<?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-14855068</id><updated>2011-12-01T19:36:39.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alwayz In The Middle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112926221566247802</id><published>2005-10-13T22:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:56:55.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Ride...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/washis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/washis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112926221566247802?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Nice Ride...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112926221566247802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112926221566247802&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112926221566247802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112926221566247802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/nice-ride.html' title='Nice Ride...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112864191314645296</id><published>2005-10-06T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:47:33.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/TakeChildRide2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/TakeChildRide2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please Do Not Attempt This Stunt At Home !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Always Laugh My Ass Off,&lt;br /&gt;When I Look at this Picture...&lt;br /&gt;As you can See in the Photo,&lt;br /&gt;The Radar, has the Car clocked, at 99mph in a 35mph Zone...&lt;br /&gt;But, the little Red Headed, Wide-Opened-Mouth, Wild Child&lt;br /&gt;Is Still Hanging On...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a "Few" Friends, I just Love them to Death...&lt;br /&gt;We Laugh and Always have Blast...Hanging Out and Such...&lt;br /&gt;But, It's Their Bad Ass, No Mannered, Snotty Nose Children,&lt;br /&gt;That Drives ME So Nuts..&lt;br /&gt;Lately I find myself, not inviting those few Friends, over much...&lt;br /&gt;If I could Only Say, Casually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Without leaving Anyone Hurt or Bitter...&lt;br /&gt;"Hey You Guys - Come On Over Anytime"...(smiling).&lt;br /&gt;"Oh"...but, BTW: "Get A Babysitter !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do Any Of You, Have Any Friends,&lt;br /&gt;That Have Mis-Behaved Kids, Too?&lt;br /&gt;If So?&lt;br /&gt;How Did You Handle, This Issue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Two Children, were Raised, with Good Manners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Manners&lt;/strong&gt; Should Always Be,&lt;br /&gt;The #1 Top Priority...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112864191314645296?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Problem Child'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112864191314645296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112864191314645296&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112864191314645296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112864191314645296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/10/problem-child.html' title='Problem Child'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112801434493243851</id><published>2005-09-29T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T12:19:04.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shnoodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/V&amp;Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/V%26Shadow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby, My Best Friend and My Loyal Companion...&lt;br /&gt;Is going to be A Daddy, for the First Time...(smiling)...&lt;br /&gt;He still acts like A Puppy,&lt;br /&gt;Even Though, He's Seven Years Old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my Son's Girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Take him, to her home, a couple weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;Shadow's a Toy Poodle,&lt;br /&gt;And she has a Shitzu...&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;That there is a name, for these two..&lt;br /&gt;Puppies are called, A "Shnoodle" ...&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I've never heard of that breed,&lt;br /&gt;Have You ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112801434493243851?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Shnoodle'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112801434493243851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112801434493243851&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112801434493243851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112801434493243851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/shnoodle.html' title='Shnoodle'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112793921947868344</id><published>2005-09-28T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T15:36:56.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Illusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Illusion12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Illusion12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tilt your head to the left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;until you see the Illusion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You should see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;a lady and a child standing sideways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112793921947868344?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Cool Illusion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112793921947868344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112793921947868344&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112793921947868344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112793921947868344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/cool-illusion_28.html' title='Cool Illusion'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112783734624989655</id><published>2005-09-27T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:09:06.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass Backwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/assbackwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/assbackwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112783734624989655?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Ass Backwards'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112783734624989655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112783734624989655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112783734624989655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112783734624989655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/ass-backwards.html' title='Ass Backwards'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112754740432708561</id><published>2005-09-24T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T18:54:30.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck HMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/hooters12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/hooters11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You know that you've joined a redneck HMO if:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Annual Breast Exam, is Conducted, at Hooter's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The ONLY 100% Coverage Expense, is Embalming.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Tongue Depressors, taste Faintly, of Fudgesicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Proctologist, Lists his Address as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Roto-Rooter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Preventive Care Coverage, includes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"An Apple a Day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Lone Star Bar and Grill is, A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New an approved Pharmacy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your Prozac, comes in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; s&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;, and has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;little "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"s....on each Pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your Viagra Prescription includes: A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Popsicle Stick and Some Duct Tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your Primary Care Physician, is Wearing Pants, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ou gave to Goodwill, Last Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Directions to the Dr.'s Office, includes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Take a Left, when you Enter The Trailer Park."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112754740432708561?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Redneck HMO'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112754740432708561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112754740432708561&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112754740432708561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112754740432708561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/redneck-hmo.html' title='Redneck HMO'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112741867268220989</id><published>2005-09-22T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:44:33.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/aCountryWalk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/aCountryWalk1.jpg" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each day begins with simple choice,&lt;br /&gt;Get up or stay in bed;&lt;br /&gt;Shower, coffee, breakfast, smoke -&lt;br /&gt;All choices from the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make a choice to go to work,&lt;br /&gt;To earn our daily bread;&lt;br /&gt;We choose to do our very best,&lt;br /&gt;Or just slide by instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we find our lives are wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Each day is faced with dread;&lt;br /&gt;We choose to stay or choose to go&lt;br /&gt;Where angels fear to tread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives might end up nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Than trying to get ahead;&lt;br /&gt;Till sometime hence we realize&lt;br /&gt;How fast the years have sped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path we take from day to day&lt;br /&gt;Can either be followed or led;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are lines of choices made,&lt;br /&gt;From birth until we're dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112741867268220989?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='First Day of Autumn'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112741867268220989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112741867268220989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112741867268220989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112741867268220989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-day-of-autumn.html' title='First Day of Autumn'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112726282104892912</id><published>2005-09-20T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:33:41.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Observant Are You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/9people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/9people.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There Are Nine People In This Picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;If You Find 6, You Have Ordinary Powers of Observation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Find 7, You Have Above Average Powers of Observation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Find 8, You Are Very Observant. Congratulate Yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Find 9, You Are Extremely Observant, Very Intuitive &amp;amp; Creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112726282104892912?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='How Observant Are You'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112726282104892912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112726282104892912&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112726282104892912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112726282104892912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-observant-are-you.html' title='How Observant Are You'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112690425580725214</id><published>2005-09-16T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:59:28.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BREAST Way To Cheat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Breastway2cheat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Breastway2cheat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112690425580725214?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='The BREAST Way To Cheat...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112690425580725214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112690425580725214&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112690425580725214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112690425580725214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/breast-way-to-cheat.html' title='The BREAST Way To Cheat...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112654487043242171</id><published>2005-09-12T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T14:52:30.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross But Educational</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/leeches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/leeches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I watched a Special on TV, about Modern Medicines.&lt;br /&gt;Even though It was Totally Gross ! I found it Interseting.&lt;br /&gt;I did some research, of my own, to back up, what all I had heard, on the TV Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Summary, covering the Basics about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Use of Leeches in Modern Medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeches are currently being used by western Doctors, in a number of Ways, for a number of Things, and they have been found to be, very Effective.&lt;br /&gt;Leeches are Currently Accepted and Used alot, in Modern Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeches Are Like A "Mini-Drug Store."&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of Years Ago, Leeches were "medicine cabinet staples."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An Interesting - Note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leeches were used on Patients of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"911" &lt;/span&gt;in New York.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, Old-is-New-Again:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, when it comes to restoring blood circulation, after reconstructive surgery, "leeches are very effective."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;One slug-like worm, can gorge on up to five times, its own body weight, in blood !&lt;br /&gt;The medicinal leech, one of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;650&lt;/span&gt; leech species, is a (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; inch)-long carnivorous (flesh and blood-eating) worm, found naturally and mainly in "European Bogs and Ponds".&lt;br /&gt;A leech, has a sucker, on each end; the smaller one features hundreds of teeth...Surprisingly, a leech bite, Doesn't Hurt...That's because the worm's "Saliva", contains a Natural Anesthetic or Painkiller.&lt;br /&gt;Leech Saliva also contains&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Hirudin&lt;/strong&gt;, (&lt;em&gt;a substance that keeps blood from clotting&lt;/em&gt;). During a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;-minute feed, a leech can draw off &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; milliliters of blood-Or-about&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 5&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; thimbles full. The leech then drops off, to digest its meal. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Hirudin&lt;/strong&gt;, the bite keeps bleeding and promoting circulation for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; hours." Leeches also produce a &lt;strong&gt;Vasodilator&lt;/strong&gt;, or (&lt;em&gt;a substance&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;that opens blood vessels&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Patient Squeamishness ?&lt;br /&gt;When a reattached finger, is swollen with blood, due to venous congestion, the choice is simple...&lt;br /&gt;A Plastic Surgeon at Baylor College says, "We can cut your finger off, again or use a leech?" I've never had any Patient, refuse the treatment. One Patient, even gave the leeches, Names!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Historical Use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Medicinal bloodletting, has been practiced, since the Stone Age...Evil Spirits were thought to cause illness, and Removal of these "Evil Spirits", required blood withdrawal...Records of the medical usage of leeches...Dates back, to the Beginning of Civilization...&lt;br /&gt;Illustrations of leech application to patients, were found in "Egyptian Tombs" dating back to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 1500&lt;/span&gt; B.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112654487043242171?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Gross But Educational'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112654487043242171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112654487043242171&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112654487043242171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112654487043242171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/gross-but-educational.html' title='Gross But Educational'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112633841226790933</id><published>2005-09-10T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T02:46:52.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toliet Paper for Hard Asses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/HardAssTP2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/HardAssTP2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112633841226790933?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Toliet Paper for Hard Asses'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112633841226790933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112633841226790933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112633841226790933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112633841226790933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/toliet-paper-for-hard-asses.html' title='Toliet Paper for Hard Asses'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112615608187130316</id><published>2005-09-07T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:52:11.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving To Vegas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/RN_Brains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/RN_Brains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;This Friend of mine, is so damn funny...And So Much Fun, To Be Around...He tells Great Stories...Some are True and Some are Fiction/JOKE...&lt;br /&gt;He'll be real serious, when Telling A Story...&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to what all, he's saying...&lt;br /&gt;Then - When, it Absorbs in My Brain...&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've done fell for it again...(smiling)...&lt;br /&gt;It's Cool, because, I Love To Laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the Latest Story, he told Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He said: He walked into the Bedroom, the other&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To find his Wife, packing her Suitcase...&lt;br /&gt;He said "where You going?"&lt;br /&gt;She answered "I'm moving to Las Vegas."&lt;br /&gt;"I heard Ladies get paid, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;$400&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;em&gt;Night&lt;/em&gt;, there,&lt;br /&gt;For doing, what I do, for You...for Free, here!"&lt;br /&gt;He walked down stairs and thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;He went back to the Bedroom and started packing, his Suitcase...&lt;br /&gt;She asked him, "Where was He going?"&lt;br /&gt;He said "I'm going to Vegas, too...&lt;br /&gt;I want to see You, live on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;$800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;em&gt;Year&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112615608187130316?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Moving To Vegas...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112615608187130316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112615608187130316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112615608187130316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112615608187130316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/moving-to-vegas.html' title='Moving To Vegas...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112606531008422345</id><published>2005-09-06T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T01:07:30.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass-Atlas ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/sittin%20on%20world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I Came Aross This Picture,&lt;br /&gt;And I Just Don't Know?&lt;br /&gt;What Is, The Real Meaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Of This Photo ?&lt;br /&gt;Is This A Picture Of Someone,&lt;br /&gt;That People Refer To,&lt;br /&gt;As Sitting On Top, Of The World ?&lt;br /&gt;Is This A Guy's Ass ?&lt;br /&gt;Or An Ass, Of A Girl ?&lt;br /&gt;Is It A Temporary TaT ?&lt;br /&gt;Or Is Permanent Tattoo ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Maybe, A Road Map ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Or Half Of An Atlas ?&lt;br /&gt;The Fine Print, On the Bottom Corners, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It Might Be, A Cover of A Book ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, If You Wish To ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tell Me What You Think,&lt;br /&gt;After You Take A Look....&lt;br /&gt;I Have No Clue....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112606531008422345?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Ass-Atlas ?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112606531008422345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112606531008422345&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112606531008422345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112606531008422345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/ass-atlas.html' title='Ass-Atlas ?'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112598091615140987</id><published>2005-09-05T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:28:36.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CYBER DESK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/cyberdesk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/cyberdesk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112598091615140987?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='CYBER DESK'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112598091615140987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112598091615140987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112598091615140987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112598091615140987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/cyber-desk_05.html' title='CYBER DESK'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112590028427456667</id><published>2005-09-04T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:37:56.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel &amp; Victoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I Love the Lord, with All My Heart...&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy watching, Preachers on TV...&lt;br /&gt;But, in the last few months, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've discovered "Joel Osteen's", Show...&lt;br /&gt;He is such a Wonderful Man...&lt;br /&gt;He is Always Smiling and So Happy...&lt;br /&gt;He's Soft Spoken, Loving and Funny too...&lt;br /&gt;He has helped me, Smile More, and be Happier in My Life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope if you do watch him and his wife Victoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They'll make you Happy Too...&lt;br /&gt;After watching Joel's Show, tonight...&lt;br /&gt;I decided to visit his Website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though his message tonight, was not pretaining, to the Hurricane...&lt;br /&gt;I seen he had posted, on his website, all about, helping the Hurricane Victims...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share, what he had Posted&lt;br /&gt;On his Home Page, below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is the storms and challenges of life that strengthen us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remain faithful in adversity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you do, God will turn every situation around and use it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for your Good and His glory. (Ephesians 6:13)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Ever Feel Depressed, Lonely, Lost and/or Low?&lt;br /&gt;I want to "Only", make a Suggestion, to Anyone, who might read, this Post...&lt;br /&gt;I Promise You...You'll feel so much Happier and be Smiling,&lt;br /&gt;by the End of His Show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112590028427456667?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Joel &amp; Victoria'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112590028427456667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112590028427456667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112590028427456667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112590028427456667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/09/joel-victoria.html' title='Joel &amp; Victoria'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112554773329259149</id><published>2005-08-31T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:14:04.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Afternoon Aug. 28th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's so wicked sounding outside, the winds are Howling like a pack of Wolves.&lt;br /&gt;The trees are swaying and rubbing the sides of my house while the Shingles are flying off my Roof.&lt;br /&gt;Along with the Winds and Rain...&lt;br /&gt;The Noise alone, is driving me in sane..&lt;br /&gt;I've prepared, the Best I can, hoping I remembered, to do everything as planned ..&lt;br /&gt;Now, all there is left to do is Pray, that the power doesn't go off right away, and I lose my A/C..&lt;br /&gt;Well, the power and A/C has gone off, so we start up Our Generator for Our Frig, Fan and TV..&lt;br /&gt;I took a short nap and when I awoke, to my surprise "Katrina" had jumped from a category 3 to a 5 !&lt;br /&gt;As thoughts, run through my head, "This Is Bad! Can We All Survive A Catergory Five?"&lt;br /&gt;My Windows are boarded up..I hope that will help keep, us safe, from flying debri and broken Glass...&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep now...thinking I need to stay Awake and Alert...In case A Tornado comes thru, I can Haul Ass...&lt;br /&gt;Where to Go??&lt;br /&gt;I don't Know??&lt;br /&gt;North-No !&lt;br /&gt;East-No !&lt;br /&gt;West-I don't think so !&lt;br /&gt;South-Hell No ! I'll be in the Gulf of Mexico...&lt;br /&gt;The Lightning and Thundering is getting worse...&lt;br /&gt;I hope to continue on...When this "Damn Hurricane" is Gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday Night Aug.31st:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To update my post above, my power and water was off, for 3 days..&lt;br /&gt;I spend, alot of time praying, that Myself and Immediate Family are OK..&lt;br /&gt;My heart is breaking, for the people, I've watched on TV, the last few Days.&lt;br /&gt;In LA., MS, and Alabama that got hit So Bad,&lt;br /&gt;By the devastation, of this Killer Hurricane, It's So SAD!&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a break, from watching the coverage, on TV..&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the Looters, taking advantage of Business's and Family Homes, was Making me sick and VERY MAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112554773329259149?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Killer Katrina'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112554773329259149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112554773329259149&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112554773329259149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112554773329259149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/killer-katrina.html' title='Killer Katrina'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112507345441173520</id><published>2005-08-26T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:24:14.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men-Men-Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/MenMenMen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/MenMenMen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112507345441173520?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Men-Men-Men'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112507345441173520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112507345441173520&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112507345441173520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112507345441173520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/men-men-men_26.html' title='Men-Men-Men'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112494479004420738</id><published>2005-08-24T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:31:53.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying Telemarketers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Womanphone1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/Womanphone1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Telemarketers "Suck Big Time"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here Are Some Ways, To Rid Your Life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Of These "Assholes" For Good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If They Want To Loan You &lt;strong&gt;Money &lt;/strong&gt;? Tell Them, You Just Filed For Bankruptcy and You Could Sure Use Some "&lt;strong&gt;Money &lt;/strong&gt;!" (smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If they start out with, &lt;strong&gt;"How are you today?"&lt;/strong&gt; say,&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;/strong&gt;I'm so glad you asked, because No One these days, seems to Care, and I have All these problems. My arthritis is acting up, I just got laid off work, my dog just died, etc . &lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When the Telemarketer says, her Name is "Judy"...Cry Out in Surprise, &lt;strong&gt;"Judy? Is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that you? Oh my God! Judy, how have you been?"&lt;/strong&gt; Hopefully, this will give "Judy" a few brief moments of terror, as she tries to figure out, where she could know you from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If &lt;strong&gt;MCI&lt;/strong&gt; calls, trying to get You to Sign Up, for the Family and Friends Plan, reply, in as sinister a voice, as you can, &lt;strong&gt;"I don't have any friends, would you be my Friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If the Company, &lt;strong&gt;Cleans Rugs&lt;/strong&gt; respond: "Can you get out Blood? Can you get out goat blood? How about Human Blood?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ask Them To Repeat &lt;strong&gt;"Everything"&lt;/strong&gt; They Say, Several Times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tell the Telemarketer, you are on &lt;strong&gt;"Home Incarceration"&lt;/strong&gt; and ask if They could bring you over some &lt;strong&gt;Beer&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ask them to &lt;strong&gt;Fax&lt;/strong&gt; the Information to You and make up &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Number&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tell the Telemarketer, &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;Okay, I'll Listen to You. But, I should probably tell You...I'm Not Wearing Any Clothes and I'm Horny.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Insist that the Caller is, really your buddy &lt;strong&gt;"Leon"&lt;/strong&gt;, playing a Joke. &lt;strong&gt;"Come on, Leon, Cut it out! Seriously, Leon...how's your momma been doing ?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tell them, you are &lt;strong&gt;Hard of Hearing&lt;/strong&gt; and that they need to Speak Up... louder...&lt;strong&gt;LOUDER...!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tell them, to &lt;strong&gt;Talk Very Slowly&lt;/strong&gt;, because, you want to &lt;strong&gt;Write Every Word&lt;/strong&gt;, they are saying Down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112494479004420738?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Annoying Telemarketers'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112494479004420738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112494479004420738&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112494479004420738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112494479004420738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/annoying-telemarketers.html' title='Annoying Telemarketers'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112448225802461293</id><published>2005-08-19T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:10:42.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Control Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Alabama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Alabama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My Mother gave me this Neat &amp; Unqiue Wooden Elephant Sculpture, when I was 24yrs old...The detailed "hand carved" Elephant, was so Amazing to Me..It sat upon her Shelf, in a Walking Motion, with the his Trunk, swaying downward...It was originally, from Africa...Her older sister, had brought it back, from her Safari Holiday years ago, as a gift &amp;amp; she gave it to My Mom...I always thought it was So Beautiful &amp; I Still Do....I mentioned to My Mother one day, If she ever decided to get rid of it, I would Love to have it...In her soft spoken voice &amp;amp; with her sweet smile, she replied, "Sure Honey..You Take It Home with You, Today"..I was so Excited, but I felt sort of Guilty too, because, I had just put her, on the spot..I said "Oh No, Mother, I couldn't...Aunt Laura gave you that"...She replied,smiling, "You Love It - It really doesn't go, with my Decor, besides that...it's just sets on the shelf, collecting dust...so, I Want You To Have It".. I would've never Imagined, from That 1st Elephant - My Mother gave me, 20 years ago.. I would've accumilated, over &lt;strong&gt;550&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elephants&lt;/em&gt;, since then! Out of Curiousity, I Counted Them All, the other Day..From My Wood Carved Ones, Indoor &amp; Outdoor Chimes, Glass Ones, Musical Ones..ETC.. I even have 2 in my Yard, A Elephant Bird Bath &amp;amp; Flowing Fountain Statue...Thirty are, Stuffed Animals...I have a Beautiful Large Elephant Picture that I absolutely Love, throw pillows, costume jewlery Plus &lt;strong&gt;Expensive&lt;/strong&gt; Fine/Gold &amp; Silver Jewlery, as well, ETC..The Number in my Collection, would be much Higher, but sadly, throughout the years, some have broke, beyond repair...Each Elephant of Mine, has a Story behind it..(smiling)..When I glance at Any One of Them... I have a pleasant memory, of &lt;strong&gt;The Friend&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;Family Member&lt;/strong&gt;, that gave it to me, When &amp;amp; Where...I've developed a &lt;em&gt;bad habit&lt;/em&gt; - Everywhere I go...If I spot an elephant, I &lt;strong&gt;Buy It&lt;/strong&gt; ! I've just about, beat that &lt;em&gt;bad habit&lt;/em&gt;.. Collecting Elephants for me, works out Great &amp; Makes it Easier for My Loved Ones...when buying for me, on my Birthday and at Christmas Time...They buy me, an Elephant, Knowing that...(I Will Love It)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, Living in Alabama (The University of Alabama, College Football Team) "The Crimson Tide", their mascot, is an Elephants' Head.. So, I have tons of BAMA Stuff, Too...btw: "&lt;strong&gt;Roll Tide&lt;/strong&gt;!".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5 years ago, I heard &lt;strong&gt;IF &lt;/strong&gt;the Trunk is Turned &lt;strong&gt;Upward &lt;/strong&gt;It Means: (&lt;strong&gt;Good Luck&lt;/strong&gt;)..I'm very Superstious..So, I just &lt;em&gt;Assumed&lt;/em&gt;, that it meant, If Trunk is downward, that would mean, Bad Luck ?? I was torn with, what to do, with nearly half of my Elephants, that had their trunks downward ? Do I get Rid of them or what ? Then shortly afterwards, I learned that the Trunk Downward, meant &lt;em&gt;Nothing &lt;/em&gt;(good or bad)..this was &lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt; For the Trunk Up on Elephants &lt;strong&gt;"GOOD LUCK"&lt;/strong&gt;...What a Sigh of Relief...(smiling)...Because, that would mean, the very first one "My Mother" had given me, would have to Go..But, thank goodness, I heard the correction, on the superstition in time..(smiling)...&lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt;, I got rid of the (Questionable Ones). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to give Anyone, the Impression, I have a Cluttered-Home, filled with nothing but Elephants..Because, I Don't...I mainly have a theme with them, in my Office, Bedroom &amp;amp; Bathroom Decro...I also have many, wrapped up &amp; stored in a safe place..The &lt;strong&gt;Ironic Thing&lt;/strong&gt; about My Collection is...I really don't Like "Live" Elephants, At All...I don't even think, they're Beautiful Animals..The Closest I've been to them, is at the Zoo &amp;amp; EWWW-They smell bad, too! I have No Desire, to get too closeup, to a &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; ton Animal, of any kind, Either.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Difference is: "I Love the Art Work".. The Unique Sculptures, Detailed Shapes &amp;amp; All Their Beautiful Colors...&lt;br /&gt;I Guess the Point of My Story is: Be Aware:"An Obbsession-of A Collection-Can Get Out of Control"...Like It Did With Me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have A Wonderful Weekend !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112448225802461293?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Out of Control Collection'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112448225802461293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112448225802461293&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112448225802461293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112448225802461293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/out-of-control-collection.html' title='Out of Control Collection'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112439310265678570</id><published>2005-08-18T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T14:25:02.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/beer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/beer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112439310265678570?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='CHEERS'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112439310265678570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112439310265678570&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112439310265678570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112439310265678570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/cheers.html' title='CHEERS'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112422049737714801</id><published>2005-08-16T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:34:47.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Southern Thang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/P0000062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/P0000062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the South, Satellite Dishes are Very Popular : When you purchase one, It's Positioned, Directly in Front of the House.&lt;br /&gt;This is Logical - Bearing in Mind, That "The Dish" Cost Considerably More Than the House and Should, Therefore Be, Prominently Displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOUTHERN Slang :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I Reckon', I'll Go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is Gooder'n Grits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He's as Country as Cornflakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We'll meet Yall around Dark-thirty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, butter my Butt &amp; call me A Biscuit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's so Dry, The Trees, are Bribing, The Dogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She's so stuck up - she'd drown, in A Rainstorm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's been hotter'n a Goat's Butt, in a Pepper Patch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Busier than A Cat - covering Crap - On A Marble Floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My Cow Died Last Night, So - I Don't Need, Your BULL ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Have a cup of Coffee - It's already been - Saucered &amp;amp; Blowed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Don't Pee, on My Leg or Down My Back &amp; Tell Me, It's Raining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He fell out of the ugly tree &amp;amp; hit every branch, on the way down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If things get any better, I may have to hire someone, to help me, Enjoy It..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ham &amp; Eggs - A Day's Work for Our Chicken - A Lifetime Commitment From Our Pig..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My Husband and I Divorced Over Religious Differences... He Thought He Was God and I Didn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112422049737714801?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='It&apos;s A Southern Thang'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112422049737714801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112422049737714801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112422049737714801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112422049737714801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-southern-thang.html' title='It&apos;s A Southern Thang'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112413110818395356</id><published>2005-08-15T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:27:00.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"OLD" IS WHEN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Elderly%20Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/Elderly%20Bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;An "ALL Nighter" means: Not getting up to Pee!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Going Bra-less, pulls all the Wrinkles, out of your Face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Getting Lucky means: You find Your Car, in the Parking Lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Getting a Little Action means: I Don't Need To Take Any Fiber... Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"A Sexy Babe" Catches Your Fancy... and Your Pacemaker Opens... The Garage Door!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're Barefoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your Sweetie says..."Let's go upstairs and make love," and you answer..."Honey, I can't do Both!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112413110818395356?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='&quot;OLD&quot; IS WHEN...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112413110818395356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112413110818395356&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112413110818395356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112413110818395356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/old-is-when.html' title='&quot;OLD&quot; IS WHEN...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112399618670211308</id><published>2005-08-13T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:09:46.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Deck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/FullDeck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/FullDeck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112399618670211308?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Full Deck...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112399618670211308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112399618670211308&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112399618670211308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112399618670211308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/full-deck.html' title='Full Deck...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112389121171549375</id><published>2005-08-12T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T17:17:06.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Witty Puns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/parrots2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/parrots2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Politics&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;A Parrot that has swallowed a Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Polly-Ticks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Acoustic&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Instrument used in Billiards&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(A-Cue-Stick)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Polygon&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Dead Parrot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Polly-Gone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Violin&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Bad Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Vile-Inn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dilate&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;To Live Long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Die-Late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Candle&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Jarred pickles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Condense&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Prison Prom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ideal&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;A Poker Table Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Locus&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Obscene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muttering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Debate&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;What Lures de Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nitrate&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Lower than the day rate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Zebra&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;The Largest Bra Available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Candor&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Opening door to the John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Senile&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;A Reason for going to Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sewer&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; One Who Brings Legal Action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aversion&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;One Side of a disputed Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Suburban&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Liquor served on a Submarine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Diploma&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; The Person Who Fixes the Pipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; What the Gardener does to the Hedge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112389121171549375?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Witty Puns...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112389121171549375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112389121171549375&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112389121171549375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112389121171549375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/witty-puns_12.html' title='Witty Puns...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112387646071176384</id><published>2005-08-12T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T19:19:37.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalee's Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/is1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/is1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In my lifetime, I've admired many people...&lt;br /&gt;It would be too many, to name them all...&lt;br /&gt;Today, I would like to talk about a strong woman that I admire...&lt;br /&gt;Her name is "Beth Holloway Twitty"...&lt;br /&gt;I've follwed her daughter, Natalee's Missing Story, in Aruba...Since the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;I pray every night, for the safe return of Natalee...&lt;br /&gt;Or if not safe...at least her body found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Where "Mrs. Twitty", has some type closure, in this Nightmare...&lt;br /&gt;She will leave no stone un-turned, until she finds out The Truth...&lt;br /&gt;Myself, as a Mother, I would have done lost my mind...&lt;br /&gt;But, she has so much Faith, Strength and Determination...it's Amazing...&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Not Knowing&lt;/strong&gt;, has got to be, the worst thing a Parent can experience...&lt;br /&gt;Natalee is Loved So Much...&lt;br /&gt;By her Family, Friends and the millions of people...keeping up with her story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Bless Natalee &amp;amp; Her Family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112387646071176384?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Natalee&apos;s Mother'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112387646071176384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112387646071176384&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112387646071176384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112387646071176384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/natalees-mother_12.html' title='Natalee&apos;s Mother'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112381575415006271</id><published>2005-08-11T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:05:04.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whys ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Hako1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is A Boxing Ring, Square? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is it, Rain-drops...but Snow-falls? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is "abbreviated", such a Long Word? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is what doctors do, called "Practice"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is it Necessary, to nail down, the lid of a Coffin? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why is the third hand, on a Watch, called a second hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why can't Women, put on Mascara, with their mouths closed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it called Lipstick, if you can still move your Lips, after you use it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why don't you Ever See, Headline "Psychic-Wins-Lottery!"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is Lemon Juice, made with Artificial Flavor, and Dishwashing Liquid made with, Real Lemons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112381575415006271?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Whys ?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112381575415006271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112381575415006271&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112381575415006271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112381575415006271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/whys.html' title='Whys ?'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112378085176769402</id><published>2005-08-11T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:20:51.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Dwarfs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/7DwarfsMenopause.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/7DwarfsMenopause.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112378085176769402?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Seven Dwarfs'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112378085176769402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112378085176769402&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112378085176769402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112378085176769402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/seven-dwarfs.html' title='Seven Dwarfs'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112374373367474615</id><published>2005-08-10T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:02:13.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommie Dearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/JoanCrawford1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/JoanCrawford1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112374373367474615?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Mommie Dearest'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112374373367474615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112374373367474615&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112374373367474615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112374373367474615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/mommie-dearest.html' title='Mommie Dearest'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112370107425170458</id><published>2005-08-10T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:49:42.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>True Or False</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Adults, are just Kids - Who Owe Bills...&lt;br /&gt;Housework, Done Properly - Will Kill You...&lt;br /&gt;No One is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Listening, Until You Make a Mistake...&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;out of 5 Voices, in My Head...says, "GO FOR IT"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;If You Can't Feed 'em....Don't Breed 'em...&lt;br /&gt;Depression, Is Anger, Without the Enthusiasm...&lt;br /&gt;Few Women - Admit Their Age, Fewer Men - Act It...&lt;br /&gt;Don't Sweat "Petty Things" &amp;amp; Don't&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Pet "Sweaty Things"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Gun Control Means - Use 2 Hands...&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is in, The Eyes, of A Beer Holder...&lt;br /&gt;24 hrs in A Day...24 Beers in A Case..."Coincidence ?"&lt;br /&gt;A Bartender, is just like, A Pharmacist, With a Limited Inventory... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Early Bird "Gets the Worm" But, the 2nd Mouse "Gets the Cheese"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112370107425170458?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='True Or False'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112370107425170458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112370107425170458&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112370107425170458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112370107425170458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/true-or-false.html' title='True Or False'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112349255515452820</id><published>2005-08-08T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T01:39:54.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want To Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wouldn't You Want&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A Family Member /Or A Friend&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Take&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; The Time And Tell You &lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;You Sat Down or Leaned On, Something &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;That&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; You have a Stain&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; on the back&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; of Your&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Or &lt;strong&gt;Maybe ?&lt;/strong&gt; There Is,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Some Chewing Gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; that is,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;In Your Hair &lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You-Might&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just-Care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To Explain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What I'm Trying&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; To Say&lt;strong&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Ate&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Some&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Steamed Broccoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Several Hours...Passed By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I Went About My Merry Way&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Without, Ever Looking Into...A Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some People&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Looked at Me&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Strangely&lt;strong&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Chose&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; To Keep Quiet&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Some Seemed, To Be...Laughing At Me &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But, I Didn't&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; Know Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Normally&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;I Wouldn't Care...&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I DO CARE&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;DAMNIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Like-If&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Broccoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;Is-Between...My-Teeth&lt;strong&gt; ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm In, The Public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I'm Not...&lt;strong&gt;AWARE of It &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHIT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right Before Bedtime:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Passed by, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A Mirror&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I Stopped, and Took A Good Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I Said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do I Have&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Broccoli&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stuck&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between My Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How Could, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;NO ONE&lt;/span&gt;...Not&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Tell Me&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For The Record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;.....I-Want-To-Be-Told !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Matter, If It's, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Brocolli&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;on my Teeth.&lt;br /&gt;A Stain On My Clothes Or&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Booger, On My Nose &lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I Want To Know&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, Please Tell Me&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immediately &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Much Rather Be, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embaressed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; by One,&lt;br /&gt;Then to be, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Embaressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;By Everyone &lt;strong&gt;!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, The Next Time, You Ask Yourself &lt;strong&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I Say Anything Or Just Keep Quiet &lt;strong&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Hope You Decide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;To Take A&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; Discreetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Tell Your Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Or Take Them Over, To A Mirror&lt;strong&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ask Them, To Take A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112349255515452820?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='I Want To Know'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112349255515452820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112349255515452820&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112349255515452820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112349255515452820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-to-know.html' title='I Want To Know'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112336801544120084</id><published>2005-08-06T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T11:16:57.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Sleeping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WHAT DO DREAMS REALLY MEAN ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Old Wives Tales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dreams and Their Meanings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Dreams, On The List Below...Are Odd And Other Are Interesting...&lt;br /&gt;Do You Know, of Anymore? Old Wives Tales, Pertaining to Dreams and Their Meanings? That I May Have Forgotten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lets &lt;/span&gt;Start Off, With My Favorite Dream... "Angels"...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ANGELS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;A Favorable Dream, Forecasting Success, Protection, Happiness and Rewarding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BALLOONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Seeing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Balloons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, in your Dream...Indicates Hope, on Any and All Fronts&lt;em&gt;; &lt;/em&gt;Business and/or Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TEA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream, that you are&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Thirsty, for &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...means that you will be, Surprised with...Un-Invited Guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HONEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream of, Eating &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... foretells, that You Will Attain..."Wealth and Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAIR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dreaming about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, means that you are, Careless in your, &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;Personal Affairs&lt;em&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;YARN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yarn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...foretells, you will, Soon&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;become,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Wife of a Wealthy Man&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;JAIL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream, that you are, in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...signifies, your feelings of, "Confinement and Suffocation&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;RUNNING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If You Dream of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...It's A Sign, of A Big &lt;strong&gt;Change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;in Your Life to Come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;BIRTH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you Dream of D&lt;em&gt;eath&lt;/em&gt;, it's a&lt;strong&gt; Sign&lt;/strong&gt; of a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;B&lt;em&gt;irth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....If you Dream of &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;B&lt;em&gt;irth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's a&lt;strong&gt; Sign&lt;/strong&gt; of D&lt;em&gt;eath&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;AN OWL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Owl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... foretells... a Narrow Escape, from a Horrific illness or death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A CROW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, in your dream, means Disappointment in Everything&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt; "Grief and Misfortune".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;DOGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream about A &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, indicates Great Gain and having Constant Friends...To Hear the Sound of &lt;strong&gt;"Barking"&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Dogs&lt;/strong&gt;...foretells,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;News of a Depressing Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;CATS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dreaming of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....Is Generally....&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"An Unfortunate Omen"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; It shows treachery...as well as (A Run-of Bad LUCK )&lt;strong&gt;! ...&lt;/strong&gt;Dreaming of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cats&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Attacking You" - Represent &lt;strong&gt;Enemies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SNAKES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To See, A Lone &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snake&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and feel Threatened by it...shows that you have, An Enemy, that is working, Against&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SPIDERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spiders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Except&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Tarantulas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, are &lt;strong&gt;Good Luck&lt;/strong&gt; Omens...The&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Larger the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spider&lt;/span&gt;, the Bigger the Rewards....If you &lt;em&gt;See&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, climbing the wall, you will have, your &lt;strong&gt;Biggest Wish&lt;/strong&gt;, Come TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;RACCOON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;To Dream &lt;/em&gt;of A&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Raccoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, It Warns you, to be on your &lt;strong&gt;Guard&lt;/strong&gt;.!. To be&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Chased, in your Dream, by A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Raccoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...shows that a person, you thought, was a Friend, has turned on You, and now works, behind your back, for your &lt;strong&gt;Downfall&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FALLING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...indicates a Loss of "emotional equilibrium or self-control"...It may represent, a Fear, of Failure or an Inability, to Cope with any, Situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;DRIVING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you dream that, You&lt;em&gt; are &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;a &lt;/em&gt;Vehicl&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;, it's a sign, that you should be Careful ! To Take-No Chances, with your Money, such as the Lottery Or Gambling, in the &lt;strong&gt;Next Few Weeks&lt;/strong&gt;... If Someone Else is doing the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;riving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, you will find yourself... in &lt;strong&gt;Luck&lt;/strong&gt;, Money Wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;LIGHTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Shining Out of the Dark, or a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flashlight Beam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, shows that you will, finally find The Truth, in a Situation or the Answer...to a Personal Problem, that you have been, Searching For.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;OCEAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If you Dream about the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, you are Standing on Shore, Watching the Waves Foam Up, as they break - over the Beach...foretells, that Someone will experience&lt;em&gt;,..&lt;/em&gt; A Narrow Escape,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;from An Accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WATER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dreaming of Clear &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is a Sign, of Good Luck and Prosperity...A dream of Muddy &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;foretells, sadness and/or sorrow, through hearing, of an illness or death of someone, you know, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MAGIC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To Dream of being, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mystified&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and/or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amused,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by A Magician/&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...foretells, An Exciting Reunion, with a long-lost&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Friend or the rekindling, of a past Love Affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112336801544120084?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Dreamin&apos;...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112336801544120084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112336801544120084&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112336801544120084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112336801544120084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/dreamin.html' title='Dreamin&apos;...'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112318631454509485</id><published>2005-08-04T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:12:15.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What The Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/butt%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/butt%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When You Look, At The Photo, Above ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What Did You, First Think Of &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What Did You See &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Or&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Whom Did You See &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pretty Damn Freaky&lt;strong&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;If You Ask Me&lt;strong&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;LOL&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112318631454509485?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='What The Hell'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112318631454509485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112318631454509485&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112318631454509485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112318631454509485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-hell.html' title='What The Hell'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112313114411765670</id><published>2005-08-03T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:12:14.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>R-U-A-Redneck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/HiTechCell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/HiTechCell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;You know you're a redneck when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You take your Dog, for a walk &amp; you Both, use the same Tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your working TV, sits on top, of your non-working TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have used, a Toilet Brush, as a Back Scratcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have A Rag, for A Gas Cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You burn your Yard, rather than Mow it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You keep a can of Raid, on the Kitchen Table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You took a Fishing Pole, to "Sea World".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Salvation Army, Declines', Your Mattress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think Fast Food is, hitting a Deer, at 65 m.p.h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think a Quarter Horse, is that Ride, in front of K-Mart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think A Hot Tub is, stolen Indoor Plumbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You can Spit, without opening, your Mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your Wife, can climb a Tree, faster than your Cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your Grandmomma, has "ammo", on her Christmas List.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have hit on Somebody, in a VD clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think a Subdivision is, part of a, Math Problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;17.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have used, your Ironing Board, as a Buffet Table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The biggest City, you've ever been to, is "Walmart".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have the local Taxidermist, on speed dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;20.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You missed, 5th Grade Graduation, because you had, Jury Duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;21.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You come back, from the Dump, with more than, you took. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;22.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You've been Involved, in a Custody Fight, over a Hunting Dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;23.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your Property, has been mistaken, for a Recycling Center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;24.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You think the "Nutcracker" is, something you did, off the high dive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;25.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You offer to give someone, the shirt off your back &amp;amp; they don't want it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your neighbors think, you're A Detective, because a Cop, always brings, you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;27.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A Tornado, hits your neighborhood and does $100,000 worth,of&lt;em&gt; Improvement&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;28.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You have a Complete Set, of Salad Bowls and they all say "Cool Whip" on the side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;29.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You consider, your "License Plate" personalized, because your Father, made it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;30.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Your entire Family, sat around waiting, for a call from the Governor, to spare a loved one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112313114411765670?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='R-U-A-Redneck'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112313114411765670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112313114411765670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112313114411765670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112313114411765670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/r-u-redneck.html' title='R-U-A-Redneck'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112305648763408416</id><published>2005-08-02T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T01:37:49.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wal-Mart Shoppers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/walmart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/walmart3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;THINGS TO DO AT WAL-MART WHILE YOUR FRIENDS/FAMILY TAKE THEIR OWN SWEET TIME :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Get boxes of condoms and randomly put them...in peoples' carts, when they, aren't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Set All the Alarm Clocks to go off...at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;-minute intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Make a trail of Orange Juice, on the floor, to the Rest Rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone, "I think we have a &lt;strong&gt;Code 3&lt;/strong&gt; in House Wares," and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Put some M &amp;amp; M's....on Lay Away...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Move "CAUTION WET FLOOR" Signs, to carpet areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Set up a tent, in the camping department, tell others, you'll only invite them in... if they bring pillows, from the bedding department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; When someone asks if they can help you...begin to cry and ask, "Why won't You People, leave me alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Look right into the Security Camera...and use it, as a Mirror...while you pick your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Dart around suspiciously, while humming the Theme, from 'Mission Impossible'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; While handling Guns in the Hunting Department...ask the clerk, If he knows ,where the anti-depressants, are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; Hide in the clothing rack and when people Browse through, whisper "PICK ME! PICK ME !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When an announcement comes over the loud speaker,&lt;br /&gt;Assume the Vetal Postion and Scream...&lt;br /&gt;"NO! NO! It's those voices again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Go to the fitting room and Yell real loud.."HEY, we're out of, toilet paper, in here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112305648763408416?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Wal-Mart Shoppers!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112305648763408416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112305648763408416&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112305648763408416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112305648763408416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/wal-mart-shoppers.html' title='Wal-Mart Shoppers!'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112294214107725372</id><published>2005-08-01T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:31:48.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Timbucktu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/puptent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/puptent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;"National Poetry Contest"....&lt;/strong&gt;had come down to...Two Semifinalists...&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;"Yale Graduate"&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;"A Redneck from Wyoming"&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;They were given... &lt;em&gt;A Word&lt;/em&gt; and then, allowed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; minutes, to study...&lt;em&gt;The Word&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Then come up, with a Poem, that contained, &lt;em&gt;That Word&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; they were given, was &lt;strong&gt;"TIMBUKTU"&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to Recite his Poem, was the &lt;strong&gt;Yale Graduate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stepped to the Microphone &amp; Recited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly across the Desert Sand,&lt;br /&gt;Trekked A Lonely Caravan.&lt;br /&gt;Men on Camels, Two by Two...&lt;br /&gt;Destination: &lt;strong&gt;Timbuktu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;The Redneck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;it was time, for Him...&lt;br /&gt;He stepped to the Microphone &amp;amp; Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tim....A Huntin' , We Went,&lt;br /&gt;Met Three Whores, in A Pop-Up Tent.&lt;br /&gt;They Was Three, and We was Two...&lt;br /&gt;So I Bucked One... and &lt;strong&gt;Tim-buk-tu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112294214107725372?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Timbucktu'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112294214107725372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112294214107725372&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112294214107725372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112294214107725372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/08/timbucktu.html' title='Timbucktu'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112283592642210404</id><published>2005-07-31T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T23:22:55.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/islands1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/islands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last &lt;strong&gt;2 &lt;/strong&gt;Days,...Have been, &lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;New&lt;/em&gt; Experience, for me..&lt;br /&gt;I normally, get pissed off, when I'm home, on a weekend...I miss my regular Shows, Like Fox News &amp; The Soaps...etc.&lt;br /&gt;But, There has been this "Reality Marathon TV Show", on all weekend.."For Satellite Tv Customers, it's Channel &lt;strong&gt;250&lt;/strong&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;One of my sons, was over yesterday, watching this Channel...I found myself, So involved, in watching this &lt;strong&gt;"Temptation Island Episode #3"&lt;/strong&gt;-..To the End...&lt;em&gt;Finally&lt;/em&gt;, it went off at Midnite-Sat/Sun.am. and &lt;strong&gt;So-Did-I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;I even dreamed, about these people.. I had "O.D."on... watching...All Day Long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;couples&lt;/strong&gt; expose, their self, to Other Studs &amp;amp; Hotties..for &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; weeks, On Paradise Island(s).&lt;br /&gt;They go to seperate Islands, APART, then-their partners do...While &lt;strong&gt;50 Hot Single&lt;/strong&gt; Men &amp; Women, Flirt- Lie &amp;amp; More, to make them, forget their Partners Name, Rank &amp;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cereal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Number...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Then, The Producer's using a Laptop, show the other Partners, what their Partners, are doing over there, Every other day..(Have I lost you yet?) It's a Crazy! Funny! Erotic! Action Packed! &amp;amp; Full of Drama! Oh Well, some times, if you might be home, on a weekend..With nothing else on the TV to watch...Check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its Noon Sunday..I wake up, to find myself, watching the same channel...Wow - Now it's..A Show called &lt;strong&gt;"5th Wheel"&lt;/strong&gt;...These two shows have made Me Very Aware..There is no Limits, what some people, will do, to be on TV &amp; Act a Fool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'd be doing, some bitch slapping, to most all these Girls, that have Perfect Purchased Bodies &amp;amp; No Brain Cells..&lt;br /&gt;This goes the same, for some of these Weirdo Guys &amp;amp; Gals on &lt;strong&gt;"5th Wheel Show"&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;Before I close, My Post, for today..There is &lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt; more show, I seen..This a.m. Same Channel..It's called &lt;strong&gt;"EXTREME DATING"&lt;/strong&gt;...OMG! It is, As Wild, as the other, Two..LOL..&lt;br /&gt;I must like-what I'm watching?..No One's Making Me...It's something different, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;I just realized...&lt;strong&gt;DUH! &lt;/strong&gt;I'm watching, the Rerun, from yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Time to change the channel, for me...&lt;br /&gt;So, tune in, if you Dare or Care to..(smiling)..Try it? You May Like It? Or Not?&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, this Channel is New-to &lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;.. But, It might Not? Be New for &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have A Wonderful Sunday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112283592642210404?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Reality TV'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112283592642210404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112283592642210404&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112283592642210404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112283592642210404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/reality-tv.html' title='Reality TV'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112275691718635296</id><published>2005-07-30T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T15:38:09.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dozen Ideas To Do For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Elephants2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Elephants2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;When Leaving The&lt;strong&gt; Zoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Start Running-Towards The Parking Lot, Yelling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Run For Your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lives!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;...They're Loose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Put Decaf&lt;/em&gt; - In The &lt;em&gt;Coffee Maker&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; Weeks&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;Once &lt;strong&gt;"Everyone"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Has Gotten Over,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Their&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Caffine Addictions...Then Switch To&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espresso!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;At Lunch Time,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sit In Your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Parked Car&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Wear Sunglasses &amp; Point A Hair Dryer...At Passing&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cars...See If..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They Slow Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Or &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throw Shit Out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;In The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Memo Field&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Of All Your Checks&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write--&gt;For "Sexual FAVORS" ..LOL..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;When The Money, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comes Out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of The&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ATM - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Scream" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Won! I Won!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Make Sure,To&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Specify,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That Your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Drive - Through - Order" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is &lt;strong&gt;TO GO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Put&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mosquito - Netting"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Work Area &amp;amp; Make&lt;strong&gt; Tropical Sounds...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five Days - &lt;/strong&gt;In Advance&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;Tell Your Friends&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;You Can't Attend &lt;strong&gt;Their Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Page&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Yourself At Work - Over The Intercom....&lt;strong&gt;"Don't Disguise Your Voice"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont Use Any Punctuation When Writing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sing Along&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;At The Opera&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Lip-Syncing&lt;/strong&gt;...LOL...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Tell Your Children&lt;/em&gt; Ov&lt;em&gt;er Dinner... Due To,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Economy&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; We Are Going To Have To,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Of You Kids Go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112275691718635296?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='A Dozen Ideas To Do For Fun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112275691718635296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112275691718635296&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112275691718635296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112275691718635296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/dozen-ideas-to-do-for-fun.html' title='A Dozen Ideas To Do For Fun'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112270574570010017</id><published>2005-07-29T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:36:16.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awh Shit !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/ShitOnCar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/200/ShitOnCar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Word "Shit" may just be, the most used word, in Any Language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can be shit faced, shit out of luck, or have shit for brains..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;With a little effort, you can get your shit together, find a place for your shit or decide to shit or get off the pot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can sell shit, buy shit, smoke shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit and die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Some people know their shit while others can't tell the difference between shit and shineola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;There are lucky shits, dumb shits, crazy shits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;There is bull shit, horse shit and chicken shit's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, shoot shit, or duck when shit hits the fan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can Dish out shit or serve shit on a shingle. You can find yourself in deep shit or be happier than a pig in shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, and some days are just plain shitty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times when you feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Some people actually think..their shit don't stink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You can carry a mountain of shit or find yourself up a shit creek without a paddle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you swim in a lake of shit and come out smelling like a rose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Once you know your shit, you don't need to know anything else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112270574570010017?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' title='Awh Shit !'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112270574570010017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112270574570010017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112270574570010017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112270574570010017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/awh-shit.html' title='Awh Shit !'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112262108249916299</id><published>2005-07-28T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:32:37.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/NewfieHandCell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/NewfieHandCell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I have a friend that can't Function, wh out, her Cell Phone..&lt;br /&gt;She's not the only one, out there, that has to have,&lt;br /&gt;their, &lt;strong&gt;Cell in Hand&lt;/strong&gt;...No matter if, they're Home Or Gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month at the Dr.'s Office I was trying to read a Book.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in a Dr. Office isn't Fun &amp; Usually a Long Wait.&lt;br /&gt;This one lady, talked about her date, the night before, to three&lt;br /&gt;people..She was getting on my nerves, because she was so loud..&lt;br /&gt;The Loud Voice really wasn't As annoying, as her &lt;strong&gt;Wild Child&lt;/strong&gt;, that was&lt;br /&gt;Even Louder..She repeated, the same story over &amp;amp; over, wh all three parties.&lt;br /&gt;But, the funny thing was, She changed the version, of the story, with each person..&lt;br /&gt;She had to know, Myself &amp; Others, could hear her conversations &lt;strong&gt;"Loud &amp;amp; Clear".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, she kept on &lt;strong&gt;Talking&lt;/strong&gt;...Or should I say, &lt;strong&gt;Lying&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; didn't seem to Care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the Drivers that can Talk &amp;amp;amp; Drive &amp; Eat &amp;amp; Apply Makeup,&lt;br /&gt;While changing their Radio stations &amp; never miss a Beat...&lt;br /&gt;Do these people practice? To be so good at Multi-Tasking...&lt;br /&gt;I have problems reading the ID, when My Cell Rings..&lt;br /&gt;My Cell is pre-set, for pushing someones name &lt;strong&gt;(1 little button)!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving, I have problems wh that..And If Your Name isn't stored&lt;br /&gt;On my Cell, "&lt;strong&gt;Forget - About - It&lt;/strong&gt;"..I want be calling you, for sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a small Boutique, the other day &amp;amp; A Cell phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone Stopped in their tracks, to check &amp;amp; see if it was theirs.&lt;br /&gt;I kept on shopping, as I thought to myself...&lt;br /&gt;Someone-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pleaseeee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... answer that Annoying Sound...The ringing finally stopped.&lt;br /&gt;You know, when that reminder Ring Alerts you? That you have a message..&lt;br /&gt;Well, that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ring-Ring-Ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...started Alerting...Everyone in the Store.&lt;br /&gt;I told the Sales Lady, at the Counter...&lt;br /&gt;I wish Whoever It Was? Would turn that Damn Phone Off..&lt;br /&gt;Guess What??(blushing)... The Lady said in a soft voice, to Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweetie&lt;/em&gt;, it sounds like, it might be, &lt;em&gt;your purse ringing&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Shit! She Was Right! It Was MY F**king Cell...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Well...What the Hell..&lt;strong&gt;Shit Happens&lt;/strong&gt;...LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112262108249916299?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112262108249916299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112262108249916299&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112262108249916299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112262108249916299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/shit-happens_28.html' title='Shit Happens'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112252529347896685</id><published>2005-07-27T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:04:49.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic Attacks Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/Bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/Bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;They are several kinds of Mental Illness'...&lt;br /&gt;Each Type is Severe &amp; Serious...In severe cases...&lt;br /&gt;Meds &amp;amp; Machines become, your new best friends &amp; family...&lt;br /&gt;Your Thinking &amp;amp; functioning has been stripped away...&lt;br /&gt;Induced by a Head or Physical Trauma or Unexplainable Defect.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there ones, who dump, their meds &amp; the machines...&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel half Normal... Sadly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not IF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? they relapse? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's When&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a relapse in severe cases, is going to happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Then you have your mental illness', that has been created, by you..&lt;br /&gt;These patients try to medicate themselves or drink away the diesease..&lt;br /&gt;These People say - "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doctors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Not Nuts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;Finally the attacks frightened you, to the point, You give in &amp;amp; go to ER&lt;br /&gt;With Heart Attack Symptoms...Hyperventaling, Nausea,&lt;br /&gt;Numbness, mainly in fingers &amp; lips, Dizziness, Ringing In the Ears-ETC...&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear, the Dr. tell You, that there's nothing, wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mental illness is none as "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Panic Disorder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;The Worse Fear of A Panic Disorder Person(s) is simply..&lt;br /&gt;They are Petrified, that an attack, will re-occur at anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Some People, even become Reclusive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, talking or laughing wh friends, you get this woozy feeling,&lt;br /&gt;then you take a deep breath &amp;amp; try to shake it off..You're fine on the outside,&lt;br /&gt;but, your insides, are running the &lt;strong&gt;Show&lt;/strong&gt;..Damn, You forget what you were saying?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling embaressment, making a mistake can trigger, another skip, of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Some People have control, over stopping a panic attack,Right Then.&lt;br /&gt;But, the beginners start to sweat, have problems swallowing, catching their breath,&lt;br /&gt;While this is happening, You're thinking, you're going Crazy or having a Heart Attack,&lt;br /&gt;And Everyone is watching You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres Hope, for Anyone willing to try these simple methods, that has Saved Many&lt;br /&gt;from embarressing moments, to seeing your Life Flash By. Until finding yourself,&lt;br /&gt;dropping to your knees, thanking God, the mental storm, has passed..&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the endless apology to the person(s)/ witnessing, your strange behavior..&lt;br /&gt;Never Apologize, for experiencing, such a Horrorfic Event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It is &amp; can be VERY Scary..But, I Promise..It will Pass.&lt;br /&gt;Spells may last, anywhere from a minute to thirty minutes..&lt;br /&gt;Worse thing will happen, you might pass out from Hyperventalating.&lt;br /&gt;Always have handy, a small brown paper bag...Place opening over your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;inhale &amp;amp; exhale for a min. or so &amp; your breathing will slow down &amp;amp; easier to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If You're one of the few, that are aware, the signs are starting?You can beat it!&lt;br /&gt;When a Panic Attack starts messing wh you...It's up to you to Stop &amp;&lt;br /&gt;calm yourself &amp;amp; hopefully you have someone wh you. .&lt;br /&gt;Someone that is familar wh: &lt;em&gt;what You need&lt;/em&gt; &amp; what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You don't need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I Promise You, "You Are Not Going Crazy Or Dying"...&lt;br /&gt;It's those unconsious worries, you hold inside, that gets the better of You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope this helps, at least 1 person, out there..&lt;br /&gt;Because, there is medication &amp;amp; therapy to treat this type of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Self Induced-Mental Illness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..Then Eventually, No medication is needed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;God Bless &amp;amp; Good Luck To You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112252529347896685?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112252529347896685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112252529347896685&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112252529347896685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112252529347896685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/panic-attacks-tips.html' title='Panic Attacks Tips'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14855068.post-112244882110497942</id><published>2005-07-26T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T01:27:34.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/1600/horses3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1045/1358/320/horses3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born a Middle Child...The middle child syndrome, Only applies, if Siblings are All, the same sex..As I've grown up. Certain things, from the past, have stuck in my Mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad or Mom would always say to me...She's Older Thats Why? Or She's the Baby...That's Why? Has Anyone, out there...Ever heard? She's the "Middle One"...That's Why? IF SO? Let Me Know..(smiling)..Thank You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hand-me downs to second choices..From hearing...When you're older, Maybe, We'll see? Or You're Too old, for that...Don't be Silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an older sister &amp; a younger sister, has its cheers and jeers...Sometimes being the "middle one" can bring me, to tears...Not only Family, but friends...can do the same thing, to Me. Being put in the middle (without a choice)..Can be a Pain in the ASS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I find that differs, from Family &amp;amp; Friends is that...I always make up, with My Family...But, as Far as Friends can be...When they start pulling Me, in the middle, of their Bull Shit Drama..Rhutt Rhoa! Ooooops! Big Mistake! Save Your Drama for YOUR-OWN-MOMMA !&lt;br /&gt;Because, this girlfriend is Out of Here...hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: I have to be honest...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Blessed to have 2- Beautiful Sisters /2-Best Friends...(smiling)...&lt;br /&gt;They both know, I'm just Giving them, a hard time, in my Blog, above...&lt;br /&gt;Because, Now as Adults Sisters...We Share &amp; Show Are LOVE - ALWAYZ ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14855068-112244882110497942?l=alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/feeds/112244882110497942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14855068&amp;postID=112244882110497942&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112244882110497942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14855068/posts/default/112244882110497942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwayzinmiddle.blogspot.com/2005/07/middle-one.html' title='The Middle One'/><author><name>Alwayz In The Middle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10564866208096998706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
