<?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-20150137</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:31:20.438-08:00</updated><category term='puppy'/><category term='Wrath'/><category term='burritos'/><category term='weather'/><category term='tithe gym'/><category term='people'/><category term='ND'/><category term='Radiohead'/><category term='stress'/><category term='food family'/><category term='drivers'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='communication'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='geriatrics'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='car failure'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Random nothings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-6469016832829142622</id><published>2008-12-19T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:17:46.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in Wiscansin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAmxIL5-cts/SUtYM5av3VI/AAAAAAAADj8/RfxKvzAYhOQ/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAmxIL5-cts/SUtYM5av3VI/AAAAAAAADj8/RfxKvzAYhOQ/s320/IMG_0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281411966616722770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really like the snow and i came to the right place it has been snowing beautifully for the past two weeks, now to find a hill for sledding and enough people to fill all my sleds. Some of the kids have been snowboarding on this little hill and i got some cute pictures of them on my flickr page. Here is one of Lincoln.( above) He really likes the shoveling of snow and it being thrown in his face. I dont know why but he enjoys this. now i need to get more gloves, hats, and scarves, so i have variety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-6469016832829142622?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/6469016832829142622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=6469016832829142622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/6469016832829142622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/6469016832829142622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/12/somewhere-in-wiscansin.html' title='Somewhere in Wiscansin'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rAmxIL5-cts/SUtYM5av3VI/AAAAAAAADj8/RfxKvzAYhOQ/s72-c/IMG_0984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-7309431517911975389</id><published>2008-11-24T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:24:44.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow= Happiness</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard anyone say, "Hey stop throwing that snowball, its too loud!".&lt;br /&gt;It snowed last night at WA and I was one of the first people to see it. I love the first snowfall. The sound of snow falling, everything covered in white, standing up to look at the sky getting a taste of the snow, somehow outside its warm yet covered in snow. I love it all. Even shoveling snow. I blew off some steam this morning, throwing snowballs at a particularly frustrating girl's window and she had no clue, it barely made a sound, the only evidence is the snow on the brick and I'm sure that will come off with the sun rising. I had to stop throwing them because its hard to be mad when you're smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Lincoln's first snow also, and he's a snow dog.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-7309431517911975389?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/7309431517911975389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=7309431517911975389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7309431517911975389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7309431517911975389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-happiness.html' title='Snow= Happiness'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-2722371327674930913</id><published>2008-09-09T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T09:17:37.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiscad</title><content type='html'>When its my time to be off, I still hang around. I sometimes feel like a loser because of that. It weird not having any friends close by. How do people meet others? I'm too young to go to bars, I dont go to a college so that would be hard to meet people from UW. I ran over on my minutes on my cell phone for the first time in two years! Myspace and Facebook are nonexistant on campus, heck internet is almost nonexistant. Woe is me.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its a great job. I got to be one of the judges for Fall Picnic. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I think teachers think of those games just so they can see the kids making fools of themselves. One girl keeps asking me if she should go sit by a guy. I always tell her yes. The only guys I know for sure are the Senior ones, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah my Ipod was stolen, what the heck!? Im kinda lost without my music, but its not like I can download new music anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Next post will be more fun, Im sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-2722371327674930913?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/2722371327674930913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=2722371327674930913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2722371327674930913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2722371327674930913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/09/wiscad.html' title='Wiscad'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-3293598640865245951</id><published>2008-07-02T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:17:18.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thievery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My bike was stolen, while I was sleeping on the couch. It was late around midnight and I was reading a magazine half-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hearted-ly&lt;/span&gt; and decided before I was going to ride my bike the 22 blocks home I would take a little snooze. I awoke at 4:30 am confused and somewhat disorientated, all the lights were on in the house and I couldn't find anyone and I couldn't find a clock. I used the restroom, grabbed a cookie, shut off all the lights and walked outside. My bike was no where to be found, then I thought maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; moved it, so I called her, then realizing it was super early and hung up. She called me back and she didn't move the bike. I was pissed and started swearing a lot. I liked that bike, it had an apple sticker my brother put on it, and the gears were stuck on 5, but it took me places. Oh well now I have a bike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; called the Mongoose, its a man's bike, but it will do the job. I'm still super pissed...&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/20150137-3293598640865245951?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/3293598640865245951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=3293598640865245951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/3293598640865245951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/3293598640865245951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/07/thievery.html' title='Thievery'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-72112867212756398</id><published>2008-06-11T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:51:08.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tornadic activity</title><content type='html'>My friend and I were driving back from Omaha and we went through a couple&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&amp;amp;q=tornadic"&gt; tornadic&lt;/a&gt; storms.  The radio announcers  used  the word tornadic  in just about every sentence they used. We were also probably the only people having fun while driving in the storm, it was exciting while we could see the storm moving, but then when we ending up in the middle of the storm with lightening all around us, we turned off the weather forecast, because we could have told them what was going before they told us, and we played a good oldies soundtrack, with the likes of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sugar,_Sugar"&gt;Sugar Sugar&lt;/a&gt;, Daydream Weaver, and Band of Gold; which we sang at the top of our lungs. It was great fun, I just wish I had a camera to take pictures of the awesome storm. The colors in the storm were amazing. Pictures from &lt;a href="http://dmurauskas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt; and My trip to South Dakota for the half marathon are on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mondaywednesday/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; profile, along with engagement photos I took for some friends, and the Lincoln marathon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-72112867212756398?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/72112867212756398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=72112867212756398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/72112867212756398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/72112867212756398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/06/tornadic-activity.html' title='Tornadic activity'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-805412883281394530</id><published>2008-04-11T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T12:09:12.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tithe gym'/><title type='text'>Misgivings</title><content type='html'>I should try to be ambiguous about the story that I am going to tell you, but the confusion would be paramount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend got a free trial at Five Willows gym where I am a member. For 15 days we would work out everyday and the results were good.&lt;br /&gt;Well finances were somewhat tight for this person so after the free trial there would be some time in between being able to work out with them again.&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would be sneaky and clever and anonymously give the money needed, so we could work out together again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the giving of the money went off without a hitch. My handwriting was elusive and I don't think they know that its me. Then I waited for a joyous phone call saying they had the rest of their money and we could work out the next day.&lt;br /&gt;You see going to the gym with them kept me going there regularly, almost fanatically, plus  it made it more interesting. Well I didn't get the phone call, instead it was a blog that said  they got the money but then they found an IOU for tithe for the exact amount.  So instead of using it on what they wanted,  it was used as back payment for  God.&lt;br /&gt;                                                   I find this really funny, here I was trying to do something nice in order to                                         get what I want and instead my act turned out to be somewhat altruistic.&lt;br /&gt;                                         Crazy how God works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to plan B...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-805412883281394530?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/805412883281394530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=805412883281394530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/805412883281394530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/805412883281394530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/04/misgivings.html' title='Misgivings'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-1735071032180819394</id><published>2008-04-04T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:10:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I" anaphora</title><content type='html'>I think its really nice today.&lt;br /&gt;I was out of class by noon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned out my car, so its so fresh and clean.&lt;br /&gt;I have one down side to this fabulous Friday and thats that&lt;br /&gt;I have to take a nap so&lt;br /&gt;I can be awake for work tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-1735071032180819394?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/1735071032180819394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=1735071032180819394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1735071032180819394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1735071032180819394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-anaphora.html' title='&quot;I&quot; anaphora'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-8871397966985374215</id><published>2008-03-05T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T09:18:46.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this blog &lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;. and now its something I check everday to see whats new. The Sartorialist has an amazing eye for the cool and fashionable people who seem to put their outfits together so effortlessly. I personally love the "normal" people, meaning not rich, who shows that fashion doesnt have to be at a high price. I  drive home on L street where many business people are walking about and I see some really great outfits that are still fashionable yet functional and then there are those women walking blocks in stilletos and I came to the realization that one day I want to achieve a fashionable yet functional style. Thinking on that, I have yet to figure out if heels are going to be in that equation. Anyways check out the Sartorialist, both men and women can enjoy it, if not for the fashion, the great photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Way:Project Runway finale is tonight. I think its going to be between Christian and Jillian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-8871397966985374215?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/8871397966985374215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=8871397966985374215' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/8871397966985374215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/8871397966985374215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-came-across-this-blog-sartorialist.html' title=''/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-3725388634784471179</id><published>2007-12-31T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T05:21:24.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>Its a good thing I am not a Studio executive trying to make a deal with the writers guild, b/c i would have folded already dying to find out whats happening next with my favorite shows. Every monday and wednesday i get mad because i remember those are the days that my shows are supposed to be on but are not.  I am one of the reasons the writers are on strike.  I like to watch shows online when it suits me, so i hope they will come to an agreement soon because i miss my shows. that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-3725388634784471179?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/3725388634784471179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=3725388634784471179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/3725388634784471179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/3725388634784471179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/12/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-2787623447021122228</id><published>2007-12-11T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:50:29.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I know I havent blogged in a long time, almost two months, but I've been busy. Since the time of my last blog, I got a job as a CNA at the Ambassador, working nights. I started donating plasma. My brother and I took in a cat, his name is Merle. Pictures are on my Flickr page. My car almost broke down, but i got it fixed in one day, so i was really happy about that. Now its the season for sledding! yay.&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/20150137-2787623447021122228?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/2787623447021122228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=2787623447021122228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2787623447021122228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2787623447021122228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/12/ta-da.html' title='Ta da!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-4396784588866488544</id><published>2007-10-15T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T05:20:59.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><title type='text'>Spilt milk ( my rant)</title><content type='html'>I happened to come across a lot of news coverage, both written and televised about Radiohead; and these are my thoughts. Radiohead put their new cd, In Rainbows, out this week. Nothing new about an artist releasing a cd, yet Radiohead has upset the music industry by releasing their cd on the internet for FREE! Exciting yes, after the first wave of joy the jaded public began questioning their motives. While being generous , Radiohead will take donations for whatever the fans want to shell out. So, ok, that doesn't seem all bad, its unconventional, but I am sure that people can deal with the newness of it all. Now there is a slight uproar that the download quality is less than what we are "used" to, 160 kbps as opposed to 360 kbps. Who cares? I've listened to the two different kbps and really there is no difference other than 360 kpbs being a little bit louder. The only who should care are those who are paying more money than they should for the download. Because really there was no manufacturing cost, so a larger amount of the profits will be going to Radiohead. So stop crying and complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-4396784588866488544?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/4396784588866488544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=4396784588866488544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/4396784588866488544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/4396784588866488544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/10/spilt-milk.html' title='Spilt milk ( my rant)'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-1758555948794992364</id><published>2007-10-06T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:36:19.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The underdog</title><content type='html'>On Friday night  Daniel, Angela, and I went to Regina Spektor at the Sokol Auditorium. The opener was unknown to much of the crowd, but was surprisingly good.  Daniel and I also made up a word during his act: ipodologue. Jack (Only Son), the opener,  didnt bring his band because of the expense so he brought his ipod, and spoke with ipod. It wasnt a monologue, and it wasnt  a dialogue, so it we figured out it was an ipodologue. Regina Spektor was a gracious performer and a very talented musician. To see pictures from the concert I have a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mondaywednesday"&gt;Flickr &lt;/a&gt;account where they, and many other pictures and posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-1758555948794992364?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/1758555948794992364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=1758555948794992364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1758555948794992364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1758555948794992364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/10/underdog.html' title='The underdog'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-1982248526057404325</id><published>2007-08-24T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:54:43.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food family'/><title type='text'>Walker would be proud...</title><content type='html'>so my mom offered to make Denny and me a "kick ass salad", and we held her to it. In the end it was good, i dunno about kick ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all from SD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-1982248526057404325?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/1982248526057404325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=1982248526057404325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1982248526057404325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1982248526057404325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/08/walker-would-be-proud.html' title='Walker would be proud...'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-2702119238707682353</id><published>2007-08-04T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:58:34.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geriatrics'/><title type='text'>Plane Incoming, Firebombs! Take cover!</title><content type='html'>This was said this morning by a resident who said he was "going to call his girlfriend so we needed to be quiet". He picked up the phone and  said, "Plane Incoming, Firebombs! Take cover!", and slammed the phone down. The nurse asked him if he was alright and he said he was fine. Another choice phrase was also said this morning after getting two lady roommates dressed. One lady said, " I was going to tell [her] that I would pay her if she kept her clothes on during the night." The naked lady is quite frustrating and while transporting her I had an overwhelming urge to spit my gum in her hair. I resisted. Yes, good times are had at the nursing home. Like a new aide putting a blind man in front of a tv and telling him to watch it. One man summed it all up by saying, "This is one hell of a job you got". and I would have to agree with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-2702119238707682353?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/2702119238707682353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=2702119238707682353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2702119238707682353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/2702119238707682353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/08/plane-incoming-firebombs-take-cover.html' title='Plane Incoming, Firebombs! Take cover!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-7770158011963555969</id><published>2007-06-24T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:54:18.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell ass and cherries here...</title><content type='html'>who's that lounging in my chair?ok this isnt a new version of the Marcy's Playground song, but it seemed to fit. Unfortunately I do not have the story telling prowess to express to you the hilarity of early this morning,I was nominated to unload a semi of cherries this morning at 1, with a 85 (?) yr old deacon and a rotund, 45 yr old truck driver. The deacon kept on call Marcus the truck driver Marco and had him backing up all over the places and so close to everthing that Marcus couldnt get into the back of the truck, which made him have to walk back to the cab and pull forward, then walk back, probably the most work this guy has done in awhile. So my three boxes to Russell's 1 box made for an interesting night and the fact that the truck smelled like Marco's ass and cherries. It almost burned and even now there is a lingering remainder of the scent, ugg. so 2 hrs later we had 188 boxes unloaded, not very good time, but heck what else do we have to do in the early morning hours? I should've taken a picture or you guys should have been there, in my opinion it was funny. One thing was going for me tonight and that was the free cherries. mmm good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-7770158011963555969?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/7770158011963555969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=7770158011963555969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7770158011963555969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7770158011963555969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-smell-ass-and-cherries-here.html' title='I smell ass and cherries here...'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-8479101559014241724</id><published>2007-06-23T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:32:41.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy cat lady</title><content type='html'>At least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what i felt like driving down the interstate earlier this week on my way home to SD. One of the cats (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Simon&lt;/span&gt;) was on shoulder, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nema&lt;/span&gt; was sleeping on the dash, and Mouse was hanging out in the back window. I can't imagine what that would have looked like, I was a little annoyed with them by the time I got home, thank goodness the trip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; ten hours. Their names have kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;evolved&lt;/span&gt; its now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sima&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nemon&lt;/span&gt;. Mouse is lost, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what happened to him. Well I am a classic case of not knowing a good thing when i have it. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; realize how cool Lincoln is until I came home. The entertainment is pretty sparse around here, and that is an understatement. So i miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-8479101559014241724?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/8479101559014241724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=8479101559014241724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/8479101559014241724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/8479101559014241724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/06/crazy-cat-lady.html' title='Crazy cat lady'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-1626804442229843975</id><published>2007-05-24T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T13:57:09.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ND'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Reality Tv</title><content type='html'>Last night was the finale of American Idol. My friend has DVR so we watched after bowling, I bowled a 143 by the way, my best. Anyways it was a two hour program, it seemed like it was a golden oldie night with smoky brown, Bette Midler, the guitarist for the stones, and musical selections from the Beatles. Oh and all the past idols except Daughtry, but the announcement for the idols was in the last minute and the DVR cuts off the last few minutes, so we wasted all the time to not find out who won! Jordan Sparks won of course, she needs it the most. I was happy. Well tonight im off for the wild brown yonder which is North Dakota, for graduation. It should be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-1626804442229843975?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/1626804442229843975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=1626804442229843975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1626804442229843975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1626804442229843975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/05/reality-tv.html' title='Reality Tv'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-1045655442942550661</id><published>2007-04-19T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:30:53.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car failure'/><title type='text'>The time has come</title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard the question "what are you like during stressful situations?" well i found out a little about myself tonight.  My friends and I were going to the movie Behind Forgotten Eyes @ the Ross, and my car overheated and mainly broke down in the middle of downtown. I forgot my cell phone, the first three towing services  were either out of town or  would take  hours to get there.  People  were honking at the car and lots of people on the sidewalk were standing by us to see what was going on. Then fire trucks came speeding through and of course my car was, not in the middle of the road, but still in the road, so that was a little scary. I was stressed, my brother was nice and helped me find numbers, and my friends were laughing and quite positive about the whole thing, and a policeman was very nice. So I guess I can deal with situations that have stress, but i would not like to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-1045655442942550661?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/1045655442942550661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=1045655442942550661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1045655442942550661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/1045655442942550661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-7395494300846876320</id><published>2007-03-14T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:12:25.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burritos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication'/><title type='text'>Thats a good thing.</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that when dealing with people, it is better to soften your true opinion with at least one positive or nuetral comment, before telling them what you actually think. This not only affects the person's day  it can  help your day become a little more bright in the fact you didnt add to the ruin of that person's day. My momma always said,"If you cant say something nice, dont say anything at all". &lt;br /&gt;So  if you havent guessed from the previous paragraph, I had a crappy day yesterday. For about 7 hours negativity was directed towards me. It definately got to me after a while. Its just a damn burrito!  But, oh well, now that i've blogged about it everything will be fine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-7395494300846876320?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/7395494300846876320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=7395494300846876320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7395494300846876320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7395494300846876320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/03/thats-good-thing.html' title='Thats a good thing.'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-6553968677145718289</id><published>2007-03-08T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:55:18.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drivers'/><title type='text'>Once again Lincoln Drivers.</title><content type='html'>So i know i blogg a lot about Lincoln drivers, but they are absolutely stupid. Tonight, for instance, I was on 27th taking a left turn onto hwy 2, at the green arrow i was making my turn and a suv pulls out on 27th heading south. IT WAS HIS RED LIGHT! I luckily saw him before i ran into him and stopped, then he stopped in my path, before i angrily motioned him to go ahead. It was even a clear night, no snow, rain, or ice.I have been told that Lincoln is in a geographical depression, maybe thats why people who drive here are retarded. Oh and a little off the subject, but when it rains does that mean all traffic rules are null and void? In Lincoln it does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-6553968677145718289?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/6553968677145718289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=6553968677145718289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/6553968677145718289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/6553968677145718289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/03/once-again-lincoln-driver.html' title='Once again Lincoln Drivers.'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-7697130388751880628</id><published>2007-02-19T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:03:54.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>I love this nice weather we are having in nebraska!!! It makes my day a whole lot better. The past two weeks have been crazy, having my parents come and leave their puppy for my brother and me to take care of; the Union Coll. basketball tournament, homework, work, friends, and other things.  This weekend i went to my first hockey game.  It was the Lincoln Stars against Green Bay.  I got two tickets free from a hockey player who comes into Chipotle a lot. The game was good, the stars won, unfortunately there were no fights. Two of my friends who came with me are from Wisconsin and they decided to stand up and cheer loudly  for Green Bay. A man who was in front of us said it perfectly, "well i guess thats one way to get all eyes on you" I was afraid I was going to get beat up being in between them. People are dumb, someone asked us where Green Bay is. Wisconsin Duh. Have you ever heard of the packers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-7697130388751880628?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/7697130388751880628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=7697130388751880628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7697130388751880628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/7697130388751880628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/02/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-116952756349652115</id><published>2007-01-22T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:46:03.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 degrees</title><content type='html'>so im hoping that most of you heard of the television show 6 degrees, or 9, weird shows that connect 6-9 people with everyone. Well in Lincoln, I believe that somehow I am 6 degrees from being connected with all of the potential car accidents. In the past week I have witnessed three close calls with people being hit, like so close that i would have been the first hand witness if it actually happened. Then I saw two cars almost running into other cars or objects. To me this seems quite weird for this to happen all in a weeks time, so weird i had to write about it. Now that i am done with that; dont you love this new snow fall. My friends are pretty awesome and went sledding with me twice in one day, the second time i got really really hurt. But as soon as i feel better i'll be back on the hills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-116952756349652115?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/116952756349652115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=116952756349652115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116952756349652115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116952756349652115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/01/6-degrees.html' title='6 degrees'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-116880658346513573</id><published>2007-01-14T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T12:29:43.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>If you do not blog regularly you need to ask yourself these questions.  Who am i as a person? What meaning does my life hold? and lastly, Which people rely on your blogging for information?  Take this time reading the blog to evaluate yourself and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( of course only the people who blog will read this so my valuable suggestions will go unnoticed, oh well, i dont even blog regularly :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-116880658346513573?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/116880658346513573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=116880658346513573' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116880658346513573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116880658346513573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-116759490712329717</id><published>2006-12-31T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T11:55:07.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is.</title><content type='html'>I have heard that i need to update my blog and a lot has happened since my last blogging.  Since I have been in college and successfully finished my first semster i can reflect on its influence on me. I have read only one book since going to college, which is odd for me because usually i would be on book number 20 by now. I also have no desire to write, anything. Hence my unupdated blog. But the biggest thing that has happend to e since coming to college was my haircut. Sounds shallow but dont make judgement yet. I got my haircut (see picture on myspace) and i paid a lot more than i had wished, but it has paid off for me. For example this last week, I went out to eat three times and i didnt pay once. I went to the bank the week before and I didnt have to open any of the doors at any time other than my car door, when thinking about it, whenever i am out i havent had to open doors. At first I would like to think that all these men are gentlemen and their mothers taught them well, but that is a huge coincidence. Anyways i really hope that this next year will be a lot better than 2006.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-116759490712329717?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/116759490712329717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=116759490712329717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116759490712329717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/116759490712329717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is.'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115908264226209011</id><published>2006-09-24T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:24:02.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences in the East.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thumbs up:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean Metro in D.C.&lt;br /&gt;Nice People helping with directions&lt;br /&gt;Apple Mojitos (wendy you would like them)&lt;br /&gt;Ice machines in the hotel&lt;br /&gt;flying&lt;br /&gt;seeing family&lt;br /&gt;respectfulness at Veitnam Mem.&lt;br /&gt;great cell phone reception&lt;br /&gt;stewardess Lynn telling us how it is&lt;br /&gt;Polish people who can cook some good mexican food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thumbs Down:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet you have to pay for&lt;br /&gt;crazy asian man on the plane&lt;br /&gt;door nazi Gary at the comfort inn.&lt;br /&gt;humungo airports&lt;br /&gt;waiting for hours on end&lt;br /&gt;looooooong drives from D.C.&lt;br /&gt;crazy California drivers&lt;br /&gt;People who can't hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all for now when there is more it will be part duex, or dos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115908264226209011?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115908264226209011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115908264226209011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115908264226209011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115908264226209011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/09/experiences-in-east.html' title='Experiences in the East.'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-115828034079689199</id><published>2006-09-14T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:32:20.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why?</title><content type='html'>How could Project Runway send away the one person who was nice, funny, and the most interesting and leave Uli.  You always know what Uli is going to make, her last outfit looked like the outfit she was wearing.  Standing beside each other they could've been twins. Kayne is always fun and interesting.  I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost outraged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115828034079689199?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115828034079689199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115828034079689199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115828034079689199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115828034079689199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh why?'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-115744249895444660</id><published>2006-09-05T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:48:18.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justice?</title><content type='html'>Looking at pictures on the internet, I came across a picture of Boy George doing community service.  To deserve his community service he called in a burglery  that was fake and the cop who responded to the call found cocaine instead.  His punishment FIVE Days of community service. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Isnt justice wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/21/people.boy.george.ap/"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/21/people.boy.george.ap/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115744249895444660?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115744249895444660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115744249895444660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115744249895444660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115744249895444660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/09/justice.html' title='Justice?'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-115714297197974546</id><published>2006-09-01T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:36:11.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect from his pears.</title><content type='html'>that is part of a sentence from a paper in college writing.  If this week had a title it would be Oversharing.  A girl in class obviously wasnt thinking when she put on lotion in a tiny, closet like room filled with people. Another instance would be a guy driving, blaring his old fogey music with all the windows rolled down. Or Daniel's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115714297197974546?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115714297197974546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115714297197974546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115714297197974546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115714297197974546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/09/respect-from-his-pears.html' title='Respect from his pears.'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115682669699899322</id><published>2006-08-28T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:45:18.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Runway</title><content type='html'>I love the the show, but is it just me or does Laura have a huge head? Its kind of like a pumpkin. Dont get me wrong I like Laura even though she does the same basic design over and over. But someone must have noticed the size of her head by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Toffe Nut Latte at Starbucks is a winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115682669699899322?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115682669699899322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115682669699899322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115682669699899322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115682669699899322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/08/project-runway.html' title='Project Runway'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115578423144277600</id><published>2006-08-16T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:10:31.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found 56th</title><content type='html'>This will be my first week in Lincoln and driving around has been a little intense.  There is one particular street people talk about and that is 56th street.  I have never been there and lie to my friends when they give me directions telling me to go on 56th.  I try to slyly ask how to get there but they always catch me and say oh just go down to 56.  I was frustrated.  Well finally i found this elusive street.  Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115578423144277600?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115578423144277600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115578423144277600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115578423144277600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115578423144277600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-found-56th.html' title='I&apos;ve found 56th'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115407626766319764</id><published>2006-07-28T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:44:27.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ridin' with 4 or 5 black men</title><content type='html'>While shopping in Souix Falls the other day i stopped by an ATM to get cash.  I was struggling because i am still not used to my check card well i finally got the card turned the right way and stood back to wait for my money when a black guy said to me,"you like my grill?" I looked and here he was blinding me with his smile of diamonds.  My reply,"oh yeah wow cool"  ( I had been up for more the 24 hours at that point)  I got my money and walked away. He left with his gangsta' friends in an escalade.  My friend said it was because i had corn rows in my hair and i was a white girl.  oh well it was a first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115407626766319764?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115407626766319764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115407626766319764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115407626766319764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115407626766319764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/07/ridin-with-4-or-5-black-men.html' title='ridin&apos; with 4 or 5 black men'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115283509954703925</id><published>2006-07-13T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:58:19.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Donkey and Love and Passion</title><content type='html'>What do all these things have in common you ask. Well, it was an ordinary day at Herbergers when I loked behind me and a donkey was following me.  A little suprised I asked what the donkey was doing and its friend said,"Selling CD's".  I stopped them and asked what kind and then made the guy sing for me just to get an idea of what he was selling.  His CD is titled Love andPassion.  He's from Aberdeen SD, not that South Dakotans dont have love and passion but he's twenty what does he know about it to make a whole cd?  The CD is pretty good well not bad for five dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the Way:  I beat my brother at bean bags 26 to 20.  First time in 12 years!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115283509954703925?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115283509954703925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115283509954703925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115283509954703925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115283509954703925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/07/donkey-and-love-and-passion.html' title='The Donkey and Love and Passion'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-115086919462694078</id><published>2006-06-20T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:53:14.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the years</title><content type='html'>Today i caught a glimpse of what drug dealers would look and sound like when they get older.  Instead of passing the joint, they pass the boost Diabetic. &lt;br /&gt;One of the residents at Beverly said,"I passed her the boost diabetic but she wouldnt take it."&lt;br /&gt;See there is peer pressure even when your old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pass the boost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115086919462694078?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115086919462694078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115086919462694078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115086919462694078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115086919462694078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/06/over-years.html' title='Over the years'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-115031960749874828</id><published>2006-06-14T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:13:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People!</title><content type='html'>I had a conversation today without hearing more than two words together.  Amazing how people just want to talk and not even realize that the person you are talking to replies with "yeahs, oh, great, and huh" has no clue what your talking about.  The music was too loud to converse but i still carried on and completed the "conversation" the only dangerous part is taking that shot in the dark to say more than huhs and yeahs.  Anyways just a thought&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone want a queen size bed or a big couch that also folds out into a bed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-115031960749874828?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/115031960749874828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=115031960749874828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115031960749874828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/115031960749874828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/06/people.html' title='People!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-114948390905689295</id><published>2006-06-04T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:05:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is done</title><content type='html'>So I am still alive after 13.1 miles of walking.  I did the time in 3:40:01, pretty good for not really training and having new shoes that were never actually broke in.  The day started at 4:00 AM and we got to Deadwood at 6:00, watching the last bus leave because my Aunt,"I am not getting on a bus at 5:30 in the morning just to stand around." Frantically my mom looked for where to go and start at, we headed out of town with Denny yelling that we can't read. Then we had to go back picked up Marlys and Ron and another young guy who missed the bus and left. I was laughing the whole time.  I found a buddy  to walk with, he knew my cousin and was kind of like me, he didn't train.  But the whole group is alive and well they would be kicking if they could actually lift their feet high enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finisher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114948390905689295?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114948390905689295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114948390905689295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114948390905689295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114948390905689295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-is-done.html' title='It is done'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-114861824896558289</id><published>2006-05-25T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:37:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walker Texas Ranger</title><content type='html'>Walker can do everything! I was watching a show while at work and he is amazing, he rode the bull "Twister" for the 8 seconds, saved the girl with his amazing round house kicks, then went back to win the rodeo by riding another bull.  How cool is that.  If you read my brother's, Daniel, blog you would know i won the caring hearts award from the NAD during graduation, here the fun part.  I didnt know what it was till after i sat down with the award and read it.  All i heard was my name, so i got up then i worried about walking in my new shoes.  Graduation weekend was a blur, we lost my grandpa three times.  Now im back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114861824896558289?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114861824896558289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114861824896558289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114861824896558289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114861824896558289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/05/walker-texas-ranger.html' title='Walker Texas Ranger'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-114731017633900561</id><published>2006-05-10T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:16:16.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>light at the end of a four year tunnel</title><content type='html'>So my dreaded English paper is done with and my presentation was today.  It went well, not as well as i had hoped but better than other people's.  I am doing a semester of math in one week, and then I'll be done.  My computer class is almost over with and i have one final huge paper for bible about stay at home dads and mothers bringing home the proverbial bacon.&lt;br /&gt; life is busy but good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114731017633900561?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114731017633900561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114731017633900561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114731017633900561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114731017633900561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/05/light-at-end-of-four-year-tunnel_10.html' title='light at the end of a four year tunnel'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-114651145340131329</id><published>2006-05-01T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T12:24:13.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has arrived!</title><content type='html'>The yearbooks are here! I am so elated, its great, looking at the books and how awesome they are is just so exciting. The bad point is that i can't give them out till wednesday because some of the faculty are not here, which is a bummer. I am almost down with my computer class and just have to send it off and i'll be one step closer to graduating!&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy day!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114651145340131329?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114651145340131329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114651145340131329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114651145340131329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114651145340131329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-has-arrived_01.html' title='It has arrived!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-114547497513706535</id><published>2006-04-19T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:29:35.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The grass is green</title><content type='html'>And on this side too.  We went to Canada to recruit, the passion play people and gymnastics. What a nightmare. Everybody cried for one reason or another. Got back at 7:30 in the morning and i didnt realize Winnipeg was so dirty, really gross, and everyone really does say "eh". Found out my dog died, a week after it happened.  I'm really sad, and there nothing else i can do. I went to see Take the Lead, with Antonio Banderas.  I liked it a lot.  He can make any movie good.  If you like dancing and an underdog story this movie is for you.  We were the only ones in the theatre and the manager was super anal about putting feet on the seats and us not leaving right away, but it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western ND got snow HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114547497513706535?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114547497513706535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114547497513706535' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114547497513706535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114547497513706535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/04/grass-is-green.html' title='The grass is green'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-114288976789556141</id><published>2006-03-20T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T13:22:47.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Librarians are scary</title><content type='html'>so I am at the BSC Library being taught how to use  a library, something that first graders are taught.  This librarian is trying to have a sense of humour and she is cutting into my nap time. Not very nice.  First day back after spring break school is a bummer.  Jostens ( Yearbook Publisher) is trying to stall on my yearbook and im not liking it.  Wade got kicked off our class trip at 3 in the morning due to his dad, that was a bummer.  I snowboarded.  First time, my butt is sore.  We had a knock-down-drag-out with the girls on the trip.  That makes life a lot of fun. Went to Date Movie, shocking at first, but after the first five or ten minutes it's bearable.  During the movie you are thinking of other movies.  Its funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming Literate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114288976789556141?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114288976789556141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114288976789556141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114288976789556141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114288976789556141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/03/librarians-are-scary.html' title='Librarians are scary'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-114075313757507914</id><published>2006-02-23T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T19:52:17.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half the school is sick</title><content type='html'>So I was reading other people's bloggs(mainly wendy's) and realized that I have nothing to write about. So until something interesting comes up I have decided not to waste other peoples time having them read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of interest: Tyler D is back working for DAA, the Admin apologized and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foryey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-114075313757507914?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/114075313757507914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=114075313757507914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114075313757507914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/114075313757507914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/02/half-school-is-sick.html' title='Half the school is sick'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-113988549918492400</id><published>2006-02-13T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T18:51:39.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Canadians really do say eh!</title><content type='html'>So much has happened this last week its practically been a blur. DAA had over 150 people come for a three day weekend. Being the reader for the man that organized the wrong thing had me running from morning till night. On Friday we sang for 8 hours. A mono tone girl in front of me and a lady who never sang the right thing to the left. What a challenge! After not having a voice for the next day we sang on Saturday. Saturday night the DAA Knights and Lady knights took on the Canadians. Suprisingly they both won. Sunday was waking up early and practicing with the boys. Mom came for a board meeting, and we went into breakfast at burger king, where one family moved from booth to booth several times before finally choosing the perfect one. The SA banquet was Sunday night and hastily put together. I went with the assistant deans which was a good thing since all my friends ended up hanging out with me because their dates were lame. It was a Renaissance theme and some men wore togas. Figure that one out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113988549918492400?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113988549918492400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113988549918492400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113988549918492400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113988549918492400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/02/canadians-really-do-say-eh.html' title='Canadians really do say eh!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-113811663864715660</id><published>2006-01-24T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T07:30:38.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing all day long</title><content type='html'>In our economics class we are playing a game called fish and banks, where we have money and boats and a "company". It goes 10 rounds and we have decide where we fish and how many boats to buy. Well the fish population went down and the girls,"Davey-Jones", cut our losses and sold all but 1 boat gaining a thousand dollars, infuriating the rest of the class. Negotiations have been going all morning and after many offers to merge or sell Davey-Jones are staying pat and making money off the interest. Now a brother company Deep Six has 59 boats and are scraping to not be taken over by the bank. Quite the dramatic interlude that Mr. Huff is thoroughly enjoying. Yearbook ads are due and they aren't ready, plus we somehow left out 10 pages that were due, which is strange since we sent in more than we needed to. Shannan and Jesse are coming back, well Shannan is back and Jesse will be back.&lt;br /&gt;Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davey-Jones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113811663864715660?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113811663864715660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113811663864715660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113811663864715660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113811663864715660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/01/fishing-all-day-long.html' title='Fishing all day long'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-113718735779573423</id><published>2006-01-13T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T13:22:38.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The drama gates have opened and we're drowning!</title><content type='html'>So it has happened once again, it took a little while but all the drama from first semester has come. The school head count is 37, an all time low. Two juniors left, Scott and Alicia. Then last night a senior boy came into the girls dorm at 4:00 in the morning through a window and the two assistant deans found them, and they left early this morning even though they didn't have to. We don't know why they left but they did which is really sad because I was friends with both of them, and they were both on the basketball teams. Today has lived up to it's reputation being Friday the 13th because so many things are happening that are bad. Friends telling on friends, and everything is just going down the crapper. On a good note I got yearbook pages sent away before the deadline and there was more than was required. Now I just have to get people to sponsor the yearbook and send in the final deadline in Febuary. Already I'm bored by not doing anything. I couldn't get a hold of my mom today, then I found out that she was getting surgery.&lt;br /&gt;so two things everyone should do: stay abstinent in high school, and call your parents to see how they are doing and what they are up to.&lt;br /&gt;Marcy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113718735779573423?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113718735779573423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113718735779573423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113718735779573423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113718735779573423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/01/drama-gates-have-opened-and-were.html' title='The drama gates have opened and we&apos;re drowning!'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20150137.post-113657739184161903</id><published>2006-01-06T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:56:31.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good but Funny</title><content type='html'>Procrastination is absolutely wonderful and damning at the same time. My yearbook deadline is creeping up and I'm confident that I will get it done but IM not so sure about right about now. I am now a stockholder with 1,000 dollars in three stocks. Of course its not real, but through the news channel that we have and can watch on a regular basis, all stocks are trading at a 5 year high:) We lost another person, Alicia decided not to come back to school which is not good the girls basketball team, or SA since she is an officer. Our school is now officially tiny. Did you hear about the Wal-mart scandal. On their website their movie referral page referred African American movies when you typed in Planet of the Apes. Not good for them. Kind of funny though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113657739184161903?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113657739184161903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113657739184161903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113657739184161903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113657739184161903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-good-but-funny.html' title='Not good but Funny'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-113625746995574975</id><published>2006-01-02T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:04:29.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day</title><content type='html'>So the first day has come and is almost gone. Not so much drama, pretty good so far. Megan T didn't come back, I dunno if that's good or bad but ill miss seeing her face. On the bad side I have roughly ten days to produce 20 more pages of the yearbook, which is very scary. Another scary thing is economics. Delia and I went to the Memoirs of a Geisha. VERY good, recommend it to anyone, I'm going to read the book and see if its even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113625746995574975?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113625746995574975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113625746995574975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113625746995574975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113625746995574975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day.html' title='First day'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</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-20150137.post-113540336846002886</id><published>2005-12-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:49:28.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm new at this-take pity</title><content type='html'>Christmas is an interesting time, especially this year since it seems like no one is doing anything big.  I was wondering what started the tradition of the christmas tree. Does it have religious ties or what?  I was thinking of this when i was procrastinating putting the tree up.  In the end I didnt have to, whats the purpose you just have to take it down again, but thats just my pessimistic view on christmas, there's more but i will not bore you, trying to get in the spirit of christmas and all.  One good thing about the holiday season is its eggnog.  Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20150137-113540336846002886?l=marwoodruff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/feeds/113540336846002886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20150137&amp;postID=113540336846002886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113540336846002886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20150137/posts/default/113540336846002886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marwoodruff.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-new-at-this-take-pity.html' title='I&apos;m new at this-take pity'/><author><name>Randomness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05670406225822806446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
