<?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-6030464</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:36:44.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tbagged...</title><subtitle type='html'>As invasive as it is tasty.  Way gooder than bad.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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>691</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6030464.post-117613328377559471</id><published>2007-04-09T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:41:23.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Hitched</title><summary type='text'>We're getting married.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/117613328377559471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=117613328377559471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/117613328377559471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/117613328377559471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2007/04/gettin-hitched.html' title='Gettin&apos; Hitched'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115959162105012864</id><published>2006-09-29T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:47:01.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LiveJournal</title><summary type='text'>Looking for the latest Tbag ramblins? Check out the livejournal here. I'm giving it a test drive to see if I want to switch over there for my not-so-often-these-days posting needs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115959162105012864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115959162105012864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115959162105012864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115959162105012864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/livejournal.html' title='LiveJournal'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115919529628592057</id><published>2006-09-25T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T07:42:47.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Torture Debate</title><summary type='text'>Just typing those words in that order makes me sick. There should never be a debate about torture...ever. But here we are. I can't formulate words (and I have work to do), but Matt Yglesias says it well:While you can obviously imagine or gerrymander or stipulate a situation in which torture might yield useful information, in practice the systematic authorization of torture creates an army of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115919529628592057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115919529628592057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115919529628592057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115919529628592057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/torture-debate.html' title='The Torture Debate'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115854236391075791</id><published>2006-09-17T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:19:23.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banksy in L.A.</title><summary type='text'>A few years ago, one of my friends told me about this great new stencil graf artist in England who was making a splash by doing extremely creative, provocative work and doing it in dangerous, how-could-he-not-get-caught places.  His name was Banksy.  Well, that was his tag.  Nobody knew who he really was.  But it was graf at its best...organized to make a statement, not just rep a name.Well, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115854236391075791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115854236391075791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115854236391075791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115854236391075791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/banksy-in-la.html' title='Banksy in L.A.'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115820555124873487</id><published>2006-09-13T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:45:51.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Ann Richards</title><summary type='text'>What a sad way to come back from dinner.  Apparently, Ann Richards has died of cancer. I've blogged about my love for her before.  This is truly a sad day.  Texas has lost one of its most beloved daughters.  Though she never knew it, Richards inspired me on several occasions and was one of the people who first got me interested in politics.  She was a great woman, and will be sorely missed. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115820555124873487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115820555124873487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115820555124873487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115820555124873487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/rip-ann-richards.html' title='RIP Ann Richards'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115820199957899907</id><published>2006-09-13T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T19:46:39.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><summary type='text'>As an initial matter, I'm adopting Probative's policy of not writing about work (see 1).  I find this a more balanced approach to the blog issue than those who've decided to hang it up (god rest their blog-souls).I'm also going to follow Probative's lead and write about work anyway.    At least a little.So far, I like work.  I'm having to adjust to the schedule, of course, but it's giving me an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115820199957899907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115820199957899907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115820199957899907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115820199957899907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115795923497489561</id><published>2006-09-11T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:20:35.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Willie at the Hollywood Bowl</title><summary type='text'>I went to my first concert at the Hollywood Bowl tonight.   It's a really nice outdoor venue that allows you to bring your own food and booze.  It's like Miller Outdoor Theater (the outdoor venue of my youth) on roids. I had to get a little more Texas out of my system, so we caught Willie Nelson there.  It was a great show.  Neko Case opened and then Ryan Adams played a (surprisingly, to me) good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115795923497489561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115795923497489561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115795923497489561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115795923497489561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/willie-at-hollywood-bowl.html' title='Willie at the Hollywood Bowl'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115767591618106825</id><published>2006-09-07T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:38:36.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Load of Hokey Shit</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to apologize for the "(yikes!)" that appears in the last post.  And for the whole tone of the post.  You see, when I don't have nicotine and I need it...and I need it, something happens.  I go from having many different emotional gears when communicating to having two.  My two non-nicotine gears are "happy flower time" and "fuck you, asshole." I promise subtlety and nuance will once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115767591618106825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115767591618106825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115767591618106825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115767591618106825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/load-of-hokey-shit.html' title='Load of Hokey Shit'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115767552888372186</id><published>2006-09-07T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:32:08.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in...</title><summary type='text'>It's amazing how long it takes for me to really nest into a place.  Ever since leaving my parents' house in Houston in 1998, I've lived in a half-moved-in state.  One of the things I decided to do upon relocating to Los Angeles was to change that. I feel like this is my home.  One that I'm sharing with my better half.  It's a good feeling, and part of that feeling is really settling in.  I love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115767552888372186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115767552888372186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115767552888372186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115767552888372186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/settling-in.html' title='Settling in...'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115751565165157706</id><published>2006-09-05T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:10:19.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quinceanera" and Echo Park</title><summary type='text'>We went to see the movie Quineanera this afternoon while it was too hot to do anything else.It's a great indy flick.  Short and shot on video, but what it lacks in budget it more than makes up for in story.  There are shortcomings -- don't get me wrong.  But overall it's a sweet little film that takes on some heavy subjects with honesty and clarity.One of the subjects is the "gentrification" of "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115751565165157706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115751565165157706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115751565165157706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115751565165157706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/quinceanera-and-echo-park.html' title='&quot;Quinceanera&quot; and Echo Park'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115734890225629439</id><published>2006-09-03T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:48:22.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in L.A.</title><summary type='text'>Back at home and glad about it. I loved being on vacation, but I'm worn out.  Ready to get the house in order (finally) and get some structure back in my life.  One week to get that done and then I start work. I'll be back posting more in the not too distant. Good to see everyone I got a chance to hook up with in TX, sorry to have missed those I didn't manage to get a hold of.  It was a whirlwind</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115734890225629439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115734890225629439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115734890225629439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115734890225629439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-in-la.html' title='Back in L.A.'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115519209606300820</id><published>2006-08-09T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:45:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back...briefly</title><summary type='text'>I'm still alive.I just got back from Cabo this evening.   Had a lovely, relaxing vacation.  We stayed at a small, family-run hotel called The Bungalows.  If you think about going to Baja, and you're not the all-inclusive super-resort type (i.e., you have taste and prefer a little local culture) the place is highly recommended.  A great little getaway.I'm too tired to compose a full catch-up post,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115519209606300820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115519209606300820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115519209606300820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115519209606300820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/08/backbriefly.html' title='Back...briefly'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115407223849462716</id><published>2006-07-28T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:37:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done.</title><summary type='text'>Yup...All done. Vacation time.  If you're in NorCal get in touch.  We'll be in SF tomorrow afternoon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115407223849462716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115407223849462716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115407223849462716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115407223849462716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/done.html' title='Done.'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115371420592587822</id><published>2006-07-23T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:10:05.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okie Dokie</title><summary type='text'>Here we go kids.  I'm checked out for a while. I saw Clerks II today.  It was actually pretty good.  Didn't ruin the original at all...Then i chilled in the hot tub, but kept it cool cuz it's hot as all holy fuck in SoCal right now. I read one essay and the model answer made me puke in my mouth just a little bit.  But I'm over being stressed.  I just wanna get this thing done.Can't wait to see my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115371420592587822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115371420592587822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115371420592587822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115371420592587822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/okie-dokie.html' title='Okie Dokie'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115352494222979647</id><published>2006-07-21T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:35:42.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GARG!</title><summary type='text'>ME HATE BAR PEOPLE!  ME NO CARE IF PASS OR FAIL!  ME LIKEY BOUNCY!  ME LIKEY BOUNCY!GARG!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115352494222979647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115352494222979647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115352494222979647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115352494222979647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/garg.html' title='GARG!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115351110618738917</id><published>2006-07-21T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T12:45:06.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Relief?</title><summary type='text'>Do you like cats?I do.  And this made me laugh through my stress.  Hope it helps.Enjoy.P.S.  I especially like the bit with the dog at 1:29-1:31.  That shit is great.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115351110618738917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115351110618738917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115351110618738917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115351110618738917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/stress-relief.html' title='Stress Relief?'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115335717754117785</id><published>2006-07-19T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:59:37.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brain Hurts</title><summary type='text'>Blogazon sums it up nicely.Are we there yet?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115335717754117785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115335717754117785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115335717754117785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115335717754117785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-brain-hurts.html' title='My Brain Hurts'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115333343336153147</id><published>2006-07-19T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:23:53.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunatic or Douchebag?</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure everyone has noticed how small some of the bluetooth ear pieces for cell phones are getting.  Well, when you spend a good deal of time downtown in a large city like Los Angeles, it's created a fun new game you can play with your friends. I used to assume that anyone I saw walking down the street talking loudly to either themselves or nobody in particular had some serious mental problem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115333343336153147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115333343336153147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115333343336153147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115333343336153147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/lunatic-or-douchebag.html' title='Lunatic or Douchebag?'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115324209108091533</id><published>2006-07-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T10:01:31.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog + Baby = Cute</title><summary type='text'>Divi has unearthed a little known mathematical fact. Dog + Baby = CuteSeriously, check this out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115324209108091533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115324209108091533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115324209108091533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115324209108091533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/dog-baby-cute.html' title='Dog + Baby = Cute'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115318499310316331</id><published>2006-07-17T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T18:09:53.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BALSDKJFAOSIDJAC!!!</title><summary type='text'>The more I study, the more I forget.  I'm serious.  My brain feels like a seive right now.I haven't started to panic just yet, but I can see it happening very soon.Someone just tell me it's all going to be okay...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115318499310316331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115318499310316331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115318499310316331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115318499310316331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/balsdkjfaosidjac.html' title='BALSDKJFAOSIDJAC!!!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115309135450712735</id><published>2006-07-16T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:09:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><summary type='text'>Completely losing it here. Must stave off burn-out.  Must persevere!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115309135450712735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115309135450712735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115309135450712735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115309135450712735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115309082924629080</id><published>2006-07-16T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:03:30.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wal-Mart Does Organic</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...I've used this space to trash Wal-Mart plenty in the past, and will no doubt do so in the future, so here's a little pat on the back to the world's largest retailer.Wal-Mart is starting to offer organic food at their stores.  This is good.Of course I remain at heart a jaded pessimist, so I'm guarded about cheering too loudly.  As others have noted - click the link above to see what I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115309082924629080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115309082924629080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115309082924629080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115309082924629080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/wal-mart-does-organic.html' title='Wal-Mart Does Organic'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115307069298676346</id><published>2006-07-16T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:28:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying for the Bar?</title><summary type='text'>If so, I'm sorry.  This blows. I'm so tired of looking at this shit.  Burn out is seriously setting in here, and there's more than a week to go yet (but not much more - SHIT!).  I'm not sure if I'll have anything left in the tank by go time. Need to relax with a good movie?  My better half rented Bad Education, an Almodovar film, yesterday and we watched it last night.  Great film.Need a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115307069298676346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115307069298676346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115307069298676346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115307069298676346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/studying-for-bar.html' title='Studying for the Bar?'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115283995185137126</id><published>2006-07-13T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:19:11.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Sanity</title><summary type='text'>Please?Can we just keep the world slightly sane while I'm forced to go insane studying for this retarded fucking test? I can handle being insane.  And I can handle the world being insane.  Not sure I can deal with both. I'm taking the evening off and getting some free food and drinks with my lovely lady courtesy of my employer, in the company of friends and coworkers.  Only 2 subjects are off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115283995185137126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115283995185137126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115283995185137126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115283995185137126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-sanity.html' title='A Little Sanity'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115257391531341579</id><published>2006-07-10T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T16:25:15.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars</title><summary type='text'>So in my last post I mentioned Jess's car breaking down. Well, today mine broke down. Yay.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115257391531341579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115257391531341579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115257391531341579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115257391531341579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/cars.html' title='Cars'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115224991022752429</id><published>2006-07-06T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:25:10.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie's Here!</title><summary type='text'>The girl got here today!  Of course, this was after her transmission exploded outside Phoenix, so she arrived via plane instead of car.  But it's all the same to me.  Takin' the night off to go check out some funkness. Our friend Andrea is also about the house through the weekend, which is sweet.  We've been goofin' off all afternoon, so no studying today.  We hit up the photo booth at The Short </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115224991022752429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115224991022752429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115224991022752429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115224991022752429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/jessies-here.html' title='Jessie&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115197601083187573</id><published>2006-07-03T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:20:33.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divi the Dad!</title><summary type='text'>He's gonna make an excellent father. Little Addy's a lucky girl.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115197601083187573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115197601083187573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115197601083187573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115197601083187573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/divi-dad.html' title='Divi the Dad!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115195149253440890</id><published>2006-07-03T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:44:44.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazil-France</title><summary type='text'>Went to see the game at Barney's Beanery in West Hollywood with my friends Kate and John.  It was a blast.  Then we watched two MLS games afterward for a soccer marathon.  Great day.Brazil got schooled.  France just played better, that's all there is to it.  That was unexpected.  But it was great to see Zidane so great on the ball.  He's one of my favorite players of all time.  Classy, no-frills </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115195149253440890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115195149253440890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115195149253440890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115195149253440890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/brazil-france.html' title='Brazil-France'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115177827708114324</id><published>2006-07-01T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T11:24:37.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>England Out</title><summary type='text'>Well, the story was Rooney acting like a little prick.  Sad to see a player with such talent make the game look bad, though I'm not sure it warranted a red card.  But I'll give the ref a break because he handled the rest of the match brilliantly.  Finally a ref who will let footballers play football. But the other story was Ricardo in goal for Portugal.  Sweet mother mercy.  I thought Lehman set </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115177827708114324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115177827708114324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115177827708114324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115177827708114324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/07/england-out.html' title='England Out'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115155781721808697</id><published>2006-06-28T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:23:15.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day, Bitches</title><summary type='text'>Well, the soccer yesterday was delightful.  Ghana played with heart and creativity.  I guarantee a bunch of those guys just bought themselves tickets to Europe to play with top-tier club teams.  Brazil capitalized when it counted and got a good call in their favor and they advance.  No surprise, though I've yet to see Brazilian football the way I want to see it.  They usually don't show up until </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115155781721808697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115155781721808697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115155781721808697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115155781721808697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/hump-day-bitches.html' title='Hump Day, Bitches'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115142624243758748</id><published>2006-06-27T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T09:37:22.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella</title><summary type='text'>Marcelo Balboa referring to Ghana just now:"They're the Cinderella story this tournament, they just haven't been able to jump on that carriage and take a ride."Someone put him out of his misery.And that second goal from Brazil was so clearly offside it's absurd.  Score should be 1-1.  I think if Ghana had Essien today, it might well be a draw or a Ghana lead at this point.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115142624243758748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115142624243758748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115142624243758748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115142624243758748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115142443848115561</id><published>2006-06-27T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T09:07:18.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Yellow for Diving</title><summary type='text'>That was refreshing.  Adriano has earned 2 blue cards so far this match.Man.  The boys from Ghana are playing with heart.  It should be 2-1 for Brazil right now.  I think if nothing else Ghana is earning some respect on the world stage right now.  Fun match to watch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115142443848115561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115142443848115561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115142443848115561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115142443848115561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/yellow-for-diving.html' title='A Yellow for Diving'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115134118317409118</id><published>2006-06-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T09:59:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dive</title><summary type='text'>And yet another World Cup game turns on a dive in the box.  Great. I really wanted to see Italy get eliminated there.  The Aussies played well, but how do you not move more guys forward after about the 70th minute?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115134118317409118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115134118317409118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115134118317409118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115134118317409118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/dive.html' title='The Dive'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115130066113379505</id><published>2006-06-25T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:44:21.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><summary type='text'>Man.  I did NOTHING today.  I watched soccer.  Then I watched a movie on HBO.  Then I watched baseball.  Then I watched another movie on HBO.  Now I'm going to bed. Damn.Oh...and I cooked and ate 3 times during all that as well. Bar exam, here I come!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115130066113379505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115130066113379505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115130066113379505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115130066113379505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115120828506764778</id><published>2006-06-24T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T21:04:45.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico Out</title><summary type='text'>Well.  There goes the neighborhood.  So much for North America this go round. The result would have been more disappointing if Rodriguez's winning strike hadn't been one of the most beautiful shots I've ever seen.  It was stunning.  It's the kind of shot that even when it goes against the team you're pulling for, you're out of your seat and cheering.  Which is exactly what I did.  Which is why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115120828506764778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115120828506764778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115120828506764778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115120828506764778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/mexico-out.html' title='Mexico Out'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115116903979372969</id><published>2006-06-24T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:10:39.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Germany</title><summary type='text'>I really like the way the Germans are playing.  It's great offensive soccer.  I woke up too late to see the two goals, but the highlights demonstrate that the goals are pressure driven, as were most of their chances in the 2nd half that I drug my ass downstairs to watch.  I think they've got a great chance at winning the whole tamale this year if they can just keep their back line intact and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115116903979372969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115116903979372969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115116903979372969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115116903979372969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/germany.html' title='Germany'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115099466923845732</id><published>2006-06-22T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:44:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do Now</title><summary type='text'>So now that the U.S. is out, I have to decide on my backup teams.  I always root for Mexico unless they're playing the U.S., so that's one for sure. And I think I'm adopting Ghana as well.  I like how they play, it's their first World Cup, and they won with class today.  Plus I'm more inclined to root for North American, African, or Carribean teams than European or South American powerhouses. So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115099466923845732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115099466923845732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115099466923845732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115099466923845732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-to-do-now.html' title='What to do Now'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115098947686561222</id><published>2006-06-22T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:01:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Half</title><summary type='text'>Where's Eddie Johnson?I hate to say this because he's been so good over the years, but I'm really starting to question Bruce Arena's coaching here.We need more striking power, and we need our strikers to push up hard.UPDATE:Okay.  We're 10 minutes in.  Where's Johnson?UPDATE:Bout fucking time.  Go get 'em Eddie.  Ben Olsen's getting some good touches, too.  Not even sure where he plays his club </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115098947686561222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115098947686561222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098947686561222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098947686561222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/second-half.html' title='Second Half'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115098875593731641</id><published>2006-06-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T08:05:55.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halftime</title><summary type='text'>It's going to take an impressive performance to make this thing happen.  It's sad to see guys like Reyna making the big mistakes that put us back.  And I think the referees hate us.  I'm blaming that on George Bush (tongue firmly in cheek).We need to sub in Johnson for one of our midfielders.  Push the play up to the front - it's all or nothing now.  No reason to hold back.  Put in a third </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115098875593731641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115098875593731641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098875593731641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098875593731641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/halftime.html' title='Halftime'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115098669219094528</id><published>2006-06-22T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T07:53:01.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liveblogging the Game</title><summary type='text'>What a  stupid mistake for a veteran player.That was truly pathetic.  It's like watching peewee soccer with our guys this year.  Fucking stupid, stupid mistakes.And there wasn't even any contact on that play.  I think he went down out of shame.  As well he should.UPDATE:BEAUTIFUL GOAL!   Finally a great ball into the box and a solid finish.  I hope Reyna's okay...I feel a little bad about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115098669219094528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115098669219094528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098669219094528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115098669219094528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/liveblogging-game.html' title='Liveblogging the Game'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115094431063684793</id><published>2006-06-21T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:00:54.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Throwtogether Meal</title><summary type='text'>I don't really cook.  It's important that you know that.  If you're a good cook, you're not allowed to make fun of me.So I've been trying my hand at a few things.  Mostly because when you cook 3 meals a day, it gets a little boring when it goes cereal, turkey sandwich, pasta, cereal, turkey sandwich, pasta, cereal, turkey sandwich, pasta, etc. etc. etc.I still eat a lot of pasta, and I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115094431063684793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115094431063684793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115094431063684793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115094431063684793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/throwtogether-meal.html' title='The Throwtogether Meal'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115092730139425178</id><published>2006-06-21T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:01:41.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MBE and Procrastination</title><summary type='text'>Wings is worried about having to do so many MBE problems in a row.  First, for you lucky pricks not studying for the bar, MBE stands for Multistate Bar Exam.  That's the multiple choice part of the bar and the only part that all states have in common.  That means I take the same MBE as everyone else. Well...just to rub shit in, here's my newest study-story.  I did 100...100...MBE questions in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115092730139425178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115092730139425178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115092730139425178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115092730139425178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/mbe-and-procrastination.html' title='MBE and Procrastination'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115062463878737084</id><published>2006-06-18T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T03:04:36.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday...Saturday</title><summary type='text'>Okay.  I just had more fun than a oughta be allowed by law.I'm not talking about watching the worst ref in the history of World Cup soccer. That was something else. What a fucking useless sack of flesh that mutherfucker was. 3 red cards? 2 of them unwarranted? At least the U.S. showed up to play some ball. Even DeMarcus acted like he was drawing a paycheck for a change. And Keller in the box? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115062463878737084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115062463878737084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115062463878737084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115062463878737084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/saturdaysaturday.html' title='Saturday...Saturday'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115035717802319725</id><published>2006-06-15T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:39:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertarian Dems?</title><summary type='text'>Check out this post from Kos. It talks about "libertarian dems."  It's inspired, it seems, by the Democratic resurgence in the mountain west, and what that means for changing ideas in the Democratic party. It also happens to be a fair approximation of the political philosophy that supports my views on most subjects.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115035717802319725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115035717802319725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115035717802319725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115035717802319725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/libertarian-dems.html' title='Libertarian Dems?'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115013401514128083</id><published>2006-06-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:01:20.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S. Soccer in 2006</title><summary type='text'>Pathetic.  No movement, no connection, no chances.What a depressing fucking match.The early goal just took us completely out of the match.  We gave them our own third between the 25 and 40 all game long.What a sad performance.UPDATE: You could tell Wynalda and Lalas felt the same way I did when they cut to the studio after the final whistle. They barely kept their composure at all. You could tell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115013401514128083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115013401514128083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115013401514128083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115013401514128083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/us-soccer-in-2006.html' title='U.S. Soccer in 2006'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115004993957827832</id><published>2006-06-11T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T11:18:59.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iran-Mexico</title><summary type='text'>Sucks to be Iran's keeper right now. I really wish the announcers would cut it out with the whole backstory human interest bullshit.  This ain't the Olympics.  Let's watch some soccer.  Sanchez's father was worth mentioning...once or twice.  You could tell Balboa was getting a little uncomfortable about the other (really annoying) guy making such a big deal about it. And then all the bullshit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115004993957827832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115004993957827832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115004993957827832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115004993957827832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/iran-mexico.html' title='Iran-Mexico'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-115000024769277244</id><published>2006-06-10T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:36:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keb Darge</title><summary type='text'>I just found out that Keb Darge is playing in Hollywood a week from tonight for FREE.If you are in L.A. and you think there's even an outside chance you might like funk music played by a DJ, there is no excuse to miss this show. Come see a legend.I'm beginning to like this town...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/115000024769277244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=115000024769277244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115000024769277244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/115000024769277244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/keb-darge.html' title='Keb Darge'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114996018784600684</id><published>2006-06-10T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:02:38.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup</title><summary type='text'>This whole confluence of the World Cup with the bar exam may be my undoing. I've been up since 6:00 a.m. watching the England-Paraguay and Sweden-Trinidad and Tobago matches.Horrible officiating, by the way, giving that second yellow to Avery John from T and T. That was a hard tackle, but good soccer. Taking a man off the underdog like that in a 50-50 encounter is just shitty.I'm so going to fail</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114996018784600684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114996018784600684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114996018784600684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114996018784600684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup.html' title='World Cup'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114990999029083846</id><published>2006-06-09T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:26:30.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The CA Bar Exam</title><summary type='text'>Holy shit did Divi make a funny.Not sure how funny it will be for people not studying for the bar.  But then again, if you're not studying for the bar, you're an asshole for having free time you don't feel guilty about.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114990999029083846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114990999029083846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990999029083846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990999029083846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/ca-bar-exam.html' title='The CA Bar Exam'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114990845354752623</id><published>2006-06-09T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T20:00:53.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><summary type='text'>My better half is moving out to L.A. in just a few weeks - a month earlier than originally planned.  Which was bad planning.  I miss her like crazy and I'm really excited about the new, improved plan. That is all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114990845354752623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114990845354752623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990845354752623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990845354752623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114990816895082047</id><published>2006-06-09T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:56:08.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbri Blues Vol. 2</title><summary type='text'>So there was this guy sitting in front of me at Barbri lecture the other day.  He looked an awful lot like Mr. Wings and Vodka from the back, but was considerably more distinguished-looking from the front.  I was just thinking this to myself when I noticed that he was not-so-subtly fondling the blond girl sitting next to him.  Incidentally, she looked as though she'd run face first into something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114990816895082047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114990816895082047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990816895082047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990816895082047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/barbri-blues-vol-2.html' title='Barbri Blues Vol. 2'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114990701371818128</id><published>2006-06-09T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:36:53.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Link Under Friends</title><summary type='text'>A friend who shall remain anonymous has started a new blog and you can find the link to the left or you can just click here.I shall refer to said friend as "Raisins" and you shall like it. I've been hoping this friend would start a blog for some time.  Should be fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114990701371818128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114990701371818128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990701371818128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114990701371818128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-link-under-friends.html' title='New Link Under Friends'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114918250348457376</id><published>2006-06-01T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:21:43.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbri Blues Vol. 1</title><summary type='text'>I put vol. 1 up there because I can only assume this is going to be a fairly long series. It's now 10 in the morning.  I just got back to my house.  "But Tbag," you might ask, "don't you have Barbri this morning?"  Yes...yes I do.  But I'm not there.  "Bad Tbag," you might admonish me, "bad Tbag for skipping Barbri lectures!"  But, you see, I'm going to the afternoon lecture today.  "Lazy Tbag, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114918250348457376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114918250348457376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114918250348457376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114918250348457376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/06/barbri-blues-vol-1.html' title='Barbri Blues Vol. 1'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114903896643720256</id><published>2006-05-30T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:29:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New (Old) Jazz</title><summary type='text'>This post is going to be way shorter than the topic merits, but I can only justify so much procrastination.On my way back from Barbri today, I finally pressed play on my CD player to see what I'd left in there as I rolled into town almost a week ago.  It was Nicola Conte's "Other Directions."  The album is bossa flavored, but not as overtly so as his other offerings, and brings up a musical </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114903896643720256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114903896643720256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114903896643720256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114903896643720256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-old-jazz.html' title='New (Old) Jazz'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114894761493136456</id><published>2006-05-29T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:06:54.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Angeles Radio</title><summary type='text'>One of the things that's made this move easier that I didn't anticipate is the quality of Los Angeles radio.  Don't get me wrong, the commercial stations are just as retarded as they've become all over the country, but the public radio in Los Angeles is awesome, with much greater variety than a market like Austin. This post is by no means meant to put down or belittle KUT or KOOP in Austin, both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114894761493136456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114894761493136456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114894761493136456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114894761493136456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/los-angeles-radio.html' title='Los Angeles Radio'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114860202585471772</id><published>2006-05-25T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T17:07:05.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay and Skilling</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in many years, I think my jaded meter just ticked down a notch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114860202585471772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114860202585471772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114860202585471772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114860202585471772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/lay-and-skilling.html' title='Lay and Skilling'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114844754932811806</id><published>2006-05-23T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:12:29.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Angeles</title><summary type='text'>I made it.  Got into the land of the la la this afternoon at about 3:30.  Hung out with my new landlady Paula for a few hours waiting for the former tenant to come by and pick up the rest of his shit.  He left me a mattress which I'll sleep on tonight and then put out on the curb with a "free" sign tomorrow after the movers come bring my real bed. Paula rocks.  She's a recover(ing/ed) alcoholic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114844754932811806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114844754932811806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114844754932811806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114844754932811806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/los-angeles.html' title='Los Angeles'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114823152112081462</id><published>2006-05-21T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T10:12:01.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day in Austin</title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna go buy some boots and grill some meat. Then tomorrow morning I'm off to Cali.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114823152112081462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114823152112081462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114823152112081462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114823152112081462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-day-in-austin.html' title='Last Day in Austin'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114790600216188471</id><published>2006-05-17T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:46:42.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Broke!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114790600216188471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114790600216188471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114790600216188471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114790600216188471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/get-broke.html' title='Get Broke!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114747265975544246</id><published>2006-05-12T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:24:19.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><summary type='text'>I finished law school just now. Off to go camping.  Seeya next week!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114747265975544246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114747265975544246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114747265975544246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114747265975544246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114671311497189168</id><published>2006-05-03T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T20:25:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Place</title><summary type='text'>Though the length of that last post might suggest otherwise, Coachella was not the primary purpose we had in visiting Southern California this last weekend.  The real reason was to find a place to live starting at the end of the month. We found an incredible place.  I don't have time to discuss it right now, becuase I've got to go to Plush and hear some sick dubstep sounds from my buddy Grommit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114671311497189168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114671311497189168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114671311497189168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114671311497189168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-place.html' title='New Place'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114661610944005657</id><published>2006-05-02T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T17:44:12.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coachella</title><summary type='text'>Coachella was pretty sweet.  Here's the highlights.We got into Indio at 1:00.  In plenty of time, I thought, to get to the polo grounds, park, and get inside to catch most or all of the Platinum Pied Pipers set at 2.Boy was I wrong.  We sat on this street called Jefferson for about an hour.  Barely moving.  Having to pee so bad our teeth were floating.  With no end in sight.  Finally we parked, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114661610944005657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114661610944005657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114661610944005657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114661610944005657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/coachella_02.html' title='Coachella'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114660538780928182</id><published>2006-05-02T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T17:40:36.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas Gig</title><summary type='text'>I said I'd get to it eventually, and eventually is now.  Here's some pics from the Get Broke invades Dallas gig on April 15th.First, the partners in crime, Merrick and myself, gettin' ready to get the place hype:Damn my hair was gettin' long.  I'm all shorn now...lookin' mighty respectable.Here's a shot of the crowd from the DJ booth.The venue was Zubar.  I'd been there before, and nobody danced,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114660538780928182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114660538780928182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114660538780928182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114660538780928182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/dallas-gig.html' title='Dallas Gig'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114660427362968280</id><published>2006-05-02T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T14:11:13.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Net Neutrality</title><summary type='text'>Here's a nice bipartisan issue we can all support.  Check out the new button on the left-hand side.  I've called Congressman Lamar Smith and both our (lovely) Texas Senators (not that I expect them to do anything about it).  You should make some calls, too.  It's important to keep telco companies from cherrypicking which content they want to be most available.  Freedom of information issues are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114660427362968280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114660427362968280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114660427362968280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114660427362968280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/net-neutrality.html' title='Net Neutrality'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114650955204949846</id><published>2006-05-01T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:52:32.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Stephen Colbert</title><summary type='text'>For speaking truth to power, at a range of only a couple of feet, and in front of a press with blinders on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114650955204949846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114650955204949846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114650955204949846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114650955204949846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/05/thank-you-stephen-colbert.html' title='Thank You Stephen Colbert'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114600717626095287</id><published>2006-04-25T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T16:19:36.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studyhousehuntstudyfinalsmovetime!</title><summary type='text'>Yikes.  Too much shit going on at once and no real inspiration to blog. Expect the hiatus to continue with the possible exception of some Coachella pics and hopefully pics from my new apartment. I also might post some pics from my gig in Dallas weekend before last.  I had a blast in that town - a rare thing in my experience. In the meantime, read this post by Divi on proper etiquette when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114600717626095287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114600717626095287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114600717626095287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114600717626095287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/studyhousehuntstudyfinalsmovetime.html' title='Studyhousehuntstudyfinalsmovetime!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114530058054935230</id><published>2006-04-17T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:02:54.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cilantro</title><summary type='text'>Probative mentioned that a friend of his was working on a documentary project on cilantro. He doesn't mention whether he's a fan or not, but I love the stuff.That said, Ihatecilantro.com is still funny.  The stories are great.But here's the idea that this link gave me. I think it's a really good one. You see, I love mojitos. I really like eating aromatic leaves out of the bottom of a glass from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114530058054935230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114530058054935230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114530058054935230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114530058054935230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/cilantro.html' title='Cilantro'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114468710451785910</id><published>2006-04-10T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:38:24.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The MPRE</title><summary type='text'>I won!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114468710451785910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114468710451785910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114468710451785910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114468710451785910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/mpre.html' title='The MPRE'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114443442462640080</id><published>2006-04-07T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T11:27:04.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow High</title><summary type='text'>Divisadero found this gem on youtube. A highschool band does DJ Shadow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114443442462640080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114443442462640080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114443442462640080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114443442462640080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/shadow-high.html' title='Shadow High'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114434787590313682</id><published>2006-04-06T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:26:49.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphic Novel Featuring Mark Twain</title><summary type='text'>This looks awsome.The story is kind of true, though I'm sure embellished a little to make a good comic book out of it.  But the art looks great, if the cover has anything to say about it.But I'm a little worried about the writing. How do you write the dialogue for the character of Mark Twain? I can't imagine trying to put words in that man's mouth.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114434787590313682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114434787590313682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114434787590313682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114434787590313682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/graphic-novel-featuring-mark-twain.html' title='Graphic Novel Featuring Mark Twain'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114411833549177791</id><published>2006-04-03T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:50:18.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Champagne Tonight!</title><summary type='text'>Tom Delay just announced his retirement.Something tells me that whatever forced his hand is going to be fun to learn about.Which congress critter will take over as the one I despise most once Tom's outta there?UPDATE: Photograph added that truly captures the moment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114411833549177791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114411833549177791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114411833549177791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114411833549177791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/champagne-tonight.html' title='Champagne Tonight!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114411108280604252</id><published>2006-04-03T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:38:02.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>123456</title><summary type='text'>So a friend mentioned in an e-mail that 3 seconds after 1:02 in the morning tomorrow night, the date and time will read 1:02:03 4/05/06, or 123456.So what are you doing for 123456?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114411108280604252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114411108280604252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114411108280604252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114411108280604252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/04/123456.html' title='123456'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114373476917313509</id><published>2006-03-30T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T08:06:09.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jill Carrol's Release</title><summary type='text'>It's nice to enjoy a happy moment from Iraq.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114373476917313509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114373476917313509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114373476917313509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114373476917313509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/jill-carrols-release.html' title='Jill Carrol&apos;s Release'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114360011495631302</id><published>2006-03-28T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:41:54.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cat</title><summary type='text'>There's an attack cat on the loose in Fairfield, Conn.  And the authorities are not going to take it lightly, apparently.  The cat's name is Lewis, and he has 6 toes on each foot.  The claws are, as its neighbor has stated, "formidable weapons."Lewis for his part has been uniquely cited, personally issued a restraining order by the town's animal control officer.How, exactly, one serves such an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114360011495631302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114360011495631302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114360011495631302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114360011495631302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/crazy-cat.html' title='Crazy Cat'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114313562293440570</id><published>2006-03-23T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T18:46:02.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>South Dakota Again</title><summary type='text'>UPDATE: Since Anonymous posted this comment Anonymously, I guess he/she won't mind me posting it as an update.He/she says:   "comparing fetuses to dressing does not convince me that the pro-choice camps want abortions to be rare"My response:"Anonymous.  I apprciate your concern, but this is a cartoon. I would say that trying to limit access to contraception does not convince me anti-abortion </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114313562293440570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114313562293440570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114313562293440570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114313562293440570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/south-dakota-again.html' title='South Dakota Again'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114308684760212850</id><published>2006-03-22T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:07:27.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Tube</title><summary type='text'>Mostly just wanted to play with the embedded video code on youtube.  But this video is great, too.  If it works.Here goes nothin.  Ain't technology great?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114308684760212850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114308684760212850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114308684760212850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114308684760212850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-tube.html' title='You Tube'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114299274198751867</id><published>2006-03-21T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:00:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afrobeat and Afro-Funk</title><summary type='text'>That throwback funk post got me thinking it would be good to do a couple more genre overview-type posts about musical movements that make me smile.I don't really have time to spend on one right now, but it sure is more fun than the other shit I'm supposed to be shoveling at the moment, so here's a quicky.I loves me some roots music. Lately, I've been delving into a lot of afrocentric funk music, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114299274198751867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114299274198751867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114299274198751867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114299274198751867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/afrobeat-and-afro-funk.html' title='Afrobeat and Afro-Funk'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114283487294000740</id><published>2006-03-19T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T22:07:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Town</title><summary type='text'>Just got back from vacation.  Things are nuts, so don't expect much from me for the next few days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114283487294000740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114283487294000740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114283487294000740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114283487294000740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-in-town.html' title='Back in Town'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114203654637217288</id><published>2006-03-10T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T16:23:56.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pie Strategy</title><summary type='text'>Ogged is guest blogging over at Kevin Drum's.  His response to news that American views of Muslims are getting even worse?  The Pie Strategy.Americans are totally down with baking some pie and sizing up the neighbors. Instead of the "vast majority of Muslims are law-abiding..." crap that we hear from liberals, let's hear "We're all scared of each other, let's have pie!" I'm totally serious about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114203654637217288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114203654637217288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114203654637217288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114203654637217288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/pie-strategy.html' title='The Pie Strategy'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114187436238005607</id><published>2006-03-08T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:19:22.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann Richards</title><summary type='text'>Via E-air.  Ann Richards has been diagnosed with cancer.  This is really sad news to me. I have a lot of respect for that woman.  She is the embodiment of the best Texas has to offer.  Unembellished, even gruff individualism made palatable by undeniable empathy and wisdom. She was the speaker at my better half's graduation ceremony in December and she's still got it.  Hopefully she won't lose her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114187436238005607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114187436238005607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114187436238005607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114187436238005607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/ann-richards.html' title='Ann Richards'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114187359792098945</id><published>2006-03-08T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T11:53:03.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iraq and Vietnam</title><summary type='text'>I remember in the immediate aftermath of "shock and awe" - just after the war started - having one very memorable conversation.  I was eating dinner with my parents at their house in Houston.  Also at dinner were a couple whom I have known all my life.  Friends of the family since before I was born who had a son my age who was like a brother to me.  I'll call them Mr. and Mrs. V.The conversation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114187359792098945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114187359792098945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114187359792098945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114187359792098945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/iraq-and-vietnam.html' title='Iraq and Vietnam'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114184837865112212</id><published>2006-03-08T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:06:18.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to a Dolphin</title><summary type='text'>Strange.  Via Kos. "I'm the happiest girl on earth," the bride was quoted as saying. "I made a dream come true. And I am not a pervert."The inevitable result of permitting gay marriage rears its ugly head in Israel, of all places.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114184837865112212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114184837865112212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114184837865112212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114184837865112212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/married-to-dolphin.html' title='Married to a Dolphin'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114176086216120233</id><published>2006-03-07T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:48:15.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New State Logo</title><summary type='text'>Stolen from here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114176086216120233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114176086216120233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114176086216120233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114176086216120233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-state-logo.html' title='New State Logo'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114170755441719230</id><published>2006-03-06T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:59:14.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33/50</title><summary type='text'>That's what I just scored on a practice MPRE. I think I'm with Wings on this one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114170755441719230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114170755441719230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114170755441719230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114170755441719230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/3350.html' title='33/50'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114143585453428110</id><published>2006-03-03T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T17:30:54.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations</title><summary type='text'>Congrats are in order for my favorite contrarian and Astros fan, Patrick, who got engaged recently. All the best, homey.  She's a lucky woman.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114143585453428110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114143585453428110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114143585453428110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114143585453428110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114132313077546428</id><published>2006-03-02T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:12:10.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grupo!</title><summary type='text'>I went to see my favorite Austin band, Grupo Fantasma, last night.  Best damn latin dance music band...ever.  As usual, they brought the party.  They usually play at The Parish (I'm finally getting used to saying that now), but last night the show was at Maggie Mae's.  The crowd was thin for a Grupo show, but you can't see them live and not dance, so it was rowdy. Now my head hurts and I've felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114132313077546428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114132313077546428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114132313077546428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114132313077546428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/03/grupo.html' title='Grupo!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114114794422349938</id><published>2006-02-28T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:32:24.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservatism and Personal Responsibility</title><summary type='text'>Glenn Greenwald is on a roll lately.  Really all his stuff is good these days, but this one I really liked. I haven't been posting on politics much lately, and I'm not going to comment on this one - I'm trying to keep my blood pressure out of the red - but I will pass it on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114114794422349938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114114794422349938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114114794422349938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114114794422349938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/conservatism-and-personal.html' title='Conservatism and Personal Responsibility'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114111150851777562</id><published>2006-02-27T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:25:08.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah blogging...</title><summary type='text'>The only phenomenon I can imagine that would lead to a tenured professor at a major American law school publishing a sentence on the internet that starts with the word llamasex.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114111150851777562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114111150851777562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114111150851777562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114111150851777562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/ah-blogging.html' title='Ah blogging...'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114111050853520538</id><published>2006-02-27T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:08:28.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genographic Study</title><summary type='text'>This is sweet.I might just shell out the dough...that seriously makes me curious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114111050853520538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114111050853520538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114111050853520538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114111050853520538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/genographic-study.html' title='Genographic Study'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114106770021399629</id><published>2006-02-27T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T11:15:00.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying "No" To a Hummer and a Wad of Cash</title><summary type='text'>Well...sorta.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114106770021399629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114106770021399629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114106770021399629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114106770021399629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/saying-no-to-hummer-and-wad-of-cash.html' title='Saying &quot;No&quot; To a Hummer and a Wad of Cash'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114071600713665290</id><published>2006-02-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:35:04.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Professor!</title><summary type='text'>I see Bob Jensen, who was the second reader for my undergraduate thesis, made Front Page Mag's (conservative website) top 100 worst professors list.Go vote for Bob!  I'm sure he's proud to have made the list and wants to be the worst he can be in the eyes of modern conservatism.Just 16 more votes and he'll crack the Top 10.  Nicely.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114071600713665290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114071600713665290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114071600713665290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114071600713665290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/worst-professor.html' title='Worst Professor!'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114066499558966451</id><published>2006-02-22T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T19:33:39.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech</title><summary type='text'>I'm posting this to make a point.Freedom of speech must be defended and respected.I don't think printing these cartoons was necessarily the brightest move of the 21st century, but I'm reposting them here in solidarity with those exercising their right to speak freely.Furthermore, we should not be jailing people for denying the holocaust. We should shun them, push back, explain that they are wrong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114066499558966451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114066499558966451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114066499558966451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114066499558966451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/freedom-of-speech.html' title='Freedom of Speech'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114064259274405061</id><published>2006-02-22T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:15:09.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Meat</title><summary type='text'>Oh...and I'm really sorry I missed this.  Best theatre troop in town, too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114064259274405061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114064259274405061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114064259274405061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114064259274405061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/red-meat.html' title='Red Meat'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114063317481757643</id><published>2006-02-22T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:32:54.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Josie</title><summary type='text'>So I took my better half out for anniversary dinner last night and chose a local Austin establishment I hadn't tried out yet - Cafe Josie.I recommend it if you've got a special occassion that warrants a quiet atmosphere, true fine dining service, and spending more money than you normally would.  Entrees are in the $18-25 range and there's a good selection of wine available for any pocketbook and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114063317481757643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114063317481757643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114063317481757643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114063317481757643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/cafe-josie.html' title='Cafe Josie'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114056621489019441</id><published>2006-02-21T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T15:56:54.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Years</title><summary type='text'>Today marks three years that my better half has blessed me with her companionship.*  I'm not going to get sappy here on the blog because it would tarnish my image as a tough, no-frills man's man. So I'll just mention that I'm a really lucky man to have such a dynamic, strong woman in my life.** *Well...actually, it's tomorrow, but schedules dictated that today would be the day to celebrate.  **</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114056621489019441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114056621489019441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114056621489019441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114056621489019441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/three-years.html' title='Three Years'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114049913335966039</id><published>2006-02-20T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:18:53.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogroll</title><summary type='text'>Swiched some shit around over there.  Added some friends that weren't up there (and I know there's more still) and took some down that stopped blogging (boo).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114049913335966039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114049913335966039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114049913335966039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114049913335966039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/blogroll.html' title='Blogroll'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114045835726349494</id><published>2006-02-20T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:45:37.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwback Funk</title><summary type='text'>For the funkily inclined, this post will get you started digging into the best of the retro-funk outfits that are exploding all over the place these days. Now, we ain't talkin' about the KC and the Sunshine Band variety of "funk." It's also not on the James Brown tip, though there are exceptions to that rule here and there. There won't be much in the way of Clintonian (George, not Bill) space </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114045835726349494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114045835726349494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114045835726349494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114045835726349494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/throwback-funk.html' title='Throwback Funk'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114011812109495876</id><published>2006-02-16T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:28:41.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance Begets Confidence</title><summary type='text'>I recently had a conversation with my roommate that made me think of this chunk of text from Darwin.  Then I ran into the quotation again, so I decided to pass it along. [I]gnorance more frequently begets confidence than          does knowledge: it is those who know little, and not those who know much,          who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved          by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114011812109495876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114011812109495876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114011812109495876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114011812109495876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/ignorance-begets-confidence.html' title='Ignorance Begets Confidence'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114004857875327522</id><published>2006-02-15T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:09:38.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Blogging</title><summary type='text'>Should I do more of it?  I enjoy it and will probably do it with more frequency in the future, but I'm wondering if anyone who reads this thing finds it interesting.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114004857875327522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114004857875327522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114004857875327522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114004857875327522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/music-blogging.html' title='Music Blogging'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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-6030464.post-114004756498517363</id><published>2006-02-15T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:16:05.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulatu Astatke</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I had an afternoon with not much going on.  So I did what I often do on such afternoons and wandered down to the nearby locally owned and operated, independent video store and rented a movie.  I then walked through my pleasant neighborhood to the local small-scale grocer, picked up some whole wheat pasta and some cilantro pesto, returned to my apartment, and boiled and tossed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/feeds/114004756498517363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6030464&amp;postID=114004756498517363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114004756498517363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6030464/posts/default/114004756498517363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbagged.blogspot.com/2006/02/mulatu-astatke.html' title='Mulatu Astatke'/><author><name>Tbag</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04045655060935142528</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>
