<?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-2576457136884919017</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:37:31.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules of Thumb</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8419541236426172646</id><published>2010-03-11T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:42:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://himynameisdaniel.tumblr.com"&gt;http://himynameisdaniel.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8419541236426172646?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8419541236426172646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8419541236426172646' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8419541236426172646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8419541236426172646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2010/03/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5181225125164838568</id><published>2010-03-09T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:23:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What gives?</title><content type='html'>So this blog has been dying a slow, painful death as of late. Gone are my side-splitting jokes, witty insights on life and self-indulgent humour. "What gives?" you ask. "I DEMAND SIDE-SPLITTING JOKES, WITTY INSIGHTS ON LIFE AND SELF-INDULGENT HUMOUR," you yell (very loudly, I might add). Well, I am afraid that those will be in short supply for a long time to come, as far as I can tell. Life has only gotten busier and busier since SPM ended, and by the looks of things, it isn't letting up very soon. I realized last night as I was lying in bed that I no longer have the luxury of sitting around to think anymore. Granted, I didn't have it back in Form 5 either, it just didn't bother me as much. And along with my contemplation time has gone my inspiration to blog, and patience to sit down and write and rewrite blog posts until they are just right (hence the sloppiness of this post) (also it's 12:19AM and I don't feel very much like a perfectionist at this hour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, here's what has been keeping me from blogging as of late:&lt;br /&gt;- College&lt;br /&gt;- Church&lt;br /&gt;- Band stuff; 2(?) gigs this month, a new member and a new instrument for me&lt;br /&gt;- College&lt;br /&gt;- Driving&lt;br /&gt;- College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I have your attention, I will take another chance to flaunt this thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs240.snc3/22739_1324454786328_1079612988_959268_847615_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5181225125164838568?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5181225125164838568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5181225125164838568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5181225125164838568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5181225125164838568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-gives.html' title='What gives?'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7816143509184538569</id><published>2010-02-07T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:59:10.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post of The Year.</title><content type='html'>And about time too, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College has been.. busy, to say the least. Loads to do, but I can safely say that I'm having a good time. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs195.snc3/20276_289460904395_742089395_3183588_4569053_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is very, very win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that I'd have loads to say after a month of silence, but you'd be wrong. Or maybe I just don't know where to start. But I have homework to do so you'll have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7816143509184538569?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7816143509184538569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7816143509184538569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7816143509184538569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7816143509184538569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-post-of-year_07.html' title='First Post of The Year.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3093535888737601133</id><published>2009-12-23T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:12:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been.. a very eventful nine days.</title><content type='html'>The last nine days have been crazy. Really crazy. I'd tell you more about it, but there's so much to say that you'd probably lose me halfway. But I will tell you one thing that's been happened: Kaki Dilemma is here to stay. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think of a better way to end the decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3093535888737601133?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3093535888737601133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3093535888737601133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3093535888737601133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3093535888737601133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-been-very-eventful-nine-days.html' title='It has been.. a very eventful nine days.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-676265472459127241</id><published>2009-12-12T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:50:33.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At around this time of year, it's almost obligatory for fresh school leavers to write posts along the lines of the ending of one chapter and the beginning of another, and similar such things. Apparently, I am not very different from the masses, so here goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondary school has been good to me. Both of them. As much as I despise the education system, frankly, education has rather taken the backseat for the past five years. I'm not saying that this is how things should be, merely that this is how things were. There are those who will say that they cannot wait to move on from secondary school, but I am not one of them. I'm sure I will come to miss it in years to come, and probably sooner than even &lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;think. So if you're reading this, you're probably one of the people who has helped shape my secondary school life to become what it is. Yes, even if you happen to be among people I hate. And for that service, I thank you.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a chapter it's been, eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-676265472459127241?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/676265472459127241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=676265472459127241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/676265472459127241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/676265472459127241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-again.html' title='Hello again.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5376021937665081417</id><published>2009-12-06T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:03:49.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like being called "fuck face".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/1714/loh.png"&gt;This is by far the most gangsta challenge ever.&lt;/a&gt; I'm not sure exactly what I did to provoke him, or if he was having PMS or something, but.. well. Yeah. Gangsta. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know what? He was so serious that HE REMOVED ME FROM HIS FRIENDS LIST? :O CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I'M A DEAD MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel Loh, if you're reading this, I've called your bluff. Take your best shot, fat man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5376021937665081417?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5376021937665081417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5376021937665081417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5376021937665081417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5376021937665081417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-like-being-called-fuck-face.html' title='I don&apos;t like being called &quot;fuck face&quot;.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7733321764794395471</id><published>2009-12-03T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:46:21.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, you know what?</title><content type='html'>SPM is really different than I expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7733321764794395471?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7733321764794395471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7733321764794395471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7733321764794395471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7733321764794395471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-you-know-what.html' title='Hey, you know what?'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2390339138554482335</id><published>2009-11-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:52:15.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prose ftw.</title><content type='html'>Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;Suck at poetry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2390339138554482335?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2390339138554482335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2390339138554482335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2390339138554482335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2390339138554482335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/11/prose-ftw.html' title='Prose ftw.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8280004218360561973</id><published>2009-11-11T20:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:41:13.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three cheers for premature excitement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post-SPM To-Do List (in no order of importance):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Video games.&lt;div&gt;- Build my effects pedal-board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nerf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Finish all the books I've bought but have yet to read, and then buy some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Movies. A whole bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Catch up with some old school mates, most likely over video games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sleep all day, and then stay of ALL night, for one night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Get some good jamming sessions done. It's been waaaay too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Rock-climbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Video games to play:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Modern Warfare 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Street Fighter 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Call of Duty 5 (NAZI ZOMBIES)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Books to read:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Godfather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- And Another Thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Protector's War&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Infected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Twilight (I kid you not. I'm finishing this terrible book)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movies to watch: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Inglorious Basterds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saving Private Ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- District 9 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The original Star Wars trilogy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Red Dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 2012 (PETER CHAO HERE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This list will be added to as I continue to build up on premature excitement and think of more things. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8280004218360561973?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8280004218360561973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8280004218360561973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8280004218360561973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8280004218360561973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-cheers-for-premature-excitement.html' title='Three cheers for premature excitement.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7213742718269380700</id><published>2009-10-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:08:17.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm too sexy for a car, too sexy for a car, too sexy by far.</title><content type='html'>That&amp;#39;s what I&amp;#39;m telling myself until I get my license.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7213742718269380700?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7213742718269380700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7213742718269380700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7213742718269380700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7213742718269380700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-too-sexy-for-car-too-sexy-for-car.html' title='I&apos;m too sexy for a car, too sexy for a car, too sexy by far.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2153976437794153366</id><published>2009-10-22T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:05:28.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, remember when I used to be in bed by this time every night? Yeah. Good times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2153976437794153366?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2153976437794153366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2153976437794153366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2153976437794153366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2153976437794153366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-remember-when-i-used-to-be-in-bed.html' title='Hey, remember when I used to be in bed by this time every night? Yeah. Good times.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1276604656666598957</id><published>2009-10-19T00:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:44:29.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't lie to you; This post is totally plagiarized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how Ekans backwards is "snake", 'cos he's a snake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttEjv5uD2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/9bgV9C0de_M/s1600-h/ekans.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttEjv5uD2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/9bgV9C0de_M/s200/ekans.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980359650971490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttEu97onvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tMS7vfepjK4/s1600-h/snake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttEu97onvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tMS7vfepjK4/s200/snake.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980552395661042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..And Arbok is "cobra" backwards, because he's a cobra?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttE1UjIlQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/btrCy4kVZu4/s1600-h/arbok.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttE1UjIlQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/btrCy4kVZu4/s200/arbok.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980661546128642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFNE6W0KI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8PUMcWkS9is/s1600-h/cobra.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFNE6W0KI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8PUMcWkS9is/s200/cobra.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981069665423522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. What's Muk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFa7DT7AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vsDGq_HgjYQ/s1600-h/muk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFa7DT7AI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vsDGq_HgjYQ/s200/muk.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981307536796674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFksdnvpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s2XIQ1YKyHY/s1600-h/mukk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttFksdnvpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/s2XIQ1YKyHY/s200/mukk.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981475419307666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1276604656666598957?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1276604656666598957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1276604656666598957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1276604656666598957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1276604656666598957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wont-lie-to-you-this-post-is-totally.html' title='Muk?'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SttEjv5uD2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/9bgV9C0de_M/s72-c/ekans.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6773672041492070459</id><published>2009-10-18T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:40:26.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round One. FIGHT!</title><content type='html'>I dug up my old Street Fighter Zero disc today. So many memories. :&amp;#39;)&lt;p&gt;Birdie still rates as the #1 most hilariously-named character. They think up a huge, black punk character and they decide that they should call him Birdie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6773672041492070459?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6773672041492070459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6773672041492070459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6773672041492070459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6773672041492070459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/10/round-one-fight.html' title='Round One. FIGHT!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7253033734389031241</id><published>2009-10-17T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:23:24.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m not dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7253033734389031241?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7253033734389031241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7253033734389031241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7253033734389031241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7253033734389031241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2454945266006123392</id><published>2009-09-29T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:44:01.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Chings of energy.</title><content type='html'>If more great scientists were Chinese, we'd have Chings and Shuns instead of Newtons and Pascals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2454945266006123392?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2454945266006123392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2454945266006123392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2454945266006123392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2454945266006123392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/5-chings-of-energy.html' title='5 Chings of energy.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5624553693801688752</id><published>2009-09-27T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:05:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A true exercise in futility.</title><content type='html'>If you've been reading the news lately, you'd have heard about the &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/9/23/nation/4762147&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;dissatisfaction among Singaporeans after our Tourism Minister staked claim to various traditional dishes&lt;/a&gt;. Since Malaysians aren't the type to gawk on the sidelines of a good fight (We only do that at road accidents), some started &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/9/24/nation/4774671&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;fighting&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/9/25/nation/20090925210615&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;back&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So honestly, does it really matter so much whether your food originated from our country or theirs? I know&lt;i&gt; I've &lt;/i&gt;never stopped to think about it when I order a cheeseburger. And you know what? I don't think they have, either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think reading the news is making me a cynic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5624553693801688752?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5624553693801688752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5624553693801688752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5624553693801688752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5624553693801688752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-exercise-in-futility.html' title='A true exercise in futility.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2446798377419354709</id><published>2009-09-25T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:08:21.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O HAI.</title><content type='html'>So Chem tuition's been cancelled last-minute, and all of a sudden I have two hours of free time on my lap. How great is that? So, quick updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My bass amp has been busted for a while now. D:&lt;br /&gt;- I've started reading novels again. I am relieved.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm back on my feet and running again. Let's hope I don't fracture anything else.&lt;br /&gt;- I bought The Resistance. Woo, legal music.&lt;br /&gt;- My hair is longer than usual. (Yes, this is a big deal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can tell, life is uneventful. I like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Also: &lt;/b&gt;Guess The Song is now updated, and more fiendishly difficult than ever. Have at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2446798377419354709?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2446798377419354709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2446798377419354709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2446798377419354709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2446798377419354709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-hai.html' title='O HAI.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-449341025967545051</id><published>2009-09-22T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:16:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled.</title><content type='html'>When your dreams includes waking up on a school day, putting your alarm on snooze and going back to bed, something is clearly not right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-449341025967545051?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/449341025967545051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=449341025967545051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/449341025967545051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/449341025967545051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/troubled.html' title='Troubled.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2964973896158264604</id><published>2009-09-17T21:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:36:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Context.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, a friend of mine lost his father. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that really just shoves things into context, y'know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hearing the news yesterday evening, I was sitting on my bed thinking about things and it really hit me that people (myself included) are placing priority on things that really shouldn't be important at all. You've probably heard by now about the Kanye West/Taylor Swift incident the VMAs. Of course you have; Everyone has. What perplexes me is the sheer amount of people I know who are so passionately angry at Kanye after hearing the news. Is it honestly so important that Kanye is a jerk? If I broke it to them that my friend lost his dad, in all likelihood all they'd do is go "Oh" and the conversation would move on. In comparison to how they reacted to the VMAs, that's just really messed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, these people don't know my friend personally, and neither did they know his dad. But do they know Kanye or Taylor? Probably not. And come on, even Taylor Swift would tell you that losing her father would be infinitely more grievous that what happened to her at the VMAs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is my message getting through here? 'Cos I really don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2964973896158264604?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2964973896158264604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2964973896158264604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2964973896158264604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2964973896158264604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/context.html' title='Context.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5950301753094971428</id><published>2009-09-13T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:06:32.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The new place:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sqz8J7zuRWI/AAAAAAAAADk/qvHHTl46A2Q/s1600-h/newplace.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sqz8J7zuRWI/AAAAAAAAADk/qvHHTl46A2Q/s400/newplace.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380952902404556130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5950301753094971428?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5950301753094971428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5950301753094971428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5950301753094971428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5950301753094971428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/also.html' title='Also.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sqz8J7zuRWI/AAAAAAAAADk/qvHHTl46A2Q/s72-c/newplace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1490728314276278695</id><published>2009-09-13T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:58:09.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About freaking time.</title><content type='html'>Just one week to go 'till trials are over. Thank goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1490728314276278695?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1490728314276278695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1490728314276278695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1490728314276278695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1490728314276278695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/about-freaking-time.html' title='About freaking time.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1242716952652369683</id><published>2009-09-08T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:36:44.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Long Way To The Top.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SqUu01CfqaI/AAAAAAAAADU/rcpD5D2qIj0/s1600-h/Picture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SqUu01CfqaI/AAAAAAAAADU/rcpD5D2qIj0/s320/Picture+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378756815089543586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yep, so there's my funds jar for a &lt;a href="http://bass-guitars.musiciansfriend.com/product/Fender-Mustang-Bass?sku=511012"&gt;Fender Mustang bass&lt;/a&gt;. So far I have RM250 in notes, and about a kilogram (probably more) of coins. I've got some ways to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1242716952652369683?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1242716952652369683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1242716952652369683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1242716952652369683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1242716952652369683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-long-way-to-top.html' title='It&apos;s A Long Way To The Top.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SqUu01CfqaI/AAAAAAAAADU/rcpD5D2qIj0/s72-c/Picture+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3820956833230989169</id><published>2009-09-07T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:00:26.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for not doing any proper updates, but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/08/31/gangsta-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_4999791" title="fail-owned-gangsta-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/08/fail-owned-gangsta-fail.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3820956833230989169?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3820956833230989169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3820956833230989169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3820956833230989169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3820956833230989169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-for-not-doing-any-proper-updates.html' title='Sorry for not doing any proper updates, but..'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6058426211846499734</id><published>2009-08-31T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:28:18.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All together for the last time in a little while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img180.imageshack.us/img180/8255/58551235852315467040815.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6058426211846499734?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6058426211846499734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6058426211846499734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6058426211846499734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6058426211846499734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-together-for-last-time-in-little.html' title='All together for the last time in a little while.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6631395754383444608</id><published>2009-08-28T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:22:30.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1&gt;Yeah. That's about it, really. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6631395754383444608?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6631395754383444608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6631395754383444608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6631395754383444608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6631395754383444608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/ho-hum.html' title='Ho hum.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7849295280048806418</id><published>2009-08-19T18:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:37:04.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If ever I needed a personality test to tell me about myself, this would be the one I'd take.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;iPersonic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sensitive Doer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive Doers are gentle, modest and reserved persons. They cope well with everyday life and like their privacy. With their quiet, optimistic nature, they are also good, sought-after listeners and other people feel well in their company. All in all, this type is the most likeable and friendliest of all personality types. Tolerance and heir regard for others distinguish their personality. They are very caring, generous and always willing to help. They are open to and interested in everything that is new or unknown to them. However, if their inner value system or their sense of justice is hurt, Sensitive Doers can suddenly and surprisingly become forceful and assertive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive Doers enjoy the comforts life offers to the full. They are very happy in everyday life. Sensitive Doers are often gifted artists or very good craftsmen. Creativity, imagination and an especially keen perception are just a few of their strong points. Sensitive Doers are very presence-oriented; long-term planning and preparations do not appeal to them. They take life as it comes and react flexibly to daily demands. They do not like too much routine and predictability. Their talents come more to the fore when work processes are variable and there are not so many rules. Sensitive Doers like to work alone; if they are part of a team, they do not get involved in competitive or power games and prefer living and working together harmoniously and openly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive Doers are completely satisfied with a small, close circle of friends as their need for social contacts is not very marked. Here, too, they avoid conflicts - quarrels and disputes put considerable strain on them. Sensitive Doers are often very fond of animals and are very good with small children. As partner, this type is loyal and reliable and is willing to invest a lot in a relationship. Mutual respect and tolerance are very important to Sensitive Doers. Their love of pleasure makes them a pleasant companion with whom one can experience intensive moments. They like to look after their partner with attentiveness and small gifts and are very sensitive to the partner’s needs - often more than to their own. However, should they meet the wrong person, they run the risk of being taken advantage of. They are then deeply disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjectives which describe your type: introverted, practical, emotional, spontaneous, sensitive, peace-loving, reserved, gentle, good-natured, independent, empathetic, friendly, playful, carefree, sympathetic, relaxed, quiet, modest, pleasure-loving, loyal, obliging, caring, helpful, optimistic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take it, and tell me what you get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7849295280048806418?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7849295280048806418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7849295280048806418' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7849295280048806418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7849295280048806418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-ever-i-needed-personality-test-to.html' title='If ever I needed a personality test to tell me about myself, this would be the one I&apos;d take.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4182356461532217851</id><published>2009-08-16T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:48:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man does not live on bread alone. Man needs good music to go with said bread. THEN it's a good time.</title><content type='html'>They say that the way to a man&amp;#39;s heart is through his stomach, but for me it&amp;#39;s through my ears.&lt;p&gt;Female musicians are ftw.&lt;p&gt;Right, I&amp;#39;m going back to Physics. Kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4182356461532217851?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4182356461532217851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4182356461532217851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4182356461532217851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4182356461532217851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/man-does-not-live-on-bread-alone-man.html' title='Man does not live on bread alone. Man needs good music to go with said bread. THEN it&apos;s a good time.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6392738636751507797</id><published>2009-08-15T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:05:07.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance may or may not be bliss, but it sure is fun.</title><content type='html'>As kids, everyone thinks that radiation is glowing neon green in colour, and that you'll become the Hulk or Spiderman if you manage to get your hands on some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then education comes around and ruins everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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fun.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-749108023284773646</id><published>2009-08-13T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:31:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Your Hamster Into A Fighting Machine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2019/614/1600/hamster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-749108023284773646?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7209150638930187708</id><published>2009-08-13T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:10:35.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep plz.</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading through at least 1/7 of the whole Chem syllabus in one night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7209150638930187708?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7209150638930187708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7209150638930187708' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sn_pPw86ToI/AAAAAAAAADM/TBa2qJo9Tfg/s1600-h/badboyz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sn_pPw86ToI/AAAAAAAAADM/TBa2qJo9Tfg/s320/badboyz.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368265737896611458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you can't read it from the picture, that door says "bad boyz". Now, I'm not entirely sure what a bad boyz car is, but I'm sure as heck that THAT car is not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sn_nEFSCULI/AAAAAAAAADE/VsKhxVXFozk/s1600-h/Image041-708617.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-9203046293197820716?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/9203046293197820716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=9203046293197820716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9203046293197820716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9203046293197820716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Man, those wheels be illin&apos;.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Sn_pPw86ToI/AAAAAAAAADM/TBa2qJo9Tfg/s72-c/badboyz.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6722992126916145715</id><published>2009-08-08T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:56:00.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a cripple!</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't already know, I fractured my left foot yesterday on the 5th metatarsal while playing basketball. I'm on a crutch right now, but my foot is healing really well. The doctor said I should be on crutches for 3 weeks, but I can limp around crutch-less as it is. Still, I'll be sticking to the crutch for a while just in case my crutch-less limping makes this worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6722992126916145715?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6722992126916145715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6722992126916145715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6722992126916145715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6722992126916145715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-cripple.html' title='I&apos;m a cripple!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5830315531263803378</id><published>2009-08-05T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:59:26.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was only a matter of time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pocketgamer.co.uk/r/iPhone/Passion/news.asp?c=14681"&gt;"iPhone app measures sexual prowess."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5830315531263803378?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5830315531263803378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5830315531263803378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5830315531263803378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5830315531263803378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-only-matter-of-time.html' title='It was only a matter of time.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7331675540423344549</id><published>2009-08-03T18:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:15:16.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick update.</title><content type='html'>A quick summary of what's been going on for the past so-and-so amount of time: &lt;br /&gt;- My band made auditions for DJ's prom. Not sure if we're auditioning for any other schools. Song suggestions, anyone? &lt;br /&gt;- I've started taking studies (a little more) seriously, which is why I'm now online (and blogging) less.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm doing some parkour now, which means that I'm now also taking my exercise and diet more seriously, because no one wants broken limbs. That means regular workouts and a protein-, carbohydrate- and calcium-heavy diet.  &lt;br /&gt;- We played a gig last Saturday: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAzrNrnwwg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cAzrNrnwwg8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy with this song in particular, since I really like the song and we only practised it as a full band for 20 minutes(?) and still pulled it off pretty well. Epic. The sound quality (I'm not sure if it was the mic, the hall or the camera) is sadly not as epic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that list makes me realize that I haven't been living a very interesting life as of late. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7331675540423344549?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7331675540423344549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7331675540423344549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7331675540423344549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7331675540423344549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-update.html' title='A quick update.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6550001077612084748</id><published>2009-08-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:39:45.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember when I used to update regularly? Yeah. Good times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6550001077612084748?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6550001077612084748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6550001077612084748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6550001077612084748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6550001077612084748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-when-i-used-to-update.html' title='Remember when I used to update regularly? Yeah. Good times.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-63026162400475012</id><published>2009-07-25T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:55:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're taking our relationship to the next level.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Smsq_JAWDNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/STOSStCoYIk/s1600-h/Image037-740064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Smsq_JAWDNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/STOSStCoYIk/s320/Image037-740064.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362427045552196818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yes, the shirt is mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-63026162400475012?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/63026162400475012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=63026162400475012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/63026162400475012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/63026162400475012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-taking-our-relationship-to-next.html' title='We&apos;re taking our relationship to the next level.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/Smsq_JAWDNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/STOSStCoYIk/s72-c/Image037-740064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1157227672120878519</id><published>2009-07-20T17:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:13:12.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid motorists.</title><content type='html'>Today, I was trying to get across the street on my bike. I saw an approaching car further down the street and figured I'd have enough time to cross if the driver had the common courtesy of slowing down for pedestrians. But you guessed it; When I was halfway across the street, I realized that this guy had not in fact slowed down and proceeded to come to a near halt right in front of me to give me the finger and yell at me from inside his car, all the while blaring his stupid horn. Of course, he couldn't slow down to let the cyclist pass, but could slow down to yell at said cyclist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorists can be such jerks. I hope petrol goes up to 5 bucks a litre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1157227672120878519?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1157227672120878519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1157227672120878519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1157227672120878519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1157227672120878519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-motorists.html' title='Stupid motorists.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4955639500496005606</id><published>2009-07-19T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T17:58:14.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>In the not-too-distant future, the world's population will be so dense that governments will no longer need/want every married couple to procreate, and prospective mums and dads will have to take qualifying exams before being allowed to have kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4955639500496005606?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4955639500496005606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4955639500496005606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4955639500496005606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4955639500496005606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-not-too-distant-future-worlds.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7826468329462984199</id><published>2009-07-13T18:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:55:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling good.</title><content type='html'>Today at school, I was ambushed with not one, but &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; cakes. One from my classmates and one from the CF people, both within an hour. And what an hour it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate cake (of course), got smeared in said cake, shaved with a ruler and got drenched. I'm not sure about you, but that makes a good hour for me. And while I have your attention, I'd like to say a tremendous thank you to all my friends who made my birthday this year my best one yet, and also to all the other random well-wishers who came around to get at the cake. I'm not sure what I did to deserve this, but whatever it was, I'm glad I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To everyone who wished me a good one, I have this to say: It was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7826468329462984199?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7826468329462984199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7826468329462984199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7826468329462984199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7826468329462984199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-good.html' title='Feeling good.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-9206667641895922846</id><published>2009-07-12T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:05:57.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O HAI.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SlmZZcNt-VI/AAAAAAAAACs/vtNi5pTgj-o/s1600-h/Image036-757129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SlmZZcNt-VI/AAAAAAAAACs/vtNi5pTgj-o/s320/Image036-757129.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357481894083426642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;quot;Wut? I din fall daon, I iz juz resting.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-9206667641895922846?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/9206667641895922846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=9206667641895922846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9206667641895922846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9206667641895922846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-hai.html' title='O HAI.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SlmZZcNt-VI/AAAAAAAAACs/vtNi5pTgj-o/s72-c/Image036-757129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8889577563146928529</id><published>2009-07-12T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:51:01.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Further Proof of Awesomeness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/275/adriansbirthday.png" width="90%" length="90%"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8889577563146928529?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8889577563146928529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8889577563146928529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8889577563146928529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8889577563146928529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/further-proof-of-awesomeness.html' title='Further Proof of Awesomeness.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4184171123667785816</id><published>2009-07-11T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:40:13.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad state of affairs.</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me reasonable well will know that I rarely take any interest in our country's politics. Recently, however, our dear leaders have made &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/7/8/nation/20090708144354&amp;sec=nation"&gt;one of their stupidest decisions in a good while&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short of an armed coup, the best we can do is voice our opinions as best we can. Take a minute to &lt;a href="http://chedet.co.cc/chedetblog/2009/07/the-teaching-of-maths-and-scie.html"&gt;vote on Dr. Mahathir's blog&lt;/a&gt; and your voice just might be heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4184171123667785816?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4184171123667785816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4184171123667785816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4184171123667785816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4184171123667785816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/anyone-who-knows-me-reasonable-well.html' title='A sad state of affairs.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5131142143772873289</id><published>2009-07-07T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:55:00.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living to play live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4lbGPfzF2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4lbGPfzF2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/saXvXzGsoZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/saXvXzGsoZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, if you hear any mistakes, it's just bad sound quality. Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5131142143772873289?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5131142143772873289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5131142143772873289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5131142143772873289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5131142143772873289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/living-to-play-live.html' title='Living to play live.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3273101882858104844</id><published>2009-07-06T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:23:03.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day.</title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;Parents have speculated that there is no correlation between character and ball-juggling.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;-Wikipedia, on &lt;i&gt;Khidmat Negara&lt;/i&gt;'s Character-Building Module.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3273101882858104844?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3273101882858104844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3273101882858104844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3273101882858104844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3273101882858104844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6176020165064790802</id><published>2009-07-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:05:16.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know.</title><content type='html'>Today's gig was definitely our best one so far, and by quite a bit, too. Pictures and/or video sometime in the foreseeable future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6176020165064790802?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6176020165064790802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6176020165064790802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6176020165064790802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6176020165064790802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5850440790585826980</id><published>2009-06-30T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:00:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img199.imageshack.us/img199/1484/dscn4006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5850440790585826980?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5850440790585826980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5850440790585826980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5850440790585826980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5850440790585826980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/dammit.html' title='Dammit.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8170727326050586283</id><published>2009-06-29T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:36:34.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pb9Mptc_ATI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pb9Mptc_ATI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I needed for my dry spell of bass inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8170727326050586283?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8170727326050586283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8170727326050586283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8170727326050586283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8170727326050586283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/woah.html' title='Woah.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2666246194683157532</id><published>2009-06-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:12:50.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, decisions.</title><content type='html'>It's so difficult to decide between electric guitar and bass guitar. When I grow up, I'm going to live in a van full of so many of both that it won't even be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it'll just be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2666246194683157532?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2666246194683157532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2666246194683157532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2666246194683157532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2666246194683157532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, decisions.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7229889596767140958</id><published>2009-06-26T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:44:22.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest I forget.</title><content type='html'>Rest in peace, Michael. You've been hit by the smoothest criminal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7229889596767140958?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7229889596767140958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7229889596767140958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7229889596767140958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7229889596767140958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/lest-i-forget.html' title='Lest I forget.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-105504447219858333</id><published>2009-06-26T19:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:40:42.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the sexiest guitars ever made.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_eoc59yJ9yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_eoc59yJ9yU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, John 5 looks kinda strange. But I need his guitar. Alder body (a rarity in Squiers) , 22 frets, pick-up toggle switch on top, and to top it all off, a price-tag of less than 400USD. Looks like Squier's really stepping up their game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-105504447219858333?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/105504447219858333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=105504447219858333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/105504447219858333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/105504447219858333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/woah-squier-huh.html' title='One of the sexiest guitars ever made.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3688972907445699194</id><published>2009-06-25T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:39:42.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time in a while..</title><content type='html'>I simply have nothing to say. Imagine that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3688972907445699194?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3688972907445699194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3688972907445699194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3688972907445699194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3688972907445699194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-first-time-in-while.html' title='For the first time in a while..'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6450724113411496544</id><published>2009-06-21T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:07:37.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end is nigh!</title><content type='html'>If you replace every mention of H1N1/swine flu in the newspapers with "zombie infection", you'd probably freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you looking at me like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6450724113411496544?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6450724113411496544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6450724113411496544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6450724113411496544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6450724113411496544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-is-nigh.html' title='The end is nigh!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6080077505276618309</id><published>2009-06-20T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:46:28.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with these people?</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"So.. a lot of gay dudes ah?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people say that when I tell them that I used to attend a boys school. And just about every time I feel like punching them square in the mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6080077505276618309?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6080077505276618309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6080077505276618309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6080077505276618309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6080077505276618309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/ignorance-is-stupid-not-bliss-mostly.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with these people?'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4518950124292091463</id><published>2009-06-17T19:51:00.049+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:05:59.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess The Song: The Sequel</title><content type='html'>I did not put my list on shuffle. I just picked the more obscure songs (some much more so than others) and put 'em up here. Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm just going to keep adding to this list. Indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE: As of #84, I'm no longer using the only the first lines of songs. Any line goes. And since I'm doing that, I can now repeat songs. Have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the drill. Googling will have you banz0red 4ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esfern: 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justine: 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daph: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanna: 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooi Giap: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luke: 3&lt;br /&gt;Yoong Tat: 4&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Banz0red for cheating&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep answers to the comments section of this post from now own, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1. She reads a book from across the street, waiting for someone that she'll never meet&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. Come here, please hold my hand, Lord, now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3. On a cobweb, afternoon, in a room full of emptiness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4. Grab the bull by the horn, the old addage goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5. Shoulda been, coulda been, woulda been dead if I didn't get the message goin' to my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;6. Blame it on what you've been through, blame it on what you're into; Blame it on your religions, blame it on politicians&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;7. What's with these homies dissin' my girl, why do they gotta front&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;8. She's a loaded gun, in my shaking hands; Am I in hell or the promised land&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;9. There must be some kind of way out of here, said the joker to the thief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;10. Loaded like a freight train, flying like an aeroplane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;11. I never thought I'd die alone, I laughed the loudest, who'd have known &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;12. Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;13. Brian, you get top marks for not tryin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;14. I'll try, she said as she walked away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;15. Link it to the world, link it to yourself, stretch it like a birth squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;16. Sit back, mattter fact, sit back, matter of fact, teasing, toying, turning, chatting, charming, hissing, playin' the crowd&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;17. My child arrived just the other day, came to the world in the usual way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;18. Rejected since day one, my name is bastard son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;19. I took her out, it was a Friday night; I wore cologne to get the feeling right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;20. She works at Hot Topic, his heart microscopic; She thinks that it's love, but to him it's sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;21. Yeah yeah, have you heard the news today; People right across the world are pledging they will play the game&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;22. Welcome to the real world, she said to me, condescendingly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;23. As he came into the window, it was the sound of a crescendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;24. Long long long long time ago, before the rain, before the snow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;25. We roll tonight, to the guitar bite; Stand up and be counted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;26. Push it out, fake a smile, avert disaster just in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;27. I almost got drunk in school at fourteen where I almost made out with the homecoming queen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;28. I see your sister in her Sunday dress; She's out to please, she pouts her best&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;29. Oh no, it happened again; She's cool, she's hot, she's my friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;30. Can't stop, addicted to the shindig&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;31. Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;32. It's a crime, you let it happen to me; Nevermind, I'll let it happen to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;33. Hey mom, there's something in the backroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;34. You and I in a little toy shop, buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;35. There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;36. Save me from this prison, Lord help me get away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;37. Oh where, oh where could my baby be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;38. I talk to you every now and then, never felt so alone again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;39. Drivin' around, I've got my baby and my top down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;40. I've exposed your lies, baby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;41. I feel insane every single time I'm asked to compromise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Six bottles went down the drain, one hour's a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;43. Hello, good morning, how you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;44. Some people think they're always right, others are quiet and uptight&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;45. She was a fast machine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;46. Hey, J-j-jaded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;47. Someone falls to pieces, sleeping all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daph&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;48. Another long quiet night, another long quiet lonely night&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;49. They're gonna clean up your looks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;50. Oh no, I just keep on falling, back to the same old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Silly girl, I think I got a thing for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;52. Since the moment I spotted you, like walking around with little wings on my shoes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;53. End of passion play, crumbling away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;55. Load up on guns, bring your friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Never understood how she could mean so little to so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;57. I'm so happy, 'cause today I found my friends &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;58. Fine, I understand, okay with me, if that's the plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;59. If I had my own world, I'd fill it with wealth and desire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;60. Bleeding thoughts, cracking boulder, don't fall over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;61. Somebody's Heiney is crowning my icebox &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;62. Now that she's back in the atmosphere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;63. Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;64. Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;65. Come ride with me through the veins of history &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;66. I through with standing in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;67. My baby's on the level&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. This is the place where all the junkies go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;69. When I wake in the morning, I want to blow into pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;70. Where I come from isn't all that great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;71. I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;72. I could stay awake just to hear you breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;73. Ssh, be quiet, you might piss somebody off&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;74. Yeah, you know I did it, it's over and I feel fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;75. It's Christmas eve and I've only wrapped two #*%@ing presents&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;76. Four years, you think for sure; That's all you've got to endure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;77. What is that, Cristal?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Can't you see how easily I'm bothered by persistence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;79. I'm in the business of misery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;80. Livin' easy, livin' free&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;81. Days swiftly come and go, I'm dreaming of her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;82. Gonna make a change for once in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;83. Look at all those fancy clothes, but these gonna keep us warm just like those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;84. No one's going to take me alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;85. You've had to much to think, now you need a wife&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;86. Music the great communicator, use two sticks to make it in the nature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;87. A day late, a buck short, I'm writing the report&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I keep a journal of memories, I'm feeling lonely, I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;89. Somewhere we live inside, somewhere we live inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;90. Born in the north and sworn to entertain ya, 'Cause I'm down for the state of Pennsylvania &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;91. When the Zetas fill the skies, will our leaders tell us why?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;92. Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Going down for the time, my friends are gonna be there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;94. Keep fishin' if you feel it's true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. He's a freak of nature but we love him so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;96. Far away from the memories of the people who care if I live or die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;97. Unbreak me, unchain me; I need another chance to live&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Something's wrong, this is gonna shock them&lt;br /&gt;99. Next stop on the KLM; Two lips and a sturdy stem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;100. Welcome to the fallout, wellcome to resistance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;101. And there's a light on, heavy glow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;102. Went well for a week or two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;103. Now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;104. It's hard to wake up when the shades have been pulled shut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. He made it out with a bullet in his back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;106. And it's the thousandth time and it's even bolder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;107. Yeah it's holding me, morphing me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;108. Space may be the final frontier but it's made in a Hollywood basement&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;109. I'mma do the things that I wanna do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;110. The present curriculum, I put my fist in 'em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Like violence, you kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;112. All I have is on the floor divided&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;113. She was looking kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;114. I could change my life to better suit your mood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;115. It grows in bunches, I've got my hunches; It's the best, beats the rest; Cellular, modular, interactivodular&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;116. I fear I might break, and I fear I can't take it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. Lot of knots, lot of snags; Lot of holes, lot of cracks, lot of crags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;118. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;119. They print my message in the Saturday Sun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;120. No need here for the silly games&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Sometimes, I wish that I was the weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;122. I'm gonna try anything to just feel better&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yoong Tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;123. She's got a brick wall behind her door&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esfern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;124. Come and get it, lost it at the city limit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;125. One night at the disco, I wanted to dance slow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;126. Way up here, we stand on shoulders, growing colder &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;127. See, people, they don't understand; No, girlfriends, they can't understand&lt;br /&gt;128. We're going and I'm never knowing, never knowing where we're going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;129. The faster we're falling, we're stopping and stalling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;130. Don't want to hear about it; Every single one's got a story to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;131. Turning through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;132. It's been a long time since I rock-and-rolled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. Neon lights, Nobel Prize; When a leader speaks, that leader dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;134. There's a million other girls who do it just like you, looking as innocent as possible to who &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;135. She's a pretty girl; She's always falling down, and I think I just fell in love with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daph&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;136. But even when I turn it off and blame myself the outcome feels the same&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;137. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;e to get busy, such a lot to do; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;"&gt;Building and fixing till it's good as new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;138. She had fire in her soul; It was easy to see how the Devil himself could be pulled out of me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;Calvin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;139. I've got a bad disease, but from my brain is where I bleed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;140. Down with the moral majority&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141. Gettin' robbed, gettin' stoned, gettin' beat up, broken boned&lt;br /&gt;142. I get knocked down, but I get up again; You're never gonna keep me down&lt;br /&gt;143. Slow ride, take it easy&lt;br /&gt;144. Keep you in the dark, you know they all pretend&lt;br /&gt;145. We got everything you want, honey we know the names&lt;br /&gt;146. Just an urchin livin' under the street, I'm a tough case that's hard to beat&lt;br /&gt;147. Back and forth, the struggle consumes us all, trying to keep a level head&lt;br /&gt;148. &lt;span class="description"&gt;In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found&lt;br /&gt;149. I'm just out to find the better part of me&lt;br /&gt;150. Hey you, hey you, Devil's little sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151. I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol' pile of them bones&lt;br /&gt;152. My baby, she's alright; My baby, she's clean out-of-sight&lt;br /&gt;153. She said call me now baby, and I'd come a running&lt;br /&gt;154. She's sing other guys, emotions they stir&lt;br /&gt;155. He's got posters on the wall of all the girls he wished she was&lt;br /&gt;156. It rockets through the universe, it feeds the lies, it fuels the curse&lt;br /&gt;157. The next time that I caught my own my reflection it was on its way to meet you&lt;br /&gt;158. I'll never let you turn around your back on each other; That's a good idea, break a promise to your mother&lt;br /&gt;159. When the dogs do find her; Got time, time to wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;160. Her name is Noelle, I had a dream about her; She rings my bell, I got gym class in half an hour&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4518950124292091463?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4518950124292091463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4518950124292091463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4518950124292091463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4518950124292091463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Incidentally, we're also half-nude. I will be looking in to this to see if there's some sort of connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6062553917331950342?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6062553917331950342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6062553917331950342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6062553917331950342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6062553917331950342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-awesome.html' title='We&apos;re awesome.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SjUIbl1QOYI/AAAAAAAAACk/xH8Krd0rYVk/s72-c/4860_103713919168_663864168_1784434_4528926_n-750283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3419644223274731546</id><published>2009-06-11T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:11:18.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A plea to the big mobile phone people.</title><content type='html'>You know what gets on my nerves? It's the fact that mobile phones nowadays can do just about everything but cook your meals (though I hear companies are looking to fix that), but they come with batteries that will last you for three hours or so if you actually use all of their wonderfully addictive features. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point as to how much I live out of my phone: This post, along with many of my other recent posts, has been written on my phone. I also connect to instant messengers, Facebook, Twitter and Gmail from this thing (sometimes all at once). My battery rarely lasts me more than a day. As I type this, my phone is telling me that I have "Low Battery" and is due for another charge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you, Nokia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3419644223274731546?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3419644223274731546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3419644223274731546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3419644223274731546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3419644223274731546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/698862023989242422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-here-because-im-bored.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m here because I&apos;m bored!&quot;'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2179743138209966136</id><published>2009-06-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:57:28.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get it right.</title><content type='html'>If the haze is going to stick around anyway, it should at least get bad enough so that the government shuts down schools.&lt;div 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right.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3168264096042198108</id><published>2009-06-06T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:06:05.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighting barbeque pits. LIKE A BOSS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SippcRS4BII/AAAAAAAAACc/OgSWMVi3-SA/s1600-h/Image017-789898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SippcRS4BII/AAAAAAAAACc/OgSWMVi3-SA/s320/Image017-789898.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344199842228339842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah, two pits at once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3168264096042198108?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3168264096042198108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3168264096042198108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3168264096042198108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3168264096042198108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/lighting-barbeque-pits-like-boss.html' title='Lighting barbeque pits. LIKE A BOSS.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SippcRS4BII/AAAAAAAAACc/OgSWMVi3-SA/s72-c/Image017-789898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4549500425649521751</id><published>2009-06-05T19:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:27:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitcher time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs082.snc1/4562_87424833890_535788890_1880819_1129127_n.jpg" width="95%" length="95%"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs082.snc1/4562_87424768890_535788890_1880809_4195477_n.jpg" width="95%" length="95%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original League of Completely Ordinary Gentlemen reunited and doing completely ordinary things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..What, you mean it's just us?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I forgot to mention: We finished the whole 100-bottles-of-beer-on-the-wall song while waiting for one of the rides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4549500425649521751?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4549500425649521751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4549500425649521751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4549500425649521751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4549500425649521751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/group-photo-original-league-of.html' title='Pitcher time.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6310203375305319920</id><published>2009-06-04T21:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:23:10.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming at all the boring parts.</title><content type='html'>I normally don't blog about "my day", but today I'll make an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day in Genting with some friends, and although we didn't have the time to ride all the rides, I have made a significant discovery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACUP RIDES ARE HARDCORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they are. Even more than the Solero Shot. Once again, allow me to illustrate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SifXs_0epTI/AAAAAAAAACE/UZyyt1KORkA/s1600-h/teacups1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SifXs_0epTI/AAAAAAAAACE/UZyyt1KORkA/s320/teacups1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343476650944144690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SifX6BFk0hI/AAAAAAAAACM/PEtnjc2QtV0/s1600-h/soleroshot1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SifX6BFk0hI/AAAAAAAAACM/PEtnjc2QtV0/s320/soleroshot1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343476874622587410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeah. Pictures when Calvin sends them to me. 'Till then, I'm going to go lie down. Dumb teacup ride.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6310203375305319920?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6310203375305319920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6310203375305319920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6310203375305319920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6310203375305319920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/screaming-at-all-boring-parts.html' title='Screaming at all the boring parts.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SifXs_0epTI/AAAAAAAAACE/UZyyt1KORkA/s72-c/teacups1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-4517667937152553152</id><published>2009-06-03T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:53:23.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought.</title><content type='html'>Adam Lambert completely ripped off Muse's arrangement of Feeling Good and didn't give them any credit for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-4517667937152553152?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/4517667937152553152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=4517667937152553152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4517667937152553152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/4517667937152553152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7814987251572978436</id><published>2009-06-03T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:43:40.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work In Progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiYNjDxzVZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jkwZsjmuHqg/s1600-h/Image015-720220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiYNjDxzVZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jkwZsjmuHqg/s320/Image015-720220.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342972903882446226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7814987251572978436?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7814987251572978436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7814987251572978436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7814987251572978436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7814987251572978436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/work-in-progress.html' title='Work In Progress.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiYNjDxzVZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jkwZsjmuHqg/s72-c/Image015-720220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-9159424571525772772</id><published>2009-06-03T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:31:20.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If life were a video game.</title><content type='html'>Real life needs some progress bars and skill levels like in The Sims. Maybe &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; I'd start studying seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, anyone who cracks a Sim joke at me, I will personally punch in the jeans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-9159424571525772772?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/9159424571525772772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=9159424571525772772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9159424571525772772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/9159424571525772772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-life-were-video-game.html' title='If life were a video game.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6873024959971332864</id><published>2009-06-02T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:13:33.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studmuffin (my kitteh): A Case Study In Laziness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiQMPblhPFI/AAAAAAAAABs/qRjHLAczXAs/s1600-h/Image014-713094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiQMPblhPFI/AAAAAAAAABs/qRjHLAczXAs/s320/Image014-713094.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342408517210946642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Food nao plz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6873024959971332864?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6873024959971332864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6873024959971332864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6873024959971332864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6873024959971332864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/studmuffin-my-kitteh-case-study-in.html' title='Studmuffin (my kitteh): A Case Study In Laziness.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SiQMPblhPFI/AAAAAAAAABs/qRjHLAczXAs/s72-c/Image014-713094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-801355352308449332</id><published>2009-06-01T15:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:44:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hammer time!</title><content type='html'>Today I was walking through Ikea's showroom holding a hammer I bought from Ace. It was a very, very tempting experience. Allow me to illustrate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img37.imageshack.us/img37/6454/hammer.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, hammers. The power to both create &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; destroy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-801355352308449332?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/801355352308449332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=801355352308449332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/801355352308449332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/801355352308449332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/06/taste-of-true-manhood.html' title='It&apos;s hammer time!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5794865238221241379</id><published>2009-05-30T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:39:48.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I wasted my time today:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dan-sim.mybrute.com"&gt;MyBrute.&lt;/a&gt; If you're anything like me, you'll spend 20 minutes trying to get a decent avatar, give up and try to settle for less, and then decide that you don't want to settle for less. And so it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to beat me up. You know you want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5794865238221241379?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5794865238221241379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5794865238221241379' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5794865238221241379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5794865238221241379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-i-wasted-my-time-today.html' title='How I wasted my time 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href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool stuff.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3305925756530533875</id><published>2009-05-28T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:38:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least that's over..</title><content type='html'>But why doesn't it feel like I'm on break yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3305925756530533875?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3538249574046051200</id><published>2009-05-26T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:03:57.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=daniel"&gt;I am awesome.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3538249574046051200?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3538249574046051200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3538249574046051200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3538249574046051200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3538249574046051200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1631825736971737944</id><published>2009-05-24T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:11:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beer is now cheaper than gas. Drink, don't drive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1631825736971737944?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1631825736971737944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1631825736971737944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1631825736971737944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1631825736971737944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/beer-is-now-cheaper-than-gas.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6405009502548767116</id><published>2009-05-24T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:11:15.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just keeping it for a friend, honest!</title><content type='html'>If you're the type to pay attention to the side of my blog, you'll realize that I'm trying to read Twilight. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I made it past the first 50 pages. Will I finally finish the book? Who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6405009502548767116?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6405009502548767116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6405009502548767116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6405009502548767116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6405009502548767116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-keeping-it-for-friend-honest.html' title='I&apos;m just keeping it for a friend, honest!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6026286425613693216</id><published>2009-05-23T19:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:33:00.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probability of death: 100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lifetime odds of dying from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Any accident: 1 in 36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A motor vehicle accident: 1 in 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A firearm: 1 in 202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Poisoning: 1 in 344&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;A falling object (terrestrial): 1 in 4,873&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Drowning in a bathtub: 1 in 10,455&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Being caught in or between objects: 1 in 29,860&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Suffocation by a plastic bag: 1 in 130,498&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Lightning: 1 in 2,320,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago, a committee of specialists produced a report for the Nuclear Regulatory Commission; It's called the Rasmussen Report.  The Rasmussen Report is at its core a compilation of probability statistics. The Rasmussen Report is, by definition, a incredibly boring piece of work. And yet, I can't help but think I'd want to read it. Why? Because the bottom-line subject of the Rasmussen Report is death; Yours, mine and everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rasmussen Report is basically a compilation of probability statistics of dying in different ways. The probability of being killed in a truly shocking variety of mishaps, in fact. Want to know how probable it is you won't survive a flight? Or how likely it is you'll be killed by lightning? Read the Rasmussen Report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly enough, just skimming through some of the summaries and statistics, I find that the Rasmussen Report is a surprisingly uplifting one, whether its authors meant it or not (No, they certainly didn't). It tells you in a precise and tidy format that in everything you do, there's some risk involved. However, it also tells us that the things that our society worries about most are some of the least likely things to happen. We spend such a great deal of our time giving ourselves stomach ulcers, hypertension and heart attacks worrying about getting killed in a plane crash (odds: 1 in three million) when the real killers out there are.. well, stomach ulcers, hypertension and heart attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite what anti-smoking campaigners would have you believe, there is no such thing as "preventable death". Sooner or later, everyone is going to die (the only question is how peaceful or painful). Just ask your doctor. So that's exactly why the message of the Rasmussen Report is an optimistic one. The sooner we realize that we're all going to die, the sooner we stop worrying about it so much and start enjoying the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why quality of life as opposed to mere quantity of years? They say Methuselah lived to be almost nine and a half centuries old. Well, I'll bet the last 800 years weren't too exciting. Alexander the Great, on the other hand, was thirty-three at the time of his death and had conquered almost the whole of the known world by then. Dying was probably the only thing left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could decide to live the rest of my life within my own home, eating only home-grown produce and having to wear a jumpsuit to do the gardening because of the ultraviolet rays. I'd probably live a healthy 90 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I could go do ride some rollercoasters and do some bungee jumping. In a thunderstorm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6026286425613693216?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6026286425613693216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6026286425613693216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6026286425613693216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6026286425613693216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifetime-odds-of-dying-from-any.html' title='Probability of death: 100%'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-6176454012868867804</id><published>2009-05-19T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:23:45.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"LOL i saw nekkid pics of u CLICK HERE".</title><content type='html'>If we can&amp;#39;t even contain viruses like these, I&amp;#39;m keeping a shotgun at home for when the zombie virus pandemic hits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-6176454012868867804?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/6176454012868867804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=6176454012868867804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6176454012868867804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/6176454012868867804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-i-saw-nekkid-pics-of-u-click-here.html' title='&quot;LOL i saw nekkid pics of u CLICK HERE&quot;.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-380171753384484379</id><published>2009-05-17T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:57:17.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not sure what it is with the large empty space up here, but meh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" id="player" align="middle" width="400" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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Greetings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7728553925436910870?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7728553925436910870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7728553925436910870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7728553925436910870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7728553925436910870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-set-up-mobile-blogger-properly.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2381004205850534125</id><published>2009-05-14T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:08:00.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clichés ruined.</title><content type='html'>I wish time would stand still, so I can punch it in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that'd teach it a lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2381004205850534125?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7134745192133500236</id><published>2009-05-12T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:38:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock on, Ukrainian dudes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1upZz3a-7iM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1upZz3a-7iM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dudes.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5671579474993350785</id><published>2009-05-12T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:39:34.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood protects us from excessive blood loss&lt;/span&gt; in an injury through the mechanism of blood clotting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference book FAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5671579474993350785?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' 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He steals from the poor and throws it away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3253950611597223419?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3253950611597223419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3253950611597223419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3253950611597223419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3253950611597223419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/reuben-hood.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-1699145862573459642</id><published>2009-05-10T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:51:40.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best things.</title><content type='html'>I set my alarm to ring at 6:30am on weekends, just so I can have the pleasure of ignoring it when it goes off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-1699145862573459642?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/1699145862573459642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=1699145862573459642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1699145862573459642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/1699145862573459642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-of-best-things.html' title='One of the best things.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7319569338336377694</id><published>2009-05-08T15:12:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:43:10.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there.</title><content type='html'>In celebration of almost completely rebuilding my playlist (and then some) it's time to &lt;b&gt;guess the song!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Caught up in this madness, too blind to see&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Say your prayers little one; Dont forget, my son, to include everyone&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3. &lt;strike&gt;I've got a soul that cannot sleep at night when something just ain't right&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ooi Giap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's bugging me, grating me and twisting me around&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you look you see right through me; Cut the rope, I fell to my knees; Born and broken every single time&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;You'll never be a better kind if you don't leave the world behind&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fear and panic in the air; I want to be free from desolation and despair&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;See me ride out of that sunset on your colour TV screen &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What I've got you've got to give it to your mamma&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Esfern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Find yourself a girl and settle down; Live a simple life in a quiet town&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They say I need some rogaine to put in my hair&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fumbling his confidence and wondering why the world has passed him by&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My baby's on the level, I try to read her mind; She's on the straight narrow, I'm guessing all the time&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;On and on, reckless abandon; Something's wrong, this is gonna shock them&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mamma, take this badge from me; I can't use it anymore&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I think I'm drowning, asphyxiated; I want to break this spell that you've created&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I seem to think I think I got a little situation; So listen to me sister, listen maybe you can help&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When you're on a holiday, you can't find the words to say&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;19. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I was caught in the middle of a railroad track; I looked round and I knew there was no turning back&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She's got a smile that it seems to me; Reminds me of childhood memories&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;21. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Despair to the point 'till they provoke; The punchline before they have told the joke&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;22. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;She told him she'd rather fix her make-up than try to fix what's going on&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Bear paws and rascal power; Watching us in your garage; Big girl you ate the neighbour; The nova is over&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Justine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;24. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All the small things; True care, truth brings&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;25. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So who's that girl there; I wonder what went wrong that she had to roam the streets&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This time the bullet cold rocked ya; A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;27. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's alright to tell me what you think about me; I won't try to argue or hold it against you&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;28. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Back in black; I hit the sack&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;29. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There was a friend of mine on murder, and the judge's gavel fell; Jury found him guilty, gave him sixteen years in hell&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This shining city built of gold, far cry from innocence&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Justine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That's pretty much my favourites on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(1) song name - artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; I just realised that I missed out #30. Have at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, 26 out of 30 done within half a day? Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7319569338336377694?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7319569338336377694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7319569338336377694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7319569338336377694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7319569338336377694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-there.html' title='Almost there.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8913273596413072661</id><published>2009-05-06T18:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:33:25.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a boat!</title><content type='html'>"I'm riding on a dolphin, doing flips and shit&lt;br /&gt;The dolphin's splashing, getting everybody all wet&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't Seaworld, this is as real as it gets&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a boat, mother$%*@er don't you ever forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/4557756/v205816134"&gt;The only music video of the song I could find on the internet,&lt;/a&gt; and it's only available because they censored all the swearing (i.e. half the song).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8913273596413072661?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8913273596413072661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8913273596413072661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8913273596413072661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8913273596413072661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SfxMODjUnhI/AAAAAAAAABk/kKnKyeDlA8I/s320/kd5edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331219863255162386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-164586533980918026?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/164586533980918026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=164586533980918026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/164586533980918026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/164586533980918026'/><link rel='alternate' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone give this guy a trophy already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2372101508334494477?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2372101508334494477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2362702077312373652</id><published>2009-04-28T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:56:18.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuts my barreh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G7oGx2dImE8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;KARAOKE FAIL. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-3957197164923333010</id><published>2009-04-21T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:44:22.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a nerf gun. For some nerf fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-3957197164923333010?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/3957197164923333010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=3957197164923333010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3957197164923333010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/3957197164923333010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-nerf-gun.html' title='I need a nerf gun. For some nerf fun.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-806783438971159268</id><published>2009-04-21T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:24:05.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ampere and the what now?</title><content type='html'>Who'd have thought that buying a second pedal would mean so much trouble with AC adaptors? Gah. Thank God for 9 volt batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and whether you like it or not, this layout is going to stay for a while. Until and unless I'm sure I don't like it. Which I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-806783438971159268?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/806783438971159268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=806783438971159268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/806783438971159268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/806783438971159268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/ampere-and-what-now.html' title='The ampere and the what now?'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-731475391845179669</id><published>2009-04-20T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:38:02.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is getting kinda cluttered. Ugh. Time for an overhaul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slightly later...&lt;/b&gt; OVERHAUL WIN(?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-731475391845179669?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/731475391845179669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=731475391845179669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/731475391845179669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/731475391845179669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-blog-is-getting-kinda-cluttered.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-7657163745976518634</id><published>2009-04-20T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:43:56.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG I R NOT STUIPD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/04/10/intelligence-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-16496" title="fail-owned-cheerleader-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/04/fail-owned-cheerleader-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="70%" height="70%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-7657163745976518634?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/7657163745976518634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=7657163745976518634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7657163745976518634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/7657163745976518634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-i-r-not-stuipd.html' title='OMG I R NOT STUIPD'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-417485116497349501</id><published>2009-04-17T23:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:44:14.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPGA3vjMLgE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPGA3vjMLgE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bass shredding. Epic win. Seal of approval. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/9079/sealofapproval.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img13.imageshack.us/img13/5166/scarified.png" width="60%" length="60%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be unavailable for the next lifetime or so, because I'll be busy learning how to play just those two bars. I think I'll even have to learn how to sweep pick on a bass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-417485116497349501?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/417485116497349501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=417485116497349501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/417485116497349501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/417485116497349501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5584057065845900278</id><published>2009-04-16T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:48:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to thank the Acadamy.</title><content type='html'>I hereby award myself this seal of approval. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/9079/sealofapproval.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syok sendiri indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5584057065845900278?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5584057065845900278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5584057065845900278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5584057065845900278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5584057065845900278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/id-like-to-thank-acadamy.html' title='I&apos;d like to thank the Acadamy.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-5797323713914869518</id><published>2009-04-16T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:03:13.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have concluded that digital photography is the real culprit behind camwhoring. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-5797323713914869518?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/5797323713914869518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=5797323713914869518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5797323713914869518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/5797323713914869518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-concluded-that-digital.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-2827035610924004710</id><published>2009-04-12T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:37:49.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I concede,</title><content type='html'>Kings of Leon has me pretty impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoooouuuu!.. Your sex is on fiiiiii-iiiire! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100th post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-2827035610924004710?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/2827035610924004710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=2827035610924004710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2827035610924004710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/2827035610924004710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-concede.html' title='I concede,'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-768345010342725311</id><published>2009-04-12T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:56:28.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Help! Windows Live Messenger is telling everyone that I'm "Available"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-768345010342725311?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/768345010342725311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=768345010342725311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/768345010342725311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/768345010342725311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/help-windows-live-messenger-is-telling_12.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-759373045643744001</id><published>2009-04-11T20:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:28:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinxed, I say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img23.imageshack.us/img23/724/59563130.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/9583/63158656.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, for the first time since as long ago as I can remember, I fell off a bike. In front of her house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where are the plasters and surgical tape when you need them? Murphy's Law at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-759373045643744001?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/759373045643744001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=759373045643744001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/759373045643744001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/759373045643744001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-days-later.html' title='Jinxed, I say!'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576457136884919017.post-8533455791255410164</id><published>2009-04-11T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:52:28.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LULWUT?: The Sequel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5X4TSbGreA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5X4TSbGreA&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for the faint of heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576457136884919017-8533455791255410164?l=therulesofthumb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/feeds/8533455791255410164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576457136884919017&amp;postID=8533455791255410164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8533455791255410164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576457136884919017/posts/default/8533455791255410164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therulesofthumb.blogspot.com/2009/04/lulwut-sequel.html' title='LULWUT?: The Sequel.'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13019588844884142614</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c70hisAnciA/SceArl2Tg9I/AAAAAAAAABE/gpiN4mqFQjg/S220/bass.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
