off while cackling like an evil genius. Totally understandable.Here is my mea culpa: I was wrong about you during the Ravens game. You CAN win the big one(s). After that game against the Patriots I had no doubts. Well done my man, well done. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117065130578597250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117065130578597250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117065130578597250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117065130578597250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/champions-post-2.html' title='Champions Post #2'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117065086473897694</id><published>2007-02-04T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:47:44.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Champions Post #1 (of 100??)</title><summary type='text'>Here were the 5 keys to the game I memorialized in an e-mail to my Indiana homey's. The keys to the game and how I grade what the Colts did: 5) Get to Grossman. If you can sack him or knock him around a little, you are in his head.    -Not so well done early, but in the second half the hits were there and the slippery ball totally screwed with him.     Grade: C (Right outcome, wrong means. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117065086473897694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117065086473897694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117065086473897694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117065086473897694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/champions-post-1-of-100.html' title='Champions Post #1 (of 100??)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117044053387975383</id><published>2007-02-02T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:49:33.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Colts Prayer (only slightly blasphemous)</title><summary type='text'>Our Papa,Who art a Colts fan,Hallowed be thy fame,Thy CHAMPIONSHIP come,Thy play be run,At home as it is in Miami,Give us this day our Sunday win,And forgive us our turnovers,Though we pounce on those who turnover against us,And lead us not into fourth and long,But deliver us from da Bears.Amen and Amen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117044053387975383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117044053387975383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117044053387975383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117044053387975383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/colts-prayer-only-slightly-blasphemous.html' title='A Colts Prayer (only slightly blasphemous)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117043050224271547</id><published>2007-02-02T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:35:02.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Divinity</title><summary type='text'>John Madden was in Chicago to announce a football game one weekend when he noticed a special telephone near the Bears' bench. He asked QB Grossman what it was used for and was told it was a hotline to God. John asked if he could use it. Grossman replied, "Sure, but it will cost you $200." John scratched his head, then thought, what the heck, I could use some help picking games.He pulled out his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117043050224271547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117043050224271547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117043050224271547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117043050224271547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/divine-divinity.html' title='Divine Divinity'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117042507864235354</id><published>2007-02-02T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T09:04:38.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycled fun</title><summary type='text'>Everyone has seen this little gem. It originated in Europe at a soccer game, but every team likes to try and claim it as their own.  Regardless, it still makes me laugh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117042507864235354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117042507864235354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117042507864235354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117042507864235354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/recycled-fun.html' title='Recycled fun'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117036144283119593</id><published>2007-02-01T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:24:52.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Flavor, and another Fan fave</title><summary type='text'>Had to change the look of the Blog. At least for the next few days. Then I'll either be back in black, or back in black to mourn.Time will tell.And enjoy the newest visual representation of heart's desire.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117036144283119593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117036144283119593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117036144283119593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117036144283119593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-flavor-and-another-fan-fave.html' title='New Flavor, and another Fan fave'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117033867882195002</id><published>2007-02-01T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T09:04:38.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visual Representation of My Sunday Wishes</title><summary type='text'>The picture pretty much explains itself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117033867882195002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117033867882195002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117033867882195002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117033867882195002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/02/visual-representation-of-my-sunday.html' title='A Visual Representation of My Sunday Wishes'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117026055489197431</id><published>2007-01-31T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:23:11.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Horses</title><summary type='text'>A first grade teacher explains to her class that she is an Chicago Bears fan. She asks her students to raise their hands if they are Bears fans, too. Not really knowing what a Bears fan was, but wanting to be liked by their teacher, their hands fly into the air. There is, however, one exception. Kelly has not gone along with the crowd. The teacher asks her why she has decided to be different. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117026055489197431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117026055489197431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117026055489197431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117026055489197431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-horses.html' title='Go Horses'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-117018910489235001</id><published>2007-01-30T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:31:44.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS JUST IN</title><summary type='text'>Chicago (AP) – Chicago Bears football practice was delayed nearly two hours today after a player reported finding an unknown white powdery substance on the practice field. Head coach LOVIE SMITH immediately suspended practice while police and federal investigators were called to investigate.After a complete analysis, FBI forensic experts determined that the white substance unknown to the players </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/117018910489235001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=117018910489235001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117018910489235001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/117018910489235001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-just-in.html' title='THIS JUST IN'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116952728267959270</id><published>2007-01-22T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:45:26.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Take That Mara Trophy, Thank You.</title><summary type='text'>AFC CHAMPIONS 38-34.Greatest comeback in NFL Conference Championship Game history.Tied for 4th greatest comeback of all time.Manning: 349 yards, 1 passing TD, 1 rushing TD, 1 game winning drive with 2:17 remaining, one Bradymonkey off the back. Well done Peyton, well done.One of the most amazing games I've ever seen PERIOD. Not even a contest, the greatest game I have ever seen in person. The RCA</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116952728267959270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116952728267959270' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116952728267959270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116952728267959270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/01/ill-take-that-mara-trophy-thank-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Take That Mara Trophy, Thank You.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116862067069346125</id><published>2007-01-12T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:51:10.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe? I'm trying boys, really I am</title><summary type='text'>I am trying so hard to think positive. I really am. I've been rocking the BELIEVE wrist band for almost 2 years straight (with minimal breaks). Last year was the year. Everything was clicking. This year has been as big a disaster as a 12-4 (now 13-4 thanks) team can have. But you came up huge last week on D.I hope you can do it again. And I hope P-money can be... well... money and not his usual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116862067069346125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116862067069346125' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116862067069346125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116862067069346125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/01/believe-im-trying-boys-really-i-am.html' title='Believe? I&apos;m trying boys, really I am'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116861772835204884</id><published>2007-01-12T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:43:35.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Explain Something to Me</title><summary type='text'>I need some perspective from the ladies out there. A phenomenon that has only recently really come to my attention. Rather, I am a little more sensitive to it these days. The art of Man-hating. Why do you think it occurs, and why don't men women-hate (at least in the same fashion)?There is a real gender difference on this subject. When men get together to talk, assuming they actually talk about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116861772835204884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116861772835204884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116861772835204884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116861772835204884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2007/01/please-explain-something-to-me.html' title='Please Explain Something to Me'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116645180751536449</id><published>2006-12-18T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:25:22.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Pull Out! (a.k.a. Presidentus Interruptus)</title><summary type='text'>Tragically, I must report... that he pulled out. And not much sooner than he put in.Alright sickos, I am referring to Evan Bayh (see below). Having put his name in the Presidential arena and raised over $10 million, Senator Bayh has determined that alot of the money and supporters he would approach in the future are already committed to another, eh hem, "person" in his party.So despite having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116645180751536449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116645180751536449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116645180751536449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116645180751536449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-pull-out-aka-presidentus.html' title='Don&apos;t Pull Out! (a.k.a. Presidentus Interruptus)'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116552585385410814</id><published>2006-12-07T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:58:11.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But it ain't no lie, baby, Bayh, Bayh, Bayh</title><summary type='text'>My fellow Hoosier, Indiana Senator Evan Bayh (D-IN), recently announced that he plans to form a presidential exploratory committee enabling him to raise money to run for president. Bayh is a moderate Democrat who has been elected five times in my lovely Hoosier State.If Bayh runs against Rudy G. and/or Mr. McCain I will have a heck of a time deciding on who to vote for. While I am registered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116552585385410814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116552585385410814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116552585385410814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116552585385410814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/12/but-it-aint-no-lie-baby-bayh-bayh-bayh.html' title='But it ain&apos;t no lie, baby, Bayh, Bayh, Bayh'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116481567328210346</id><published>2006-11-29T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:57:58.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE this girl!</title><summary type='text'>And I LOVE that She loves this girl too. I can hardly even stand it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116481567328210346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116481567328210346' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116481567328210346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116481567328210346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-this-girl.html' title='I LOVE this girl!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116472520438947349</id><published>2006-11-28T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:46:44.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Experiences, Not Things</title><summary type='text'>Some of the best advice I have ever received.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116472520438947349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116472520438947349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116472520438947349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116472520438947349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/have-experiences-not-things.html' title='Have Experiences, Not Things'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116403396044367792</id><published>2006-11-20T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:59:58.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoooohooo! Remember me?</title><summary type='text'>The wedding process is simultaneously fun and irritating. Read more below.We have gone together to two different reception halls to tour the facilities, gather information, and see what they have to offer. Also, in the course of it all there have been lots of hen meetings (relax, it's a joke), ring show-off sessions, and numerous Qs and As about our plans.Each time, without exception, 95% (or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116403396044367792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116403396044367792' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116403396044367792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116403396044367792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/yoooohooo-remember-me.html' title='Yoooohooo! Remember me?'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116399600104139086</id><published>2006-11-19T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:31:36.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cigars for Everyone!</title><summary type='text'>I would like everyone to welcome the newest member of the MD family!Her name is Samsung 1080p HDTV. She is 56 inches, from corner to corner.We are all so proud. There are tears in my eyes just typing this.Thanks Babe! And special thanks to Her BFF for the transport from the Circuit City Hospital.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116399600104139086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116399600104139086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116399600104139086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116399600104139086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/cigars-for-everyone.html' title='Cigars for Everyone!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116371001500489373</id><published>2006-11-16T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:06:25.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hundred Highways</title><summary type='text'>American V: A Hundred HighwaysJohnny Cash's CD. The last one he recorded (until he goes all Tupac on us). What an amazing CD, I cannot stress it enough.Let me start with this: I do not think Johnny Cash has a good singing voice. I do not think he was a superb technical musician. I think his songs are written in simple terms to tell his stories. They are not always good stories. But I'll be damned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116371001500489373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116371001500489373' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116371001500489373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116371001500489373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/hundred-highways.html' title='A Hundred Highways'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116369292723413202</id><published>2006-11-16T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:03:25.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Irrelevant</title><summary type='text'>BIG Notre Dame fan. Huge. But that does not mean I do not give love to the Fightin' Hoosiers of Indiana. A football team so irrelevant it hurts. Their football stadium is worse than most high school stadiums in Texas.The Hoosier glory years were in the late 80's and early 90's. Winning seasons, regular bowl appearances. Great times. I guess to be fair 1967 was huge too. Their only Rose Bowl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116369292723413202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116369292723413202' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116369292723413202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116369292723413202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/irrelevant.html' title='Irrelevant'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116369236970447951</id><published>2006-11-16T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:55:57.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overrated</title><summary type='text'>Look, right there, just above this. The FIRST EVER script Ohio. From a picture taken in 1932.Wait, the first script Ohio was in 1936 you say? Ahhh yes, in the shoe by the OSU band it was. The above picture was taken in Michigan, by the Michigan band. Give credit where credit is due you unoriginal bastards. That whole thing is so overrated it makes me sick. It's the band people. The band.I hate to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116369236970447951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116369236970447951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116369236970447951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116369236970447951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/overrated.html' title='Overrated'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116300712956815011</id><published>2006-11-08T12:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T15:50:52.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged in Blogging</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, that's right. Back, right here, for your reading pleasure is the new and improved 10 Cents! The 10 cents brought to you by Her fiance. For the whole story, visit Her blog, linked -&gt;.But back to the topic at hand. No, not her hand. You know the one. It is presently encumbered by a sparkly little number, second finger from her left. NO the topic at hand is my title. The future Mr. Her? Nope. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116300712956815011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116300712956815011' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116300712956815011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116300712956815011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/engaged-in-blogging.html' title='Engaged in Blogging'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116248964407963339</id><published>2006-11-02T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:56:44.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!</title><summary type='text'>7-0 baby! But with no run defense to show for it. Again. This is like 2004 all over again. Granted, most of the secondary has been hurt. So if we get some of them back... it might improve.2005 was the year. 13-0 to start the season. Home field advantage throughout the playoffs. And a dome for the Superbowl a mere 4 hours away. Turns out such success did my boys in! Three weeks of not playing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116248964407963339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116248964407963339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116248964407963339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116248964407963339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/11/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116224322044376697</id><published>2006-10-30T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:20:20.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rape</title><summary type='text'>Dictionary Definitions:1. the unlawful compelling of a woman through physical force or duress to have sexual intercourse.2. any act of sexual intercourse that is forced upon a person.Statutory Rape:1. Sexual relations with a person who has not reached the statutory age of consent.A background:She and I were talking this weekend. Watching some show I think were some girl was taken advantage of by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116224322044376697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116224322044376697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116224322044376697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116224322044376697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/rape.html' title='Rape'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116172222201059163</id><published>2006-10-24T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T16:48:51.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hereby warrant that warranties are warranted.</title><summary type='text'>See that baby over there (-&gt;)? While not mine, I have one similar. So do you. Yes, it's a hot water heater. A little eyesore that we try to hide in our garages or basements or closets. Now I agree that it is an eyesore, but what a necessary evil it is. You don't appreciate these little wonders.... until yours breaks. Like mine did. Ugh.While this sucks and I hate not having hot water and having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116172222201059163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116172222201059163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116172222201059163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116172222201059163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-hereby-warrant-that-warranties-are.html' title='I hereby warrant that warranties are warranted.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116161203909388458</id><published>2006-10-23T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:05:08.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things I think I think</title><summary type='text'>1) Once you put a camera in front of people for reality television it ceases to be reality. (More or less this is a principal of quantum physics)2) Work to live. Don't live to work.3) Affirmative action and uber-political correctness perpetuate the very things they allegedly rectify.4) Our legal system is too forgiving and perpetuates crime because it has largely lost its deterent effect. (Hooray</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116161203909388458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116161203909388458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116161203909388458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116161203909388458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-things-i-think-i-think.html' title='5 things I think I think'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116135318245179526</id><published>2006-10-20T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T10:17:38.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hogan does indeed know best...</title><summary type='text'>This is the BEST POSSIBLE NEWS I could have received on the dreary Ohio Friday. Hogan Knows Best starts season 3 on Sunday. Booyah. Consider yourself DVR'd, BROTHER! Nothing better than waking up at the crack of 11 on Sundays and catching each new episode. Even better is when we manage to get up at 10:30, rush to McD's for some fast breakage, and snag the Sunday Blade (for ads only, I assure you,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116135318245179526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116135318245179526' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116135318245179526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116135318245179526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/hogan-does-indeed-know-best.html' title='Hogan does indeed know best...'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116118761094787921</id><published>2006-10-18T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:44:35.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO, I'M bringing sexyback.</title><summary type='text'>I like the answers to the post below my friends. Truly. I think it settled our debate. The winner or loser is irrelevant, the feedback was fun. BUT it created another discussion. WHAT is "sexy"? What does that mean? What does it mean to you? To my close friend from the Lu, Nelly, sexy (or "pimp juice") is defined as:" Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex.It could be money, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116118761094787921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116118761094787921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116118761094787921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116118761094787921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-im-bringing-sexyback.html' title='NO, I&apos;M bringing sexyback.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116103037259488963</id><published>2006-10-16T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:08:52.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's NO Secret, Victoria</title><summary type='text'>So this weekend the Missus and I were watching one of the eight billion reality shows on tv. Not sure which one. Not sure which channel. We were laying idly-by browsing the tv channel-by-channel, as people are want to do on a random weekend day, when we came across this little situation that caused us some debate.A gentleman on the show, about our ages, took his girlfriend/fiancee/wife (not sure?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116103037259488963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116103037259488963' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116103037259488963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116103037259488963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-no-secret-victoria.html' title='That&apos;s NO Secret, Victoria'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116075494819865005</id><published>2006-10-13T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T12:08:42.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching Out, Touching me. Touching you.</title><summary type='text'>So there are differences between the mens and womens. Shocking, I know. One that occurred to be the other day is how men and women deal with massages.Men want a massage and get one. From a woman.Women want a massage and get one. From a woman.Hmmm?I gather that for men it is because the thought of having another man rub your dainty parts (and regions immediately abutting, pun intended) is, uhmmmm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116075494819865005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116075494819865005' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116075494819865005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116075494819865005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/reaching-out-touching-me-touching-you.html' title='Reaching Out, Touching me. Touching you.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116057273206937243</id><published>2006-10-11T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T10:01:39.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I get fatter thinking about it.</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend She and I went to my hometown, Evansville, IN. It's just a humble little town about half the size of Toledo in Southwest Indiana. There is not alot to speak of down there other than a few colleges and some buildings that will one day be landmarks purely due to some association with yours truly. Uhhhh... anyway...This all ceases to be true come the first full week of October. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116057273206937243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116057273206937243' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116057273206937243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116057273206937243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-get-fatter-thinking-about-it.html' title='I get fatter thinking about it.'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116050894610037437</id><published>2006-10-10T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:56:53.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeward Bound</title><summary type='text'>From Garden State, one of the most underrated comedies in recent memory (and one damn fine soundtrack, I might add), comes this gem of dialogue:Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone. Sam: I still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116050894610037437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116050894610037437' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116050894610037437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116050894610037437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/homeward-bound.html' title='Homeward Bound'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30917682.post-116050557956738567</id><published>2006-10-10T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:11:15.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there was Mike</title><summary type='text'>That's right cowboys and cowgirls, daddy's here to blog. I mostly plan to use this as a means of venting or celebrating life. My life. It's my blog afterall, no? There is, on any given day, a myriad of things that get me thinking. Sometimes it's sentimental, sometimes it's an irritant, and other times it's a little ray of sunshine.You're invited to delve into my deluded little world. Enjoy the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/feeds/116050557956738567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30917682&amp;postID=116050557956738567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116050557956738567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30917682/posts/default/116050557956738567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://occasionaloutlook.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-then-there-was-mike.html' title='And then there was Mike'/><author><name>MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05910917811189211112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
