<?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-10696781</id><updated>2012-02-14T01:31:20.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts On Things</title><subtitle type='html'>The world is filled with morons. It's obvious enough and not exactly a new development. Of course the problem is that 90% of them consider themselves not to be and would agree with the sentiment that, in fact, the world is full of morons.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1090</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-648737168451950452</id><published>2012-01-31T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:24:18.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.funnyordie.com/embed/d31d8fc05d" width="640" height="400" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:640px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/d31d8fc05d/call-me-doctor-with-rachel-bilson" title="from Rachel Bilson and Wilson Bethel"&gt;Call Me Doctor with Rachel Bilson&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/rachel_bilson"&gt;Rachel Bilson&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?app_id=138711277798&amp;amp;href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.funnyordie.com%2Fvideos%2Fd31d8fc05d%2Fcall-me-doctor-with-rachel-bilson&amp;amp;send=false&amp;amp;layout=button_count&amp;amp;width=150&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;action=like&amp;amp;height=21" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; overflow:hidden; width:90px; height:21px; vertical-align:middle;" allowTransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they never cancel hart of dixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly because we will be married one day and it will be nice of her to have that steady income.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-648737168451950452?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/648737168451950452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=648737168451950452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/648737168451950452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/648737168451950452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2012/01/call-me-doctor-with-rachel-bilson-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3093924992187756590</id><published>2012-01-23T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T15:57:12.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to say this one was epic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotsman tells me and Robby that he has a new gf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say send us a pic so we can judge her. He refuses to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say give us her first name and by days end Robby will know everything about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little help from yours truly and some Facebook creepin, Robby sends this text to our group text session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/23/2999.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/23/s_2999.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3093924992187756590?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3093924992187756590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3093924992187756590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3093924992187756590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3093924992187756590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-to-say-this-one-was-epic.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2915154153542427344</id><published>2012-01-20T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:51:07.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/20/3206.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/20/s_3206.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so evil but I love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/20/3207.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/20/s_3207.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We spend our Friday night catching up on jersey shore I need to get a life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2915154153542427344?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2915154153542427344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2915154153542427344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2915154153542427344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2915154153542427344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2012/01/hes-so-evil-but-i-love-him-we-spend-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3946889564040950810</id><published>2012-01-19T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:24:09.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently I have to blawg more according to Robyn. She says I'm funny. I don't see it but what do I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/1584.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_1584.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Brittany I hang out with teenage sluts. I'll have you know this is untrue. She was 19 and due to me being a complete ass to everyone I know we no longer hang out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/1585.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_1585.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm gonna move out of the frat house we call HOK 2. The biggest thing I'll miss is Damian. Yea he's a pussy and afraid of everything but I love him none the less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/19/1586.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/19/s_1586.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vest hoody combo is so Ryan LaFrance. Trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3946889564040950810?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3946889564040950810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3946889564040950810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3946889564040950810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3946889564040950810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2012/01/apparently-i-have-to-blawg-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4372466835936117837</id><published>2012-01-05T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:02:45.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/04TXoFI6CSM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I given up on blogging? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not entirely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys are gone for a month. i am working on my sobriety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm failing kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4372466835936117837?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4372466835936117837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4372466835936117837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4372466835936117837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4372466835936117837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2012/01/have-i-given-up-on-blogging-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/04TXoFI6CSM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2814441733078604326</id><published>2011-12-10T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T09:58:23.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it a problem when you dont remember seeing the Scotsman on the weekend until you see this picture on your phone two days later??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/10/1164.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/10/s_1164.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also who is that girl? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2814441733078604326?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2814441733078604326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2814441733078604326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2814441733078604326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2814441733078604326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/12/is-it-problem-when-you-dont-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1240593282381834338</id><published>2011-11-29T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:48:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna go back to San Fran &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe last time wasn't super awesome persay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the girl or former girl or whatever did fight a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/29/2102.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/29/s_2102.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this happened. And that was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/29/2103.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/29/s_2103.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was music that was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But San Fran has much more to offer and I want to experience it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm already goin on a music holiday next year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/29/2104.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/29/s_2104.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='207' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1240593282381834338?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1240593282381834338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1240593282381834338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1240593282381834338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1240593282381834338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wanna-go-back-to-san-fran-ok-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7445216789029847191</id><published>2011-11-23T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T20:38:25.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's funny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/23/1663.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/23/s_1663.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerts are fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/23/1664.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/23/s_1664.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grunge is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/23/1670.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/23/s_1670.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerts are fun but I think I already said that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/23/1672.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/23/s_1672.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7445216789029847191?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7445216789029847191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7445216789029847191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7445216789029847191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7445216789029847191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/11/lifes-funny-concerts-are-fun-grunge-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3804108084663589238</id><published>2011-11-04T09:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:14:09.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/04/1144.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/04/s_1144.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt something recently. Never tell a girl you just want to be pals and not have the sex. They will take great offense to this even though you are trying to not hurt them by having the sex with them and then blowing them off for weeks on end. And I'm the asshole yeah oh k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3804108084663589238?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3804108084663589238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3804108084663589238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3804108084663589238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3804108084663589238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/11/ive-learnt-something-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6437973606254251486</id><published>2011-11-02T20:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:43:20.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/02/3230.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/02/s_3230.jpg' border='0' width='274' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/02/3231.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/02/s_3231.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/02/3232.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/02/s_3232.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/02/3233.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/02/s_3233.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/02/3234.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/02/s_3234.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6437973606254251486?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6437973606254251486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6437973606254251486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6437973606254251486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6437973606254251486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8790391746070870807</id><published>2011-10-09T07:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T07:19:24.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna talk about marriage deals. Every one has one. You know you do, or you have had one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is good and bad things with the marriage deal. If it's true and happens then it's all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm such and such age and now we can be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me that's bullshit in a way. Oh hey I'm your choice cause you couldn't find anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not even second choice, or third choice. I'm last choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you know what would be super? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being someone's first choice. First overall pick. Put all your eggs in this basket. It's a good basket, trust me. I'm awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/09/1272.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/09/s_1272.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8790391746070870807?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8790391746070870807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8790391746070870807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8790391746070870807'/><link 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low"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast and looking in my wallet and seeing no money i say "no more going out. i'm just going to lay low"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easier said then done thats for sure. cause sure enough come the following weekend i'm repeating the same shit over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're single its a lot harder to stay in. i can argue the pros and cons of single to relationship all night long but the main thing is for me, when i dont feel like doing anything at all but dont want to be home alone, i force myself to make plans and go out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend copious amounts of money that i do not have. i wake up hungover and tired and i think well that was awesome but it really got me nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it usually takes me all week to remember that i dont really care about the shekels. that i only live once and i'm gonna have a good time while doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if that means you end up at a hotel, hanging out with 2 girls who may or may not be 10 years younger then you, then i got to say thats a life i dont want to miss out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jR1BN_aHEeU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3327706807160338253?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3327706807160338253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3327706807160338253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3327706807160338253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lKQdHGzGlHA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new job. I am bored of this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a boss isn't it's all cracked up to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I watch movies and TV shows all day long mostly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to be here for that. I have to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be here. I can watch movies and TV shows at home all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one pays me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one should pay me for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make less money then I am accustomed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a lifestyle far beyond my means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what credit cards are for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-177958401275661246?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/177958401275661246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=177958401275661246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/177958401275661246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/177958401275661246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-new-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lKQdHGzGlHA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6946411431643183326</id><published>2011-09-09T08:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:40:36.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow I haven't blogged in some time. I apologize to anyone who actually reads this and not just to the bots that leave me a zillion comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me we had a death in the family. I won't go into great detail because the godfather was a private man. It hit the whole family hard. It hit me very hard. It also got me thinking a lot about life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take to much for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change what I am doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm to far in debt to even try to change what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost didn't come back to work. I'm not feeling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I watch movies and tv all day long. Yea I get paid to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to do more. I want to live more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to kiss the pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to forgive the past and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to speak Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get in shape and not just regular shape, real good shape, whatever that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't ever want to forget the things the godfather taught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause he was wise with only a few words and could make you laugh with only a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6946411431643183326?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6946411431643183326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6946411431643183326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6946411431643183326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6946411431643183326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/09/wow-i-havent-blogged-in-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-453214474954176656</id><published>2011-08-25T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:45:07.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my soccer team won the league title. you can read about it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.stalbertgazette.com/article/20110824/SAG1101/308249985/-1/sag11/chester-city-wins-pennant-race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qA_xkIKIb1o/Tlcgx-EDcbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tiYH84PDRts/s1600/bilde.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qA_xkIKIb1o/Tlcgx-EDcbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tiYH84PDRts/s320/bilde.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645016700777886130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats not me. thats scott. but i have serious beard envy of scott. i'm working on it though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qWkPmQrmI/TlcjyEIvyzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OBvSRwKElMs/s1600/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2qWkPmQrmI/TlcjyEIvyzI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OBvSRwKElMs/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645020000943065906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-453214474954176656?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/453214474954176656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=453214474954176656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/453214474954176656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/453214474954176656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-soccer-team-won-league-title.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qA_xkIKIb1o/Tlcgx-EDcbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tiYH84PDRts/s72-c/bilde.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7369211640346194682</id><published>2011-08-18T19:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:18:56.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont think anyone reads this thing anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H0AlSn6nSK0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean no one comments ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they did. I wish I could tell you all that I actually do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could write from my heart and tell you all my secrets and worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that aint me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aint this blawg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can tell you is that one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to play this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll play it for a certain girl at a certain time in our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will either love me or hate me but either way she will laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7369211640346194682?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7369211640346194682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7369211640346194682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7369211640346194682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7369211640346194682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-think-anyone-reads-this-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H0AlSn6nSK0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4195535160247313178</id><published>2011-08-18T10:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:25:56.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/18/1907.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/18/s_1907.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I looked at while having dinner with Cory and his gf Janelle last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this city. Maybe not the traffic and the driving but everything else is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to come home though. See the boys, go to moobies with my babu and watch big brother with my fiancé. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the hardest part will be if they ask me to move here full time. To leave everyone behind it would have to be some serious shekels offered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they give me the money I know i deserve, how can I say no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4195535160247313178?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4195535160247313178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4195535160247313178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4195535160247313178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4195535160247313178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/thats-what-i-looked-at-while-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5455528322710427730</id><published>2011-08-17T11:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:33:24.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2192.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2192.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was my bday on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2193.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2193.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a giant sundae it was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2194.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new shirt that I'm wearing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2195.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2195.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got engaged! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2196.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2196.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and the rest of the triforce got arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2197.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2197.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got out and won some cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2198.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2198.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And brad sat in a kids seat wearing his new shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2199.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2199.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I had to go back to vancity. Teki was unimpressed with this idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2200.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2200.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandie decided we should celebrate my bday a second time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2201.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure about it but I was lookin good in my other new shirt that I decided to go for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/17/2202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/17/s_2202.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed but I didn't care cause I was lookin fresh to death and out with a pretty girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5455528322710427730?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5455528322710427730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5455528322710427730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5455528322710427730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5455528322710427730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-was-my-bday-on-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2228739796217738503</id><published>2011-08-11T22:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T22:38:08.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/4914.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_4914.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry vancity I'll be back on Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/4915.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_4915.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to hotel living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to living for free and expensing everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even dates with a 87 red head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/4916.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_4916.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this place I won't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they offered me a job I would have to seriously think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's just the traffic that gets me down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/4917.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_4917.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that and not being around the people closest to me of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way mamma im coming home and its my bday so there better be cake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2228739796217738503?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2228739796217738503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2228739796217738503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2228739796217738503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2228739796217738503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-leaving-this-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7617104243371740174</id><published>2011-08-11T10:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:23:36.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fourth day in Vancouver. Lovin it! Had a date last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/2044.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_2044.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for fish and chips. I don't eat fish but I did last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to try new things once in awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/2045.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_2045.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/2046.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_2046.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandie planked. Oh brandie was my date. I didn't mention that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys at work were like you been in van for two days and you already have a date?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/2047.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_2047.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do yes. I'm awesome. I've also known brandie for almost 5 years. I didn't tell them that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found me on myspace so many years ago. Thought I was a cowboy. I wasn't, just had a picture of me with a cowboy hat on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/08/11/2048.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/08/11/s_2048.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another date on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause yea im coming back next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7617104243371740174?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7617104243371740174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7617104243371740174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7617104243371740174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7617104243371740174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/fourth-day-in-vancouver.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6115430138712587960</id><published>2011-08-08T21:23:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:37:20.185-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yeah i'm laying in my hotel bed. oh yeah i'm in vancouver for work. its nice, i love hotel living. i havent paid for a thing yet either which is nice. my boss has paid for everything so far and i dont see that changing for the rest of the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bvj highlites....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the motorhome saved us from the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19zPu5eTVkE/TkCtHc3H9KI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q_TFK6fTXj8/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19zPu5eTVkE/TkCtHc3H9KI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q_TFK6fTXj8/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638697076985951394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so did the girls motorhome we hung in for the first night. they had whip cream alcohol stuff that wasnt very good but fun to spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-wQRZoY-i0/TkCtd_-G2GI/AAAAAAAAANs/t08WIPOm1Q8/s1600/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-wQRZoY-i0/TkCtd_-G2GI/AAAAAAAAANs/t08WIPOm1Q8/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638697464367601762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beersbie domination in family camping that led to sunburns and heat stroke(not a highlite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqZWaEXgsnU/TkCtwO9GWOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V-CmholLmsI/s1600/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CqZWaEXgsnU/TkCtwO9GWOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/V-CmholLmsI/s320/IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638697777627551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing songs in random campsites and actually getting people to join along. by songs i mean my heart will go on by celine dion only.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjOga5SeaXw/TkCuAr7EEpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gaoUoPTJJB4/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjOga5SeaXw/TkCuAr7EEpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gaoUoPTJJB4/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638698060281549458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going from top 10 in spooning in the world to top 5 in a very small time frame. my skills are outrageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0770.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i need to hot tub now. did i tell you i heart hotel living??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6115430138712587960?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6115430138712587960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6115430138712587960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6115430138712587960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6115430138712587960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-yeah-im-laying-in-my-hotel-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19zPu5eTVkE/TkCtHc3H9KI/AAAAAAAAANk/Q_TFK6fTXj8/s72-c/IMG_0763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7313726607813995323</id><published>2011-08-01T22:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:36:35.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BVJ was well BVJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd talk lots about it but I don't have the energy. Here is a conversation I had with a nice girl though after I took her fedora hat and tried it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: you look like Jason Mraz when you wear that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: I sing like him too actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: your beautiful! you're beautiful its true! when I saw your face in a crowded place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: ummm thats James Blunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: no pretty sure thats Jason Mraz, I should know I kinda resemble him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7313726607813995323?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7313726607813995323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7313726607813995323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7313726607813995323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7313726607813995323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/08/bvj-was-well-bvj-id-talk-lots-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4709359840674767193</id><published>2011-07-25T10:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T11:16:25.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3yCrY8JNvA/Ti2hJnfghHI/AAAAAAAAANc/oH_ugNiGENY/s1600/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3yCrY8JNvA/Ti2hJnfghHI/AAAAAAAAANc/oH_ugNiGENY/s320/IMG_0735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633335895502390386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you may or may not know i am part of the triforce. we are awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tend to go to the delux burger bar and eat once a week. we usually spend a few hours there. by a few i mean at least 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they love us there. we spend lots, tip more, and generally just have a good time getting drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the last time we went, tindall made a sign out of their wiki sticks for kids that read "dinner ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held it up to the one waitress i had a slight crush on. she said thats adorable. i said so is that a yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tindall held it up to the other waitress and she said i'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out they both said yes and we had a nice little double date. eating and bowling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my date was outta my league pretty. i told brooke that. i said she is you pretty except i dont have the confidence of knowing she loves me like you do. i didnt care though, she was nice and sweet. we had fun even though it was a little obvious that we were just there for the other two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4709359840674767193?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4709359840674767193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4709359840674767193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4709359840674767193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4709359840674767193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-you-may-or-may-not-know-i-am-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3yCrY8JNvA/Ti2hJnfghHI/AAAAAAAAANc/oH_ugNiGENY/s72-c/IMG_0735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6698742529434655768</id><published>2011-07-25T09:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T09:17:04.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i get a lot of spam comments on this blawg. not really any real comments. at first i thought that was cause no one reads this thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night a girl told me she read it the other day and it disgusted her. fair enough i guess. i'm not to sure why me having the sex would disgust her. her and i have had the sex many a times. but thats neither here nor there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was a gooder. had a wedding that was pretty fun. but more fun was the Edmonton Indy. i took two pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNmWP7XfPOQ/Ti2H4C6ZsxI/AAAAAAAAANU/i7gZgJmc_Qo/s1600/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNmWP7XfPOQ/Ti2H4C6ZsxI/AAAAAAAAANU/i7gZgJmc_Qo/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633308105834607378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYKCLKUtw-E/Ti2H35fKTWI/AAAAAAAAANM/82uduMG2uCs/s1600/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYKCLKUtw-E/Ti2H35fKTWI/AAAAAAAAANM/82uduMG2uCs/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633308103304432994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bad for that i know. but it was awesome. my boss hooked tindall and me up with VIP 3 day passes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat in the Andretti VIP suit the whole time. had breakfast with Danica Patrick. by had breakfast i mean we sat at the table next to her. close enough. she's very pretty and actually quite the driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see i dont follow racing at all. but she started in 24th and finished 8th i believe. thats gotta be good. but i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way it was one of the coolest experiences ive had. i would totally go back but only if i got those passes again cause free food, free beer and well free everything is much better than paying for it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend we have BVJ. which works great cause i am going with brad and james. so brad vinny and james are going to BVJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it? do ya get it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still on the hunt for a motorhome or a trailer to rent cause we dont want to tent it. hopefully that comes through for us. last time i went i spent the whole weekend with a pretty girl in her trailer and i got to say that was glorious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6698742529434655768?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6698742529434655768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6698742529434655768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6698742529434655768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6698742529434655768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-get-lot-of-spam-comments-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WNmWP7XfPOQ/Ti2H4C6ZsxI/AAAAAAAAANU/i7gZgJmc_Qo/s72-c/IMG_0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5509576695483788925</id><published>2011-07-15T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:37:06.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess I really do suck in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Get it? Like I think I'm Sting, and in all reality... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;... l'm like Chad Michael Murray douching it out in five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this line has always been one of my favorites from fired up. i truly do enjoy that movie. but never did i think it applied to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now not so much. i told my babu, she didnt get it at first, doesnt agree with it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently, well not recently, about 3 weeks agoish, i had relations with a girl. by relations i mean the sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was bound to happen eventually. not the sex, ive had that before, but the sex with this particular girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean when your facebook married on and off for like 3 years and you live together and have spooned slash seen each other naked it was totally bound to happen right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway yeah we had the sex. i had fun. it was only a little awkward but we played it off and joked bout it. the flirting went up more then usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had the sex two days later after a long night of sexting. it was enjoyable, even more so then the first time cause it was expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days later she had a bf and everything stopped. so in conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Guess I really do suck in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Get it? Like I think I'm Sting, and in all reality... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;... l'm like Chad Michael Murray douching it out in five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda tarantinod that blawg without meaning to. your welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5509576695483788925?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5509576695483788925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5509576695483788925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5509576695483788925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5509576695483788925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/07/guess-i-really-do-suck-in-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2130287869469298137</id><published>2011-07-12T15:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T15:45:46.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before they were one of the biggest bands in the world they were pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J7lfugRRHKI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont even lie to you, i still enjoy them a lot. except for a few songs that are over played every where, california waiting will forever be one of my favorite songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2130287869469298137?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2130287869469298137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2130287869469298137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2130287869469298137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2130287869469298137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/07/before-they-were-one-of-biggest-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J7lfugRRHKI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2533384938182406959</id><published>2011-07-12T08:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T09:19:34.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went out on saturday night. as usual. many local pubs in one night until we found the one that best suited our drinking needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are our drinking needs you ask. thats simple, some place that has nice scenery, where the bartenders and waitresses know us and we dont have to wait for our coronas or double jacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out thats pretty much every bar in this one horse town. we finally settled on our usual watering hole in omailles. although beer hunter was packed with old and new friends and this girl kissed me on the lips as soon as she saw me, which caught us all by surprise i will add. it was far to busy in there, not even my former crush 92 red head could help us out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say former like i wouldnt go there if i could or it was offered to me. so where was i... oh right omailles. omailles is the place to be most nights anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drank some beers, had some conversations, some friends got kicked out, made some new friends, and that girl who done the kissing showed up and was all over this. by this i mean me. and by all over i mean her tongue in my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the night, when i was home alone in bed, i thought to myself hey maybe i should of gone in when she invited me in. i said no for all the right reasons, but for all the wrong reasons that would of been more fun i shoulda said yes. ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FEy4hhHj6Z8/Thxkz-5h8wI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Oz9yTLvg5YE/s1600/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FEy4hhHj6Z8/Thxkz-5h8wI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Oz9yTLvg5YE/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628484478526681858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast the next day was delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z_5zEBnc58/Thxk0Z0w4dI/AAAAAAAAANE/K3EwwMGtu-Q/s1600/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Z_5zEBnc58/Thxk0Z0w4dI/AAAAAAAAANE/K3EwwMGtu-Q/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628484485754446290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7rFfdjuSMU/Thxk0PLaEcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/524NUY35ZEU/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7rFfdjuSMU/Thxk0PLaEcI/AAAAAAAAAM8/524NUY35ZEU/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628484482896630210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and that girl went out and ate on sunday night. there was no touching, just polite conversation. and i got mad when i got crumbled bacon and she got strips of bacon. why would they do that?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2533384938182406959?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2533384938182406959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2533384938182406959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2533384938182406959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>blogging hiatus, ryan says he needs stuff to read up in fort mac, i been lazy, busy, lazy, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i go out and do things and have fun. i even have pictures to prove it i swear. even a video....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b7ad4e31c3c1b195" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7ad4e31c3c1b195%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331389797%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3490BF3A66CCCA094AC604F42D67B63CA87A7AA2.6C896F460EE2D9B9B4513D4EB8F2500F26B87B27%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7ad4e31c3c1b195%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7LounC6OdI7WVuqRt9x6PTs42Co&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db7ad4e31c3c1b195%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331389797%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3490BF3A66CCCA094AC604F42D67B63CA87A7AA2.6C896F460EE2D9B9B4513D4EB8F2500F26B87B27%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db7ad4e31c3c1b195%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7LounC6OdI7WVuqRt9x6PTs42Co&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see i went out with robby and alex last weekend. the thing about good friends, top bros even is no matter how long you spend apart, or how long you dont even talk for, once your back together its like you didnt miss a beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to druid at 4 and didnt leave till close. well false, i didnt leave till close. there was some stagettes there and we were more then happy to oblige in their stupid games....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBA_ZDIoSaw/ThYw1th_CoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/BZE74lMRFE0/s1600/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBA_ZDIoSaw/ThYw1th_CoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/BZE74lMRFE0/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626738483759352450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got drunk it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BlPM0DbqEc/ThYw1OgDzZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-zKOKtoM7Ok/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7BlPM0DbqEc/ThYw1OgDzZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-zKOKtoM7Ok/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626738475429776786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lap dance time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6AXJDjqd3g/ThYw0hoc88I/AAAAAAAAAMc/TDPQ47r38U4/s1600/IMG_0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6AXJDjqd3g/ThYw0hoc88I/AAAAAAAAAMc/TDPQ47r38U4/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626738463385383874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we in vegas seriously this went on much longer then it should of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUjO0RGK6w/ThYw0CtGewI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K9Q_uymznG4/s1600/IMG_0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUjO0RGK6w/ThYw0CtGewI/AAAAAAAAAMU/K9Q_uymznG4/s320/IMG_0719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626738455083383554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robby had to do the shirtless pose cause clearly he is the most ripped out of us! im serious, hes in fantastic shape. no way was i going to show off my gut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not in any of these clearly. but i was challenged by one of the girls. she said my backwards hat wearing, greasy hair sticking out, flannel shirt wearing couldnt pick up a girl... challenge was obviously accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked up not one, not two, but three girls!! of course i cheated a little and was caught....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went and got our friend kim who was there right away. she came back. turns out i was drunker then i though because she had been sitting with us earlier and had talked to the other girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took my time on the second girl as tindall joined me in the hunt if you will. of course i went over eventually to the other girl we already knew at the bar. explained to her what was happening. she agreed to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked up to the table and was like everyone this is nicole. and then robby yelled out nicole huot everyone!! girl called me out on already knowing her instantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out i didnt have to go looking cause there was a girl starring me down sitting right across from us. so i called her over, talked to her for awhile, went to the dance floor, came back, sat down and said legit pick up! the girl agreed and said i'll buy you a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she never did, and i lost that other girl to. i also lost robby and alex, but still had tindall and two other friends so i was ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1201259657584757112?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b7ad4e31c3c1b195&amp;type=video/mp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1201259657584757112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1201259657584757112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1201259657584757112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1201259657584757112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/07/blogging-hiatus-ryan-says-he-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBA_ZDIoSaw/ThYw1th_CoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/BZE74lMRFE0/s72-c/IMG_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4982435308349706061</id><published>2011-06-23T09:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T09:45:46.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super tired today. It's a good tired but a tired none the less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a tired that happens from doing to many things and not getting enough sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the basketball court back now we been going out every night to play, and I got to tell ya, our skills are outrageous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two on One against our dog Stolz and he doesnt stand a chance. Our fake passes get him everytime, but he does have mad ups for rebounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV4lMUp8HDo/TgNbZLE658I/AAAAAAAAAMM/LqMIAJHjrU0/s1600/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV4lMUp8HDo/TgNbZLE658I/AAAAAAAAAMM/LqMIAJHjrU0/s320/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621437247916795842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not why I am super tired today though. Super tired comes from being asleep and then being woken up by a pretty girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not by phone but by coming in your room. Got to say I do enjoy our open door policy at the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooning is fun and all but not spooning is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4982435308349706061?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4982435308349706061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4982435308349706061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4982435308349706061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4982435308349706061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-super-tired-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eV4lMUp8HDo/TgNbZLE658I/AAAAAAAAAMM/LqMIAJHjrU0/s72-c/IMG_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8144060256541732586</id><published>2011-06-22T15:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:20:37.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I moved back into what we affectionately call the House of Krunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the triforce helped me on saturday. it took basically one trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH9VvDH81eg/TgJnI9cGuwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zTJVXRFDfyI/s1600/264818_10150209921468167_509918166_7187314_7279858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH9VvDH81eg/TgJnI9cGuwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zTJVXRFDfyI/s320/264818_10150209921468167_509918166_7187314_7279858_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621168688540859138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did it quickly though so we could go to our favorite eating place, delux burger bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ate a kobe stack burger each, which cost us $60, and proceeded to drink for 4 hours after that, which cost us $440. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed it up with some serious drunk shopping, which involved buying 2 watches and new shirts to wear to the bar that evening, each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if your following here and i know i am, thats $1100 combined before we even went to the bar. not a bad afternoon if you ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to the bar we went, where we crashed a stagette, and my clothes were taken off numerous times by lovely ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact I blamed a girl named Brandi and horny married woman whose husbands were not around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of and end of the evening were interesting to say the least. things happened. things that led to someone saying they cant do that it will ruin the friendship and the dynamics of HoK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt, it hasnt, we have dealt as mature people should. making jokes and laughing with a little bit of flattery here or there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant break the spirit of the Hok but you can break the trees in the backyard.... especially if they are in the way of our basketball court...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiXpd5CXq5Q/TgJqY84cJnI/AAAAAAAAAME/cBnULnVZifI/s1600/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiXpd5CXq5Q/TgJqY84cJnI/AAAAAAAAAME/cBnULnVZifI/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621172261804058226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0FLIl3YjPI/TgJqYpGOG-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/438sfuoO0bY/s1600/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0FLIl3YjPI/TgJqYpGOG-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/438sfuoO0bY/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621172256493149154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that story is for another time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8144060256541732586?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8144060256541732586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8144060256541732586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8144060256541732586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8144060256541732586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-moved-back-into-what-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tH9VvDH81eg/TgJnI9cGuwI/AAAAAAAAAL0/zTJVXRFDfyI/s72-c/264818_10150209921468167_509918166_7187314_7279858_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1119114113157183794</id><published>2011-06-15T15:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:05:58.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/15/3297.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/15/s_3297.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when we go out, people compare me to this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/15/3298.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/15/s_3298.jpg' border='0' width='170' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally I don't see it but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night we were at LB's pub for a couple pints. as usual it was a older crowd, even older then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dude comes up looks at me and says "man you look like Paul McCartney, like totally man. serious anyone ever tell you that man?? really dude you look so much like him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually just reply with yea once or twice. but with this guy he was a little to Matthew Mcconaughey a la dazed and confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i looked at Tindall, smiled and said nah man i've never heard that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what?!? man you are so him!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope sorry bro never ever in my life have I ever heard that from anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really, I don't see it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1119114113157183794?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1119114113157183794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1119114113157183794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1119114113157183794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1119114113157183794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/sometimes-when-we-go-out-people-compare.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4724761222082803926</id><published>2011-06-15T10:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:48:13.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm currently $32,924.67 in debt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats not to bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda want to sell everything i own. sell it all and hopefully it covers all my debt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start fresh, move somewhere new, meet new friends, do new things, go on adventures and just live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKb4yVGvQ5U/TfjuEDhBaXI/AAAAAAAAALs/6v-JQIiuwKs/s1600/Dockatnight1color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKb4yVGvQ5U/TfjuEDhBaXI/AAAAAAAAALs/6v-JQIiuwKs/s320/Dockatnight1color.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618502288575392114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another part of me wants to stay here, be in debt, and finally just be with the girl that hearts me for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl whose hand i want to hold no matter how awkward it is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;who i think about kissing every time i'm with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we been jumping around it for far to long and we talk the talk but never walk the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me that would be living to. that would be a adventure all on its on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows where life will take me. who knows what will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is i'm gonna have a good time regardless of what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4724761222082803926?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4724761222082803926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4724761222082803926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4724761222082803926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4724761222082803926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-currently-32924.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKb4yVGvQ5U/TfjuEDhBaXI/AAAAAAAAALs/6v-JQIiuwKs/s72-c/Dockatnight1color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8567793017074127531</id><published>2011-06-14T10:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:37:05.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously what is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/14/1642.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/14/s_1642.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blawg used to be full of adventures and excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even think I mentioned pretty girls at some point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/14/1643.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/14/s_1643.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I do is work lots. Go to the gym on the occasion, play recreational sports, and occasionally get drunk on the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/14/1644.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/14/s_1644.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be better, I swear it. I'll bring this blawg back to it's glory. I'm moving back to tindalls this weekend. I hung out with the prettiest of the pretty girls i know last weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things are going back to the way they should be. You will see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8567793017074127531?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8567793017074127531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8567793017074127531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8567793017074127531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8567793017074127531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/seriously-what-is-happening-this-blawg.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7800822300544156275</id><published>2011-06-04T10:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T10:34:09.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think very early on i got to obsessed with material possessions. having a car, having nice clothes and cool stuff. of course all things you need money for, therefore must have a job or rich parents to pay for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a time machine, i wish i could go back in time and talk to me. tell me that even though right then i loved that girl, if it was true love she will be there when you/me get back from a epic adventure with your best friends in australia. to move home and save your shekels and go be awesome else where. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would go back and say hey that kid isnt yours silly, go to europe with your friends for a year and live. be poor and who cares about money and stuff and things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would do good as a beach bum. to live somewhere where flip flops were acceptable year round. where the lifestyle is laid back and quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may be from a movie and may be cliche but i said it to a pretty girl on twitter yesterday and i try and live by it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work to live not live to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/beaches/gnar21/most_beautiful_beaches_15.jpg?o=33" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1190.photobucket.com/albums/z450/gnar21/most_beautiful_beaches_15.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day id like to work to live here or somewhere like here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7800822300544156275?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7800822300544156275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7800822300544156275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7800822300544156275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7800822300544156275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-think-very-early-on-i-got-to-obsessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5176182381056913969</id><published>2011-06-02T00:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:12:41.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P1eFEMNLtao" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my babu saw this tonight. we laughed a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen her since before i lost my license so that was a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed her, i still do and i just saw her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see her sooner rather then later to fix that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5176182381056913969?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5176182381056913969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5176182381056913969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5176182381056913969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5176182381056913969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-and-my-babu-saw-this-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P1eFEMNLtao/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1375993016543584245</id><published>2011-06-01T08:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T08:15:23.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What have I been doing with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/01/934.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/01/s_934.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Calgary zoo with this little girl and her mom. That was pretty fun. The gorillas are neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/01/938.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/01/s_938.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I been taking down many naps. In fact last week I took a staycation and didn't leave my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/01/941.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/01/s_941.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/06/01/942.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/06/01/s_942.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys napped with me too. Stoltz farted a lot, it smelt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday I bought a iphone4. Just cause. I'd show you a picture but I'm blogging from it so that's kinda impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1375993016543584245?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1375993016543584245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1375993016543584245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1375993016543584245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1375993016543584245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-have-i-been-doing-with-my-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4469380966483553117</id><published>2011-05-24T18:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T18:48:50.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Kobe. I won't lie. I dont care who knows and who doesnt like him, hes awesome. So clearly I love both these videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_14820e72b5"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=14820e72b5" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=14820e72b5" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_14820e72b5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/14820e72b5/kobe-byrant-s-post-game-meltdown" title="from FOD Team, LiveThatLife, and PatB"&gt;Kobe Byrant's Post Game Meltdown&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_73ee2c4ad0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=73ee2c4ad0" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=73ee2c4ad0" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_73ee2c4ad0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/73ee2c4ad0/kobe-bryant-s-unaired-nba-playoffs-commercial" title="from FOD Team and PatB"&gt;Kobe Bryant's Unaired NBA Playoffs Commercial&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4469380966483553117?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4469380966483553117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4469380966483553117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4469380966483553117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4469380966483553117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-kobe.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5899095201517888779</id><published>2011-05-18T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:50:45.398-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I had a dream. It was a weird dream where a pretty girl texted me and told me she had been dancing on the bar at coyote ugly in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't remember this dream until later this morning. It came back to me when i was watching the season finale of One Tree Hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part with Brooke and Julian and their new twins. Not sure why at this part it came to me, but it did and it's neither here nor there really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and thought... Hey what if it wasn't a dream. You know a pretty girl and she is in Vegas. Right now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked on my phone and sure enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/18/1698.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/18/s_1698.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I enjoy the fact that I texted back cause I don't remember at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do love that! I love it lots. Even if your not here this year making forts and watching movies with me over the long weekend, I'm happy to know your living life large in Vegas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5899095201517888779?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5899095201517888779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5899095201517888779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5899095201517888779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5899095201517888779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-night-i-had-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3741253903834759005</id><published>2011-05-16T10:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:50:20.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="dmlkZW9faWQ9MTE2MzI2OA==" width="512" height="354" align="middle"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/5-0/swf/DirectWidget.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;configXML=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nbc.com%2Fservice%2Fvideowidget%2Fparams%2FdmlkZW9faWQ9MTE2MzI2OA%3D%3D%2F" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/5-0/swf/DirectWidget.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;configXML=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nbc.com%2Fservice%2Fvideowidget%2Fparams%2FdmlkZW9faWQ9MTE2MzI2OA%3D%3D%2F" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="512" height="354" align="middle" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is awesome. i heart it. yeah im gangsta enough to say heart it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3741253903834759005?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3741253903834759005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3741253903834759005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3741253903834759005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3741253903834759005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-song-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7558752813376192859</id><published>2011-05-12T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:41:37.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzXDX2F6swM/TcwRBIOMeuI/AAAAAAAAALg/PsaRptKmu2U/s1600/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzXDX2F6swM/TcwRBIOMeuI/AAAAAAAAALg/PsaRptKmu2U/s320/DSCN0106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605874347253988066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush on this girl. I made it quite clear that I would hit on her at Brits b-day where this pic was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was warned by Brit beforehand. She knew it was coming, so what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Nothing at all. I kept my flirting to a non existent minimum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a case of leaving her wanting more or anything at all, or is it the fact that Tindall and I were blackout drunk long before she even got to the party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way it was a night in which we only remember through pictures and I am glad I got at least one with the pretty girl who I said I was gonna hit on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7558752813376192859?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7558752813376192859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7558752813376192859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7558752813376192859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7558752813376192859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-have-crush-on-this-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CzXDX2F6swM/TcwRBIOMeuI/AAAAAAAAALg/PsaRptKmu2U/s72-c/DSCN0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5312445192440601295</id><published>2011-05-12T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T14:41:37.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1427.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1427.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my ankle. It hurts when I walk on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1428.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1428.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's sir Charles Barkley. He likes to get his belly rubbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1429.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1429.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the breakfast my grandma made me after I brought her flowers on mothers day. I'm awesome like that and so is she. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/12/1431.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/12/s_1431.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the confirmation of the two tickets I bought for death cab for me and trev to go. Were stoked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5312445192440601295?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5312445192440601295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5312445192440601295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5312445192440601295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5312445192440601295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/thats-my-ankle.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6506811078508347346</id><published>2011-05-07T10:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:36:51.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im hungover and it hurts to laugh but dammit im gonna laugh anyway and so should you my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERSEY FLOOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="null" width="512" height="354" align="middle"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6506811078508347346?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6506811078508347346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6506811078508347346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6506811078508347346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6506811078508347346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-hungover-and-it-hurts-to-laugh-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is brits bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting her years ago when she hit on swam randomly at the beer hunter we really didnt become friends until i made my way south to lethbridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first night there we drank till she threw up. the next weekend i came back and married her and drank till i threw up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s44xWNx8LCQ/TcQLyRFJqfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/k2urc3LMtgo/s1600/22647_300965738166_509918166_3463693_1612505_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s44xWNx8LCQ/TcQLyRFJqfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/k2urc3LMtgo/s320/22647_300965738166_509918166_3463693_1612505_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603616794562111986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years later after a girl had torn my heart out and stomped on it, brit took me away to san fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i had to act tough cause i was a scared canadian boy in a big city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her help and the $7 all you can drink mimosas at lime my broken heart was mended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i was to black out drunk to remember that i had a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnqVNHrBziw/TcQMjWZTYRI/AAAAAAAAALY/bnmkkWykpDo/s1600/19147_300159403166_509918166_3461562_4206713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnqVNHrBziw/TcQMjWZTYRI/AAAAAAAAALY/bnmkkWykpDo/s320/19147_300159403166_509918166_3461562_4206713_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603617637802402066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tonight we go out for a traditional german dinner with her and her family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where i will be made fun of cause her german family is still upset about ww2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously get over it, you were in the wrong, italians like to win, even if it means trading sides at the last possible second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah im kidding, it will be nice and fun and i will probably be drunk but lucky for you all i remembered my camera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means many self portraits of tindall and me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5555229926106336420?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5555229926106336420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4y2ipSo3f_Q/TcQJl0UhQqI/AAAAAAAAALI/otnbt6-7FIk/s72-c/180540_10150095741558167_509918166_6288645_7974926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6985329579741683389</id><published>2011-05-05T11:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:10:03.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lE9-No6apbw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see this movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see a lot of movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont go to enough movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more dates to go to the movies I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way I wont miss any movies i'd like to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need more dates for going to weddings in exotic locations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually I need one date for one wedding in a exotic location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, beaches and tasty waves and me what could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats for another blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6985329579741683389?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6985329579741683389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6985329579741683389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6985329579741683389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6985329579741683389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-want-to-see-this-movie-i-want-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lE9-No6apbw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4417337915964873598</id><published>2011-05-04T21:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:42:24.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>concerts concerts and more concerts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to BC today about some shows I wanna see. with ryan and leifer MIA and timmy with the new baby my concert partners are thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but BC said he would love to see some rock and or roll show with me which makes me rather happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now since i started writing this, trev just messaged me and said he is in for death cab on may 24th!! stoked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qkk5wViJo-I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bout a little road trip to Calgary to see the Black Keys to in June... why not! shows in Calgary are always more fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mpaPBCBjSVc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then even though their latest album wasnt so good and according to some they are sell out lame-o's KOL is coming back, not sure if we will go to Calgary or see them in Edmonton but I do enjoy them lots...&lt;br 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href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/concerts-concerts-and-more-concerts.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qkk5wViJo-I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2125638567333036243</id><published>2011-05-03T20:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:51:20.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/03/3337.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/03/s_3337.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people treat their dogs like kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't have a doggy to call my own but on weekends this guy is my son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/03/3338.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/05/03/s_3338.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most mornings he just crawls up, looks me in the face and seeks that fatherly advice only I can give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other morning we laid and watched unstoppable and talked about our weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/05/03/3339.jpg'&gt;&lt;img 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My thoughts and fears and secrets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2125638567333036243?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2125638567333036243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2125638567333036243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2125638567333036243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2125638567333036243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/some-people-treat-their-dogs-like-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1648543237952669872</id><published>2011-05-03T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:44:33.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats new in the world of Vinny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quitting my ball hockey team. scratch that, i quit my ball hockey team. my team that plays in div 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to instantly resign with a new team in div 10. why you ask? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple reasons really. one i dont know anyone at all. two they get mad when I dont pass and shoot from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing with that is since i stopped playing with rob and ken i dont trust many other people to score when i pass them the ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just dont pass, i just shoot and try and score. which is perfect for my new team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are 0-4. 38 goals against and 0 goals for. I dont see anyone complaining when I take shots from everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first game is thursday should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k8TwRmX6zs4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1648543237952669872?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1648543237952669872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1648543237952669872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1648543237952669872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1648543237952669872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-new-in-world-of-vinny-im-quitting.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/k8TwRmX6zs4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2198465935086723753</id><published>2011-04-28T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T09:40:59.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the goal has and always will be to win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second goal and more realistic one is to have a job where i dont smell of anything when i leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i do now is not challenging. it's not hard work, it's not important, and i smell of tires at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get paid a fair amount of money for the work i do. i have to be here though, there is no work from home option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be here for 10-12 hours a day, granted only about 4 of those are actual work time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest is filled with reading blogs, checking the facebook, updating the twitter and watching movies and tv programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some would consider that pretty awesome. i am not one of those. there is more out there, more to do, more shekels to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my super power is laziness and although its a power it hampers the life changes i could make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day though, im happy, im content, i fall asleep with ease and wake up without a worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is not much more one can ask for. in fact the way i see it, the only thing i have left to do is to convince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that certain girl that i'm the guy for her. but till then i need to find a FwB....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iJS-wWqVAyk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2198465935086723753?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2198465935086723753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2198465935086723753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2198465935086723753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2198465935086723753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/goal-has-and-always-will-be-to-win.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iJS-wWqVAyk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3722682861330767391</id><published>2011-04-27T20:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:19:52.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about me. I been MIA for awhile. I been lazy what can I say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good, I got the Durango back yesterday. It is awesome to no longer have to rely on people for rides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I did was drive myself to soccer. Dont call it a comeback though cause it was like I never left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored 3 goals, set up another and set up 2 more easy tap ins that my linemates missed, which didnt upset me as much as it should have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing was I was second guessing myself for buying $300 cleats earlier in the day. I no longer second guess myself thats for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its good to be back, I am sure there will be more to come. We have Brad James bday this weekend. Maybe I'll bring my camera. Maybe I wont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying their new album today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hFXxOo0TRb4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3722682861330767391?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3722682861330767391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3722682861330767391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3722682861330767391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3722682861330767391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorry-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hFXxOo0TRb4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1265935827794676714</id><published>2011-04-19T22:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:50:21.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>scotsman sent this to me awhile ago but i been lazy in uploading it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly i havent been on my laptop to upload it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have now and it is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l9y5I50HaBo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent heard a robby furlong rap in years, its nice to hear he still has it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1265935827794676714?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1265935827794676714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1265935827794676714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1265935827794676714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1265935827794676714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/scotsman-sent-this-to-me-awhile-ago-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/l9y5I50HaBo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3876673349834437703</id><published>2011-04-16T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T10:45:24.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that I was bowling in a league last night. In their playoffs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun, especially when you drink 9 jugs of beer between your team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not win, not even close. But we had fun and thats what matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this morning I wake up to Leifers comment. I cried I was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since all I do on here is straight truth lately, I will share with you it because its a little update of their trip through Leifs eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I enjoy positive vince, the past is the past my friend, jocobra awaits. Also, we did mushrooms last night, there was an swedish ogre, people having sex on the beach, a naked girl who just couldnt get her dress back on, a epic journey behind the bathrooms into a prehistoric world lead of course by our friend the napping dog, a distant circus world that when approached would turn into a sort of hellish freak and fire show( so we backed away slowly), thad getting in the middle of a territorial dog fight in which his shoulder gets deeply scratched resulting in a 5 shot rabies treatment courtesy of the had rin clinic, angie getting married to a hippie guy in tie die whos very strange girlfriend gave a large dog to her as a wedding gift and then finished off with us all sitting in a safe placeshaking our heads at what just happened to us that night. It was epic. You would have liked it. Stay golden my man!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3876673349834437703?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3876673349834437703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3876673349834437703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3876673349834437703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3876673349834437703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/last-night-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5400951127156286537</id><published>2011-04-15T14:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:44:15.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/15/2459.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/15/s_2459.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog can go from so serious to so umm not serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go on a beer hunter pub crawl, but the boys went out last night and went to hard so they want tonight off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all is not lost because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoCoBra is in town, all together and I get to see them tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't happened since sylvan lake summer 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling, moose, and buffalo. You don't even know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even take pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/15/2462.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/15/s_2462.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure will be all mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5400951127156286537?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5400951127156286537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5400951127156286537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5400951127156286537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5400951127156286537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-blog-can-go-from-so-serious-to-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6491349492049014134</id><published>2011-04-15T11:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:19:58.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>she could never say that flat out she didnt want me</title><content type='html'>cause I could never say half way aint enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0124.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0124.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often feel bad for people around me. I'm not very nice, very selfish, kinda a asshole, and rather arrogant or so I been told.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think though had this little girl been my little girl I'd be a better person then the one the world is stuck with now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after we found out she wasn't mine and we tried to make it work, numerous times, over and over, I found that I was a better person when she was in my life day to day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I only a better person for her sake, yeah probably. Is that a bad thing? No I dont believe so, I actually dont know a reason that could be better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here we are now 4 years later. 4 years ago I drank a entire bottle of jager in celebration of me not being a father, when in fact and in many ways i was secretly drowning my sorrows of not being one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and her mother have long given up trying. Its hard enough even to be friends most of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you people have is me, the arrogant asshole who is quietly confident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, not very deep down is the insecurities and the fear. Well hidden by the bravado and cockyness, they only come out some days and only to a few people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0122.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you even imagine me as a father now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that sometimes straight truthin hurts. but never when you have a blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6491349492049014134?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6491349492049014134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6491349492049014134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6491349492049014134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6491349492049014134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-often-feel-bad-for-people-around-me.html' title='she could never say that flat out she didnt want me'/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5580068226459602868</id><published>2011-04-15T09:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:29:52.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>losing is never fun. losing in video games is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing to a girl, although some may find that embarrassing, I do not cause girls can be just as good as boys at video games, is also not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night none of these things happened. i won both games of madden against robyn. both games on the last play of the game. both times with under a minute left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both times robyn was sure she had it won. thats got to be so heart wrenching. i mean last throw of the game both times, with it all on the line and you cant make the stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there was claims of cheating and profanity being yelled. but i calmly explained that clock management is not cheating. in fact clock management is part of the game. and also it completely backfired cause after I ran the clock down to a minute to hit a field goal, she came right back and scored a touchdown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving me with what would seem a impossible last grasp effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which as you already know I pulled off cause my skills are outrageous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5580068226459602868?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5580068226459602868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5580068226459602868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5580068226459602868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5580068226459602868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/losing-is-never-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6659959149397390533</id><published>2011-04-12T14:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:31:32.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0627.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the bar last night with a cute red head, yes the bar, yes on a monday and no dont ask me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked right at me and said "are you sad your not on my roster anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled back and replied with "92, i'm pretty sure you were on my roster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we agreed we were on each others rosters after some stares with some mad faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but recently she has found herself with a one man roster &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt like when i say that, says she was tricked, but shes gonna enjoy her time there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said its not a bad thing, you're young, you should experience love in all shapes and forms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0639.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0639.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but hes short and i cant wear most of my shoe collection!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this is probably going to bug me later on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed and said "well when that happens and you move on i'll make room for you on my roster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you'd take me back???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said "sure, but you'll have to hold my hand when we go to the mall on sundays and i'm wearing my onesie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave me the you're a idiot stare that i am so accustomed to getting from girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i said, "but you will have to start driving me home again after the bar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"only if you buy the hotcakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0640.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/IMG_0640.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deal, its a date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6659959149397390533?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2732851709650396599</id><published>2011-04-08T13:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:35:30.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/08/2081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/08/s_2081.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two offices for the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/08/2083.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/08/s_2083.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough working from home on a Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at eleven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laze around until the last possible minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/08/2084.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/08/s_2084.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my outfit for the trip to my lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't I look innocent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2732851709650396599?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2732851709650396599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2732851709650396599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2732851709650396599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2732851709650396599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-two-offices-for-day-its-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5013071155637586135</id><published>2011-04-07T17:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T17:30:44.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since today is Thursday and its my Friday I am going lazy on the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scotsman had a excellent status ripping the Beej kinda so this video is for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did coin the phrase after all and it is still upsetting that Kanye stole it from him like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_148b82daf6"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=148b82daf6" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=148b82daf6" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_148b82daf6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/148b82daf6/no-homo" title="from Ben Weinstein, Eric Cunningham, PamMurphy, Ben Rodgers, Corey Johnson, KipRedwood, and DJCocks"&gt;No Homo&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5013071155637586135?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5013071155637586135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5013071155637586135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5013071155637586135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5013071155637586135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/since-today-is-thursday-and-its-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7983694042687543945</id><published>2011-04-06T08:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:31:49.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the other night i got asked what celebrity i thought i looked like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i named the usual suspects that i always name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam brody, zack braff, adrian grenier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically any dude with great hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she came back with James Franco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_02874b73d3"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=02874b73d3" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=02874b73d3" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_02874b73d3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/02874b73d3/happy-birthday-sam-raimi-from-james-franco" title="from James Franco and Bill Hader"&gt;Happy Birthday Sam Raimi from James Franco&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/james_franco"&gt;James Franco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see it but dammit if thats not one of the nicest things ever said to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you kind and sweet girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt need the ego boost but its nice to have it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7983694042687543945?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7983694042687543945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7983694042687543945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7983694042687543945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7983694042687543945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/other-night-i-got-asked-what-celebrity.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1127597613411767794</id><published>2011-04-05T15:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T16:09:12.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/jump" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Just%20For%20Fun/BESTJump6.jpg" border="0" alt="jump Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when we were young and we got asked what we wanted to be when we grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/swings/findstuff22/Best Images/Just For Fun/swings1.jpg?o=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Just%20For%20Fun/swings1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never had a answer.i never knew. people wanted to be astronaunts or firemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/jump/ducttape182/jump.jpg?o=9" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f334/ducttape182/jump.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to be either. although when i think about it now maybe fireman wouldnt have been a bad choice. i totally would be cleaning up in the ladies department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/dance/simonesays444/breakdance.jpg?o=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb246/simonesays444/breakdance.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never had the drive or the ambition. too laid back? maybe. too lazy? probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/swings/RuFuS_043/swings.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll265/RuFuS_043/swings.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think I would be better off in a beach town or south america. i think thats where everyone moves at their own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6491_219266985231_821055231_8181442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/6491_219266985231_821055231_8181442.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day i will figure out what i want to be when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem is i'm already grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1127597613411767794?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1127597613411767794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1127597613411767794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1127597613411767794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1127597613411767794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/remember-when-we-were-young-and-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8626739046761219127</id><published>2011-04-04T13:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:35:18.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a write off, hangover from hell, woken up from Brad James making out with a girl on the couch, yes the making out was that loud that it woke me up! only to fall back asleep for a bit before being woken up to go for breakfast way to early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, put on my onesie and crawled into my own bed. didn't move all day until Robyn came over to hang and eat pizza. $50 worth of pizza, wings and seasoned curlys between us. not even Tindall and I pull that off very often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched paranormal activity 2 and i got scared. but Robyn wouldn't hold my hand so i acted tough and pretended it didnt bother me. but clearly i am a whimp and i think she knew but didnt poke fun cause shes kinda nice sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is better, i feel ok, im gonna gym and im counting calories cause its almost beach season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song i sang along to at breakfast which i think everyone enjoyed and some little girl high fived me for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QxUr2ggLlhI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont judge me with your eyes just your words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8626739046761219127?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8626739046761219127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8626739046761219127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8626739046761219127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8626739046761219127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/yesterday-was-write-off-hangover-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QxUr2ggLlhI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3797553593120901572</id><published>2011-04-02T11:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:19:09.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/02/2155.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/02/s_2155.jpg' border='0' width='320' height='320' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i told you guys this but on Wednesday I went to trivia with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won this new avril lavigne compact disc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super stoked about it I sat down and got a immediate text from the girl who broke me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was there, I had &lt;br /&gt;seen her but not talked to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were gonna pick that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you hate that when people know you still even after that long and that much crap? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't. I didn't care it was what I wanted. I love me some avril! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today at work I watched the DVD that came with it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/04/02/2157.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/04/02/s_2157.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3797553593120901572?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3797553593120901572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3797553593120901572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3797553593120901572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3797553593120901572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-know-if-i-told-you-guys-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3654547642927706736</id><published>2011-04-02T10:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:35:17.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eTtgF1Nj3LQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last blog was sad, this one not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all about positivity. life is to short for sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to go out there and live it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do what you want when you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont let the man hold you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont, i dont let anyone hold me down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless its a pretty girl and we are play wrestling and i want her to think she is winning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the triforce has made close to 90 combined friends on the facebook since last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its simple really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brad james asks are you on the facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask why arent we friends on the facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tindall hands over his phone already logged into the facebook and says here put your name in here and we will add you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are success rate is 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one says no  except my babu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tindall and me are already friends with her and she hasnt met brad james. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of each weekend we hold a contest, we narrow it down to our top 3 new best friends on the facebook and have a competition to see who is our top new best friend on the facebook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also funny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Vinny James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BVJ and we are going to go to BVJ this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Valley Jamboree not to ourselves that would be ridiculous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3654547642927706736?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eTtgF1Nj3LQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7244147942685363196</id><published>2011-03-31T14:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:36:54.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont blog enough. thats no surprise to anyone who actually reads this thing. i've kinda lost the passion for my thoughts on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even bought a camera so i could take pictures of our outings and post them on here yet i have only brought it out twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im to busy laughing, to busy drinking, to busy having fun to pull my camera out of my back pocket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also feel like lately i havent been such a good friend to the ones i should be. to anyone really at all except for the triforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8G2iwqNUDxw/TZTlLIKtj1I/AAAAAAAAALA/bJRc1Sc9jgs/s1600/DSCN0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8G2iwqNUDxw/TZTlLIKtj1I/AAAAAAAAALA/bJRc1Sc9jgs/s320/DSCN0044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590345016807362386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats cause they put up with me and are willing to pick me up since i dont drive anywhere right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to say for all the driving i used to do of everyone only ryan and tindall have really stepped up and offered to drive me anywhere anytime no problems no questions asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate them, im sure they know. they are top bros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog has no rhyme or reason, really none of mine do, but its a blog and its about time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7244147942685363196?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7244147942685363196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7244147942685363196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7244147942685363196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7244147942685363196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-blog-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8G2iwqNUDxw/TZTlLIKtj1I/AAAAAAAAALA/bJRc1Sc9jgs/s72-c/DSCN0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1013290897887314322</id><published>2011-03-28T19:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:02:11.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there, are you on The Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that line right there is all you need to talk to the prettiest girl in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or all the girls in the room. or restaurant, or even the world waterpark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of confidence and a lot of naiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call it The Facebook though. it makes it seem like you just discovered it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jkaMiaRLgvY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont actually need this line. its just something we in the triforce have been using to make it more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most times hi i'm so and so works to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1013290897887314322?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1013290897887314322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1013290897887314322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1013290897887314322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1013290897887314322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-there-are-you-on-facebook-that-line.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jkaMiaRLgvY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5918471786347872113</id><published>2011-03-20T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:47:21.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PKMAxk6IQwk/TYaR7vPCZGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vQEkg9NH6Pw/s1600/197337_10150447372300634_735980633_17922048_4807576_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PKMAxk6IQwk/TYaR7vPCZGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vQEkg9NH6Pw/s320/197337_10150447372300634_735980633_17922048_4807576_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586312843277526114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I mean to drink as much as I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole not driving for three months will be the end of my liver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just go out and drink until someone tells me its time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a wonder I have been vomit free for as long as I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night being no exception to this rule. I did a lot of shots and drank a lot of drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I danced and sang and I dont remember the end but I am pretty sure we didnt pay our tab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even slow danced which I find odd cause I was in a pub and who does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a pretty girl asks you, or grabs you, you usually just say yes. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I woke up at my other house in my bed with no sheets and one blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked up stairs and looked at Brad and Tindall and said "there is a girl in my bed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"shes short with brown hair and smells like flowers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I bring her home with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did not they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was she here when we got home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to check my phone and see if I invited a short girl who smells like flowers over but its in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad said no problem, I'll go crawl in the bed and see if she notices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She noticed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5918471786347872113?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5918471786347872113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5918471786347872113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5918471786347872113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5918471786347872113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-dont-think-i-mean-to-drink-as-much-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PKMAxk6IQwk/TYaR7vPCZGI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vQEkg9NH6Pw/s72-c/197337_10150447372300634_735980633_17922048_4807576_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4567830136406576861</id><published>2011-03-16T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T17:23:12.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, laying on the couch of what now could be considered my bachelor pad, enjoying a delicious bud light lime(thank you Jon Stoby for leaving me one), I watched late night television. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for Jimmy Fallon. I played the hashtag game earlier on twitter and was hoping mine would appear on the show. It didnt by the way. I happened to catch Dave Letterman and his interview with Bradley Cooper. It was awesome, I may have a slight man crush on Mr.Cooper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is in full, for you to enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps awesome fuckin suit. Thats how you suit up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vC6nMa-HSbA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4567830136406576861?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4567830136406576861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4567830136406576861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4567830136406576861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4567830136406576861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/last-night-laying-on-couch-of-what-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vC6nMa-HSbA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8013756263763333191</id><published>2011-03-15T17:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:45:13.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did you see this or hear about it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KbPwCOgT4oc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is that kid standing? seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a young Robby Furlong would bully me back in our school days I now kinda wish I was a big fat kid and could of fought back. But no I was just as small as Robby and was beaten up daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later I would realize my full potential of becoming a full grown human and making the highest grossing movie of all time, Aquaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rob would realize his by going on a quest to Modor, to climb up mount doom and to destroy the one ring and saving middle earth from Lord Sauron and true evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us on both ends of bullying and yet both of us bound for greatness in one way or another. Funny how life can work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8013756263763333191?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8013756263763333191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8013756263763333191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8013756263763333191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8013756263763333191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/did-you-see-this-or-hear-about-it-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KbPwCOgT4oc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2162814100592812104</id><published>2011-03-14T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T18:55:22.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love this. it's my favorite story barney has ever told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZkmheRE9zi4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2162814100592812104?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2162814100592812104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2162814100592812104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2162814100592812104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2162814100592812104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZkmheRE9zi4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8220783297729786376</id><published>2011-03-13T19:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:49:24.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was out last night. Stuff happened, but instead of writing stories and putting pictures up i'm just gonna copy paste my tweets from yesterday... enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;Pints and live music, great way to spend my Saturday afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;When I go to indie rock shows is when my beard envy of other guys is at it's highest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I'm slaying these pints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to grow a beard like this... &lt;a href="http://yfrog.com/gzwi2dtj&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;yfrog.com/gzwi2dtj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;Why did that girl leave when I said chubby girls try harder???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;Night of them blondes just started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I have been drinking since 4... Where is my wife I want to make out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;Great im drunk and using my work American express. Come one and all and enjoy the free drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I woke up and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I could still be drunk. But im pretty sure I tried to bite a girl last night in a Chinese resteraunt and she hit me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I tried to bite her she probably ate my chicken fried rice you know how I love that shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Vinnysthoughts&lt;br /&gt;Vincent James&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what this is but its delicious! &lt;a href="http://yfrog.com/gz12rthj"&gt;yfrog.com/gz12rthj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8220783297729786376?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8220783297729786376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8220783297729786376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8220783297729786376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8220783297729786376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-out-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3607294376257284723</id><published>2011-03-12T09:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T09:46:54.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>debauchery did not happen. not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym did. i ran for half an hour. it was only going to be twenty minutes but the game went into overtime. after that i did 200 situps. got a booster juice and was out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt good, felt like i wanted to take down some pints, or some double vodka waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back home, laid on the couch, had cuddles with stoltz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgucJjgLmZk/TXujHgjX35I/AAAAAAAAAKw/0EbKOkYSMJU/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgucJjgLmZk/TXujHgjX35I/AAAAAAAAAKw/0EbKOkYSMJU/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583235512448573330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a tv show loosely based on my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MxODvIILFq8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and passed out hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there is always tonight for debauchery i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3607294376257284723?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3607294376257284723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3607294376257284723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3607294376257284723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3607294376257284723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/debauchery-did-not-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EgucJjgLmZk/TXujHgjX35I/AAAAAAAAAKw/0EbKOkYSMJU/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4054231692900669718</id><published>2011-03-11T15:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T15:53:30.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you know me you know i love me some avril lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love me some ke$ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i stumbled upon this masterpiece i was all like HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tbEvyBAywck" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4054231692900669718?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4054231692900669718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4054231692900669718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4054231692900669718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4054231692900669718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-you-know-me-you-know-i-love-me-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tbEvyBAywck/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-90985351764632469</id><published>2011-03-11T14:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:42:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I died on Sunday. I could feel it coming on strong though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it killed me for 4 days. I was my usual big baby way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one would take care of me. No soft kitty. No juice brought to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived it on my own and here we are, it's Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weekend of debauchery is among us. Me, Tindall and Brad James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to go out and get drunk. Then ask inappropriate questions of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act like fools and invite everyone back to the house for a party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first we go to the gym tonight. I havent been in a week and I need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_af30378455"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=af30378455" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=af30378455" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_af30378455" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/af30378455/never-before-seen-jesse-eisenberg-audition-for-127-hours" title="from FOD Team, Scott Gairdner, Brad, and dannyjelinek"&gt;Never Before Seen Jesse Eisenberg Audition for 127 Hours&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-90985351764632469?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/90985351764632469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=90985351764632469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/90985351764632469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/90985351764632469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-died-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6827737350095351860</id><published>2011-03-06T13:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T13:55:38.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here we go again. its sunday morning and im slightly hungover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another sunday. maybe i drink to much but maybe i have to much fun as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take my phone away from me cause thats just bad decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i cant understand the texts so neither could anyone who gets them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="256" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="ordie_player_32f5f13845"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=32f5f13845" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed width="384" height="256" flashvars="key=32f5f13845" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" name="ordie_player_32f5f13845" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:384px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/32f5f13845/owen-wilson-talks-pie" title="from Hall Pass, Owen Wilson, Andrew Astor, FOD Team, and farrellybrothers"&gt;Owen Wilson Talks Pie&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/owenwilson"&gt;Owen Wilson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna lay low for awhile, be all i can be in my bed and on my couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope no pretty girls be texting or calling me unless all they want to do is cuddle and lay low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6827737350095351860?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6827737350095351860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6827737350095351860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6827737350095351860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6827737350095351860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/03/here-we-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-678441678188224460</id><published>2011-03-04T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T13:55:58.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to see hey Rosetta! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2187.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2187.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got drunk like i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2190.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2190.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank $2.75 pints before the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2193.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2193.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girl gave me her number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2196.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2196.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost it. So I left the show to go get it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2199.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2199.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called me a dork but gave it to me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2202.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Rosetta! Killed it completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2204.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2204.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bout shows at the pawn shop rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2206.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2206.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see every show there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2209.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only on Wednesday nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/03/04/2210.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/03/04/s_2210.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can drink $2.75 pints beforehand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-678441678188224460?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/678441678188224460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=678441678188224460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoPLzqpAx20/TW0H6TjdyGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0nxmxxtCCmo/s1600/146816429_1194c4d931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CoPLzqpAx20/TW0H6TjdyGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/0nxmxxtCCmo/s320/146816429_1194c4d931.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579124211644745826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing something i been wanting to do for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSx_WtP7NBE/TW0G9NLyf-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dlkao4B3qYw/s1600/building-sport-stadium-dallas-cowboys-stadium-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VSx_WtP7NBE/TW0G9NLyf-I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dlkao4B3qYw/s320/building-sport-stadium-dallas-cowboys-stadium-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579123161962807266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will not be about girls or my some would say whoreish ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jkMG8f2_cY/TW0HcRnWIaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/B3NvbO3UUzo/s1600/dallas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8jkMG8f2_cY/TW0HcRnWIaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/B3NvbO3UUzo/s320/dallas1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579123695728075170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will be about my epic adventures i like to go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YN5VORayp8/TW0IKJWw7xI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QrAQ_IvoQv0/s1600/rangers-ballpark-at-arlington-21-october-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YN5VORayp8/TW0IKJWw7xI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/QrAQ_IvoQv0/s320/rangers-ballpark-at-arlington-21-october-2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579124483785027346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you cant tell, i'm going to Texas. i have always wanted to go. now the opportuity is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiOoQsKwYdI/TW0JCGtHN3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/tHAqQ8O9OP4/s1600/fair-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jiOoQsKwYdI/TW0JCGtHN3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/tHAqQ8O9OP4/s320/fair-park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579125445146130290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure i have lawyer fees out the ass and this is irresponsible. but thats what i do, everything i'm not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyfj2U4Rtx0/TW0M5wExvfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Yn-XbnJtpFY/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jyfj2U4Rtx0/TW0M5wExvfI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Yn-XbnJtpFY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579129699678928370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i'm going with this girl. so i guess this blog is about girls kinda but not in my whoreish way cause we are friends who dont do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3250352439056034877?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3250352439056034877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3250352439056034877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3250352439056034877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3250352439056034877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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got mad at me cause i never invite you out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now say to rectify this, i do in fact invite you out with me and my friends to a hall party on a saturday night that is a fundraiser for kids with cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at said hall party i chat chit with a hot bartender girl once in a while through out the evening, mostly when i'm going to get drinks or to ask her random questions like are you italian, do you play soccer, and what year were you born in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would this upset you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second question blogging world, totally unrelated to the first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say your a young hot bartender girl born in 1991. and your working at this hall party full of old men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a young handsome attractive italian bachelor comes along with his friends and proceeds to purchase many drinks with which the proceeds go to kids with cancer charity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now say your working but through out the night you are texting away on your loaner nokia blackberry phone and this young handsome attractive italian comes up and says to you, "i see you texting a lot but i'm not seeming to get any of them, you should give me your number and i'll text you and we will see if that works"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you not give your number to him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4215238124330298233?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4215238124330298233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4215238124330298233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9xXBjtAGIzE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt drink anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make bad decisions when i drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may consider them good decisions though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its how you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but either way i am pretty sure i had fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2668042284524261407?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2668042284524261407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2668042284524261407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4772399609236778369</id><published>2011-02-25T10:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:27:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyOTg2Njg*MjU4MjgmcHQ9MTI5ODY2ODQzMjY*MCZwPTEwNjM2NjImZD*mZz*yJm89YjgzM2ZkOGUwMGZiNDA3Mzlh/Y2M3MTU5ZTQyNDIyYzUmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="410" data="http://vids.perezhilton.com/plugins/player.swf?v=738c7466e7629&amp;p=vega4-without-ads-transparent-flp&amp;autoplay=false" height="308" id="embedded_player"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vids.perezhilton.com/plugins/player.swf?v=738c7466e7629&amp;p=vega4-without-ads-transparent-flp&amp;autoplay=false"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://vids.perezhilton.com"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt a few things in the last couple of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one dont tell a girl she is boring in bed and then after she texts you about how you are dead to her you ask her if she wants to have hate sex. chances are she will say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two dont tell a girl she can come over and cuddle but she has to wait till your done at the pub. than when she does wait and asks if she can still come over you say your to tired to get out of bed and let her in. this upsets said girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three slan-der-beeking is a word and i like it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4772399609236778369?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4772399609236778369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4772399609236778369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4772399609236778369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4772399609236778369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-learnt-few-things-in-last-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3870374507592891198</id><published>2011-02-24T07:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T07:50:18.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6491_219266985231_821055231_8181442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/6491_219266985231_821055231_8181442.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent found that dare to be great situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its probably just my laziness, my content to just be, let life be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a whole world out there for the taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exploring, the something else i cant think of right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im happy with it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im not where i should be at this point in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell if you look at any of my friends its either time to get engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get divorced even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not there and some say i never will be but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll get to where i should be when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is to much in life to enjoy to just rush through it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats my point exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get busy living or get busy dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grab the bull by the horns &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once your born you start dying so you might as well have a good time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and any other motivational stuff you can think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n682285499_2555050_4483.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/n682285499_2555050_4483.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3870374507592891198?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3870374507592891198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3870374507592891198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3870374507592891198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3870374507592891198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wanna-be-great-i-just-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4048469168680719683</id><published>2011-02-22T18:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T18:15:35.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not sure what i was doing to miss this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was way better then superbowl halftime show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2bsbE8TzLXg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now im not sure if i made the right call trying to acquire katy perry tickets when i should probably be pulling strings for rhianna tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe just maybe i can get both&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4048469168680719683?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4048469168680719683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4048469168680719683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4048469168680719683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4048469168680719683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-not-sure-what-i-was-doing-to-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2bsbE8TzLXg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1336339898172408672</id><published>2011-02-22T10:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:40:31.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8870lGoXwt4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend asked me the other day what it was like being single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have many positive things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i do what i want when i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i answer to no one and never have to go anywhere or do anything i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last weekend i had a different girl in my bed each night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said they didnt see the downside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could they not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1336339898172408672?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1336339898172408672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1336339898172408672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1336339898172408672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1336339898172408672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/friend-asked-me-other-day-what-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8870lGoXwt4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-76021771691820542</id><published>2011-02-19T11:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T11:09:11.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="324"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/nl/movies/site/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="vid=24212700&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="576" height="324" allowFullScreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/nl/movies/site/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="vid=24212700&amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i almost got into a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the blind pig pub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i looked at the guy and said cabs are here... i suggest you get into one before bad things happen to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he did. gawd i must look tougher then i thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know the THOR trailer has nothing to do with this story but it looks cool and i want to see it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-76021771691820542?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/76021771691820542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=76021771691820542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/76021771691820542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/76021771691820542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-night-last-night-i-almost-got-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-8901199859697792221</id><published>2011-02-18T09:03:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:09:33.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture038-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture038-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it, I've done a few things that I shouldn't be proud of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no remorse, no regrets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture065.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never happy endings, only downsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go down as low as you wanna get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't try to push me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/Picture073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-8901199859697792221?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/8901199859697792221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=8901199859697792221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8901199859697792221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/8901199859697792221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-admit-it-ive-done-few-things-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1619004227846678393</id><published>2011-02-18T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T08:52:55.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOWIMomWre4/TV6Tq54qE8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SP6vX_qYwTw/s1600/Picture%2B047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOWIMomWre4/TV6Tq54qE8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SP6vX_qYwTw/s320/Picture%2B047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whats your number hmm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my number or the number i tell girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-your real number. i think we know eachother well enough for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha true enough. my number is _(actual number wont be disclosed as family tends to read this and i am pretty sure they dont wanna know that shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ahhhh see you're not a whore. mine is _ but you already knew that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know and neither are you. we are both not whores, good job us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thanks. wanna be non whores together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes non whores sounds nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yes it does, soooo wanna makeout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes i do. making out is the most non whoreish thing one can do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1619004227846678393?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1619004227846678393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOWIMomWre4/TV6Tq54qE8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SP6vX_qYwTw/s72-c/Picture%2B047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3197828239975644084</id><published>2011-02-17T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T06:29:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My ride to work is running late, so I thought why not knock out a blawg for ya'all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/641.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_641.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been drinking far to much if that could even be a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't go to the pub without accumulating a tab that is over $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well over a $100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/642.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_642.jpg' border='0' width='187' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude who runs trivia was all like what's up with your guys team names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record the last three times it's been &lt;br /&gt;1- 92 triplets &lt;br /&gt;2- 92 twins&lt;br /&gt;3- 92 brunette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just say it all depends on which of our waitresses are working. Than we wagered all our points and lost trivia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how it goes sometimes. Later on i get a text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your team name should be 92 rh you douche!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know how I do, not letting the girls be all up in my grill like that. I hit her with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you were here it would be you twat! So maybe you should come here and we will change it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get a response after that. Maybe "twat" was a bit to much... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/02/17/644.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/02/17/s_644.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3197828239975644084?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3197828239975644084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3197828239975644084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3197828239975644084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3197828239975644084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-ride-to-work-is-running-late-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5539758347997265768</id><published>2011-02-14T09:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:29:34.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had all kinds of terrible sleeps last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was clearly worried about if i was gonna have a valentine this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i woke up, i texted the only girl i wanted to be my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to make her my valentine last year but problem was i wasnt in the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is a whole other story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm here and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said of course she will be my valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9mC-Bjz8M0o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5539758347997265768?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5539758347997265768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5729449357863863190</id><published>2011-02-11T07:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T07:25:47.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is kinda weird, yet funny, yet throws you off a bit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james blunt doing a cover of katy perrys california gurls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyOTc*MzQxNjc2OTkmcHQ9MTI5NzQzNDE3NDczMCZwPTEwNjM2NjImZD*mZz*yJm89MjBiNWMwYTBhYTcyNGRjNzkz/ODY5NDhmZjgyODhhZmUmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="410" data="http://vids.perezhilton.com/plugins/player.swf?v=b8bb7c8670b19&amp;p=vega4-without-ads-transparent-flp&amp;autoplay=false" height="308" id="embedded_player"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vids.perezhilton.com/plugins/player.swf?v=b8bb7c8670b19&amp;p=vega4-without-ads-transparent-flp&amp;autoplay=false"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://vids.perezhilton.com"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes the only place i could find a video of it was on perez hilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't look that hard since thats where i discovered it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5729449357863863190?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5729449357863863190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5729449357863863190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5729449357863863190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5729449357863863190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-kinda-weird-yet-funny-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7718278951599951370</id><published>2011-02-10T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:40:27.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F4-_8iDzkgU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home last saturday and this was on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lol'd to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you might to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then booster juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then t-shirt time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you know what i be doin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7718278951599951370?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7718278951599951370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7718278951599951370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7718278951599951370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7718278951599951370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-nothing-to-say-to-you-i-stayed.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/F4-_8iDzkgU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-119228560959729759</id><published>2011-02-08T11:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:42:26.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/TVGOVw93cDI/AAAAAAAAAII/w4Gfm5t_9_Q/s1600/olivia-wilde-splits-from-husband__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/TVGOVw93cDI/AAAAAAAAAII/w4Gfm5t_9_Q/s320/olivia-wilde-splits-from-husband__oPt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571390718606798898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, sad, but not really for me. It's always hard to hear about a marriage breaking up, but really not that hard for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Wilde reportedly has separated from her husband of eight years, Tao Ruspoli. According to a source, the pair agreed on the separation mutually after having been "living apart" and "trying for quite some time to make their relationship work." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they are saying I have a chance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-119228560959729759?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/119228560959729759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=119228560959729759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/119228560959729759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/119228560959729759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/aw-sad-but-not-really-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/TVGOVw93cDI/AAAAAAAAAII/w4Gfm5t_9_Q/s72-c/olivia-wilde-splits-from-husband__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7484806904390524807</id><published>2011-02-07T21:02:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:28:25.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to beer hunter to watch the superbowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/DSCN0004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/DSCN0009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt care who won or about the half time show or even the commercials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/DSCN0006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/DSCN0012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all we cared about was drinking, steak bites, winning a jersey and or a tv, winning trivia, and hanging out with the 92 triplets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN0014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b51/vinnysegreto/DSCN0014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved tindalls hand placement to block out the 91....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7484806904390524807?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7484806904390524807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7484806904390524807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7484806904390524807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7484806904390524807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-went-to-beer-hunter-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1896897468985482562</id><published>2011-02-05T09:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T09:49:45.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ICaTsTkBPV8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont normally go out at midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm old and should be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night we had lady friends from calgary in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing was they didnt get in until 11, hence the late start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but once at the bar tindall and i immediately regretted bringing the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just one of those nights where the talent was ridculous and we were bringing our b plus game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thats all, watch the videos. I like the cover by illscarletts bassist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Dam1uaVGOlw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1896897468985482562?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1896897468985482562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1896897468985482562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1896897468985482562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1896897468985482562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-normally-go-out-at-midnight-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ICaTsTkBPV8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-4168005461292280652</id><published>2011-02-04T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T10:53:39.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologize for the lack of posts..... Scotsman my only occasional reader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been moving, again! I'm all moved into Ryan and leifs. I'm Leif for the next few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice room. Very big. Walk in closet, my own bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of room for activities to. I know your thinking activities with girls. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leifs girlfriend and my friend L S has asked that I not bring dirties into her bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess that means I'm a virgin for these months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-4168005461292280652?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/4168005461292280652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=4168005461292280652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4168005461292280652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/4168005461292280652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-apologize-for-lack-of-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-6524097967416531480</id><published>2011-01-28T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:50:27.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fridays&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rhKiyUxGZNI" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that just made my friday better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-6524097967416531480?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/6524097967416531480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=6524097967416531480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6524097967416531480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/6524097967416531480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/fridays-disneys-princess-keha-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rhKiyUxGZNI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-5061382126964524608</id><published>2011-01-28T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:01:33.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We talked a big game. 4 nights of straight partying. Like were 18 again. But when this happens on night 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/3459.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_3459.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night 2 ends up being a whole lot more low key. Sauna and no drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then picking out baby names for Tim and Amy. Guess what! Putting the letter K as the first letter of regular names like klay or konner or kooner as I changed it to doesn't work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-5061382126964524608?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/5061382126964524608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=5061382126964524608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5061382126964524608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/5061382126964524608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-talked-big-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-7240278002335698322</id><published>2011-01-27T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T08:12:22.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Danko Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1052.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1052.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been a rock prodigy since the age of 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1053.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1053.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rules. Great show last night. We got drunk. Did ya know filthy mcnastys has pints on for $2.75 on Wednesday's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1054.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1054.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't, but now I do. I'm gonna have to hit that up more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1055.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1055.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a problem when we go to shows together. One of us never seems to make it to the point where they see the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1056.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1056.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan at Daniel Wesley. Tim at Matthew Good. And now Leifer at Danko. I on the other hand always make it till the end of the rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/1057.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/27/s_1057.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for killing it last night Danko! Making this hangover totally worth it. In the words of Timothy... LUL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-7240278002335698322?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/7240278002335698322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=7240278002335698322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7240278002335698322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/7240278002335698322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/danko-jones-hes-been-rock-prodigy-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-2114120599080383917</id><published>2011-01-26T14:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:34:03.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="328" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=5e27224abb"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed width="450" height="328" flashvars="key=5e27224abb" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:450px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/5e27224abb/disneys-princess-kesha" title="from FOD Team, Seth , Antonio Scarlata, BoTown Sound, Matt and Oz, and Kat Bardot"&gt;Disney's Princess Ke$ha&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like ke$ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i own both of her albums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't judge me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd make out with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go ahead judge me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause if by you judging me means i get to kiss her face then i'm in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause i don't like you but i heart her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-2114120599080383917?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/2114120599080383917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=2114120599080383917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2114120599080383917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/2114120599080383917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/disneys-princess-keha-watch-more-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1804150417320777814</id><published>2011-01-26T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:08:44.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a real post maybe. no nonsense since that's all that comes out of here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've never taken to much stock in what people think or say about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust me when your hooking up with and then falling slash fell in love with the biggest floozy in town you tend to acquire a lot of haters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mostly the boys that want to bed her and your "friends" that want you to bed someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so you or i, hide or hid it. dont say a word. scared of the judgement. just go on acting like nothing is what it actually is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of a sudden you come across as non caring, nonchalant even. respected yet hated for your attitude of just going with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it gets you places and got me girls, although not as many as some think i have. swam and kater are about to find out how few actually. probably boggle their minds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where is this all going exactly? well awhile back i got ripped a good one. a basic roasting of everything i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did it effect me? sure of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did it change me for the better? well you people read my blog so you know and i know, clearly i have gone backwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm stubborn. i'm a child in a mans body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont care. i am nonchalant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanna rock and or roll. or at least live the lifestyle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZSYzchrypTY" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1804150417320777814?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1804150417320777814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1804150417320777814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1804150417320777814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1804150417320777814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/real-post-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZSYzchrypTY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-1976615516650440092</id><published>2011-01-24T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:58:09.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--you know how I get when i dont get hot cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a crazy twelve year old in the presence of bieber? YAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hmmm that's rather descriptive... I was just hungry for hot cakes cause my waitress didn't serve me well enough... that server was you if you forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your waitress over served you and drove you home then proceeded to cuddle you to sleep... EVEN THOUGH she was very very sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/24/2139.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/24/s_2139.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all waitresses were that nice don't you?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-1976615516650440092?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/1976615516650440092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=1976615516650440092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1976615516650440092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/1976615516650440092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-how-i-get-when-i-dont-get-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-3947512018941065681</id><published>2011-01-20T14:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:11:41.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to talk about something. something important that all of us have gone through at some point in time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this blawg cant be just about the dirty things in life ya know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets get right into it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pub poops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dreaded pub poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it happened to me last night. i felt it and it scared me. i was all like no way man, not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sure enough it was there, it was that time. i thought i'll go to the bathroom, try and pee and relieve some pressure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as soon as i got into the bathroom i knew there was no stopping it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to make a choice, a very tough choice, but not that tough at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/occupied/AmyBernardi/Occupied.jpg?o=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z292/AmyBernardi/Occupied.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i left the washroom, grabbed tindalls keys and drove home to use the washroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Np8yhDHcSFw" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause my thoughts are just like Tracy Morgans in the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Warriors come out to play!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-3947512018941065681?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/3947512018941065681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=3947512018941065681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3947512018941065681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/3947512018941065681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-to-talk-about-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Np8yhDHcSFw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10696781.post-91265665641431854</id><published>2011-01-20T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T09:46:30.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was gonna take this time to blog about a girl. A very sad desperate crazy girl. Who was relentless in her pursuit of me last night even after admitting she had a boyfriend. In fact let's go back over some of the texts to prove this before moving on to what I really want to talk about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should have intercourse tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why are your other boys busy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-looks like you found some other boys to say yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to say yes. I hope your not doing that red head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-her and I are just friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your just gettin old and desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yup that's it. I'll stick to my 18 year olds and you have fun with those douche looking guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BF is not a douche. So are you sticking it in me or what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-can't you have a Bf, are you a cheating whore? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes when he hasnt given me any in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some people just don't change!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was that. There was a picture sent later of a dildo in her vagina. I'll probably just post that on submityourex.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to what I really wanted to talk about.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can leave the country and get in the states, I'm totally going to cochella in April! Just a sick line up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/20/1098.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/11/01/20/s_1098.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10696781-91265665641431854?l=vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/feeds/91265665641431854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10696781&amp;postID=91265665641431854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/91265665641431854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10696781/posts/default/91265665641431854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinnysthoughtsonthings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-was-gonna-take-this-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Vincent James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16650272956624379492</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t7zEB0wxJWs/SQqYg1dTnEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VZwfXEQwBy8/S220/n551770180_3362164_4119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
