<?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-5767343</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:29:12.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of mEAT!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Bringing Blasphamy and Tactlessness straight to your computer daily (updates will very, but it's true if you look everyday). Now done while on the toilet 50% more...you see I'm having butt problems, and well, sometimes I get bored and am there for a while and so...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112947445656995997</id><published>2005-10-16T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T09:54:16.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I had a fun little experience talking on the phone with my friend Katie last night. A little set up. I was at the bachelor party for my brother last night and was drinking a little. Basically I started getting tired a few hours earlier than a guy working third shift should. I just had a strong desire to just go home, curl into bed and give my self over to the lovely daily dose of Katies voice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112947445656995997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112947445656995997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112947445656995997' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112703104992671370</id><published>2005-09-18T03:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:10:49.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not going to go into great detail, but don't count chickens and and all great plans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112703104992671370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112703104992671370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112703104992671370' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112582983959045141</id><published>2005-09-04T05:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T05:30:39.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm starting to relise that birthdays are less than stellar. I mean don't get me wrong, more so because I'm drunk, but they just don't work the way I plan. Really, I don't plan anything for my birthday. I love that people try to do stuff for me on my birthday. Mike and Dave gave me probably one of the best birthday gifts. They hung out with me, which rocks. I mean we hang out all the time, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112582983959045141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112582983959045141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112582983959045141' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112400853530178556</id><published>2005-08-14T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T03:35:35.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sign on a church near my apartment has a such a message of hope, I thought I'd share it. "We don't condone what god condems."Isn't that lovely? Yes sir. Has your normal church pussied out and let non-married members have sex? Is it butt sex? Does it let women wear shoes? Did some one even *in whispered tones* vote democratic? Well fuck that shit, we take a stand! We say, fuck that outright! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112400853530178556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112400853530178556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112400853530178556' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112222217321021513</id><published>2005-07-24T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:23:26.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend here in Indianapolis was the midwest music summit. Basically the city gets all these bands around the country, and a few outside, to play small venue shows as a cultural showcase of local and rising national talent. I went to the Tegan and Sara show last night, which was part of it, along with 4 other bands. It being a small venue and tegan and Sara not being that well known in this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112222217321021513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112222217321021513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112222217321021513' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112218723253756291</id><published>2005-07-24T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T01:40:32.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got back from the Tegan and Sara concert. Thought some of you might want to see the pics. Enjoy, comment, ridicule. I may post more about the bands later, but I will just say that all of them are more than worthy of checking out. http://homepage.mac.com/umbreitce/PhotoAlbum7.htmlCourage.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112218723253756291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112218723253756291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112218723253756291' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-112053639861671047</id><published>2005-07-04T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:06:38.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If anyone wants to have a look, here's some pictures from this year's Inconjunction. I had a blast for it being a fairly small con this year. Didn't get to do too much because i was actually working, but I did like that I didn't get bugged bby a lot of people either. I have a real problem with hard core fans, or really the mental problems of some of these people. I get obsessive, I admit it. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112053639861671047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/112053639861671047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112053639861671047' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111957453226598176</id><published>2005-06-23T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:55:32.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's something....For the LadiesOkay, I know that us pianists really shouldn't enjoy something like this...well maybe under the right circumstances, but, as in the words of Dave Chappelle (paraphrased) you come accross something soooooooo sexist, you can't get mad about it. You just say, "Holy Fuck that was sexist!" and move on. Well, I'm going to tell you all about it right now. I'm at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111957453226598176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111957453226598176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111957453226598176' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111950053272306879</id><published>2005-06-22T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:22:12.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Doctor Cox!Sarcastic and cynical, but deep down we know youcare.Sometimes it's ok to let that show. Which Scrubs Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111950053272306879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111950053272306879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111950053272306879' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111928422274445955</id><published>2005-06-20T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T11:17:02.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now those Facebook people seem less obsessedSo, at the suggestion of my brother, and the arm twisting of Lex Luthor, I went and joined one of those online communities. MySpace.com to be more specific. I don't know why the hell I did it. I mean I'm having fun checking out all the different people who make me feel a little bit normal, but it's also a little stressful. I don't know why. That's a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111928422274445955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111928422274445955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111928422274445955' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111896852927955589</id><published>2005-06-16T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:35:29.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So what did we learn yesterday?1. Republicans apparently don't like the taste of crow. 2. A white woman out weighs the poor, soldiers, or our futures.3. Apparently they like it when the woman njust lies there in bed instead of being active.4. America is a fucking nuthouse.5. Get potassium.6. Half a brain is all that's needed to vote for Bush, but more is needed to vote Democrat.7. The media who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111896852927955589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111896852927955589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111896852927955589' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111891228971379085</id><published>2005-06-16T03:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T03:58:46.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing must more to report. Mary and I are doing fine. Reinventing the friendship. I think things are going to be alright. So don't worry about us. In other news, at the request of my brother and several others, I've joined MySpace.com. It's fun. Got a couple messages right off the bat. And none of them insulting. Bonus for me. Wanna read the profile, here it is.That's all for me now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111891228971379085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111891228971379085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111891228971379085' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111643919930544914</id><published>2005-05-18T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T13:16:39.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You must learn the ways of the Force, if you're to come with me to my place.I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi, which Jedi Knight are you???Take the Jedi Personality Quiz at MHoNiP             Jacen Solo      You scored 22 Courage, 0 Ego,  and 80 Lightness!           You are good, but you lack courage and an ego.  That isn't good all the time.  You are a good person however                    My test tracked 3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111643919930544914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111643919930544914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111643919930544914' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111603199204615048</id><published>2005-05-13T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T19:53:12.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's going on people. I bet you're wondering what I've been up to. Not much to be truthful. Sorry I havn't gotten a new film up of the new place, but I just havn't had the drive to do so. I'm going to be making one for insurence purposes soon, so maybe I'll post one up then and let you people see all the neat shit I have. So I'm hear watching the Pacer game, which is highly unusual for me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111603199204615048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111603199204615048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111603199204615048' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111452855308938690</id><published>2005-04-26T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T10:15:53.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111452855308938690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111452855308938690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111452855308938690' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111384034997086251</id><published>2005-04-18T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T11:08:14.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And in other news, internet quizzes state the obvious. You scored as atheism. You are... an atheist, though you probably already knew this. Also, you probably have several people praying daily for your soul.Instead of simply being "nonreligious," atheists strongly believe in the lack of existence of a higher being, or God.atheism96%Satanism96%Paganism71%Buddhism63%agnosticism58%Judaism50%Islam46%</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111384034997086251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111384034997086251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111384034997086251' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111378707043110946</id><published>2005-04-17T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:17:50.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well everyone. It's done. I'm one moved son of a bitch. It was a long time and pain in the ass at the same time. I've been offline for a while My land lady's grand daughter ended up supposedly moving into her old house, giving me the potential of a new generation of indentures servitude. She even ended up cutting off my cable. It was horseshit. But anyways. The Mary and Khan, along with my pal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111378707043110946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111378707043110946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111378707043110946' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111285729111212743</id><published>2005-04-07T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:01:31.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quizes BitchesYou Are the Enthusiast    7  You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life.You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new.Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy.You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you.What number are you?You are... That Guy!!!Familiar yet nameless, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111285729111212743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111285729111212743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111285729111212743' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111231368929662473</id><published>2005-03-31T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T19:04:11.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm going to ask where they're going and meet up with them later."Good-Bye Mitch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111231368929662473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111231368929662473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111231368929662473' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111207337448894044</id><published>2005-03-28T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T00:16:14.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Of Christians and SnapsSo, I go in for overtime at work, when the following conversation goes on...paraphrased but basically accurate. Enjoy.characters...Dee as Dee, Doe as doe, and M as mEAT!!!Doe- "So if money was no object, what kind of car would you have?"M-"A Prius"Dee- "I want an H2."M-"You're gonna get killed on gas."Dee-"But money's no object."M-"But that was just on the car, you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111207337448894044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111207337448894044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111207337448894044' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111155580290355070</id><published>2005-03-23T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:30:02.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna bitch about this whole Shivo thing, I really do, but honestly, I think everything that needs to be said was said either by Mary, Get Your War On, Chopping Block, or almost anyone else who has a more or less popular blog than myself. All of these people in one way or anyother have said what I was thinking, but all of them missed two very obvious questions...Why does a man who used to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111155580290355070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111155580290355070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111155580290355070' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-111102779515839261</id><published>2005-03-16T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:49:55.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quizes!!What Kind of Asshole are You?More to be added later, I don't have the patience to take all I plannedThanks to Jeff for pointing these out to me though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111102779515839261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/111102779515839261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111102779515839261' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110975506188600488</id><published>2005-03-02T03:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T04:17:41.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why don't you fight without your faggit clown powers?!I'm on the cusp of what I would like to call a bad or, at best, interesting day. I'm getting over something that knocked the shot out of me last year (sickness if you're wondering), and am now running on sleep from yesterday. So no sleep getting ready for a 12...no, 14 hour work day. We have a meeting after work, so I'll be stuck there for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110975506188600488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110975506188600488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110975506188600488' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110904225286552314</id><published>2005-02-21T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T22:17:32.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck Your Rainy Days and Mondays, I'm On Top of the World (and obviously listening to Carpenter covers)This has been a very good week to be mEAT!!!. I got a near $3000 back in tax returns. I got me a bitchin' digital camera for this years, and four to come, conventions and general mayhem. Got me a new pod from the Mary (yeah, I know that was last week, work with me). My computer will be paid off </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110904225286552314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110904225286552314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110904225286552314' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110826188663849148</id><published>2005-02-12T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:31:26.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Mary is the greatest woman in the whole world and you all should be down on bended fucking knee thanking her for existing!!!Love you baby.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110826188663849148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110826188663849148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110826188663849148' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110723475500439164</id><published>2005-02-01T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T00:12:35.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>take the WHAT INTENTIONAL TORT ARE YOU test.and go to mewing.net. because law school made laura do this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110723475500439164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110723475500439164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110723475500439164' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110626911143035150</id><published>2005-01-20T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T19:58:31.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like Mother like the uglydaughterMETAL!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110626911143035150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110626911143035150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110626911143035150' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110598239499474100</id><published>2005-01-17T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T00:14:46.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Washington DC police sent out theupdated list of prohibited items for the Bush inaugururation which bascially nueters Protesters. Reminding us once again, that Bush loves free speech as long as you keep your fucking mouth shut, you commie.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110598239499474100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110598239499474100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110598239499474100' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110478716235904544</id><published>2005-01-03T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:19:22.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Laura Bush is Fucking Metal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110478716235904544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110478716235904544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110478716235904544' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110420557141720874</id><published>2004-12-27T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:46:11.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plainfield man charged in baby's deathMy Friend Chuck (who's live journal entry up until the 27th is cheery, but may change soon) was this baby's aunt. I havn't had a chance to talk to her yet, but I can imagine that she's pretty messed up right now. I don't expect that anyone reading this would or should feel obligated to be giving a shit about this at all. I mean how many murders take place </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110420557141720874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110420557141720874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110420557141720874' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110380533952012968</id><published>2004-12-23T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T07:35:39.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCKING SNOWI am not a huge fan of snow, as one would gather from my title. Now, I think snow is pretty and useful (ie:out door fridge and keg cooler) but goddamn if it is not the biggest fucking pain in my ass. For those of you who would read this and are not familiar with Indiana winters...let me fill you in.First, imagine a place where the temperatures are not the same two days in a row. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110380533952012968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110380533952012968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110380533952012968' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110308299484337977</id><published>2004-12-14T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T22:57:18.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit I need to Blog...and pee...why not both?!?AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhNow that that's done,what to talk about? WHy Christmas of course.Now, as you may know, my atheisms rages like your momma's herpes. So Christmas is not a big time for me. I basically put on a grin and a hat and bare it. I like the gifts alright, though as THe MAry will attest, I'm not good at getting them...unless they are an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110308299484337977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110308299484337977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110308299484337977' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-110066892575795059</id><published>2004-11-17T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:22:05.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most discusting haiku ever...My ass is backed up.That dump had intermissionMy legs are asleep.Yeah, I don't know why I wrote that. On Purpose even.Other than that, life is fine. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110066892575795059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/110066892575795059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110066892575795059' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109992688780733221</id><published>2004-11-08T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T10:14:47.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To drink my weight, I would have to chug 156 pints of beer!How big is your beer belly?Powered by the mighty Rum and Monkey.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109992688780733221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109992688780733221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992688780733221' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109989480627313360</id><published>2004-11-08T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T01:20:06.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UPDATE!!!In case anyone's wondering how the day that shall be known as, "The Day the world finally realised I can be just as big emotional prick as anyone else," here's the update. After sleeping on it, and spending an entire day stewing about it. I was emotionally drained and simply bored with the whole ordeal, though I feel a dark cloud hanging in the distance daily, the world did not end. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109989480627313360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109989480627313360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109989480627313360' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109961485236724677</id><published>2004-11-04T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T19:34:31.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taken from MichaelMoore.comMy first thoughts about the election...Cpl. Roberto Abad, Sgt. Michael D. Acklin II, Spc. Genaro Acosta, Pfc. Steven Acosta, Capt. James F. Adamouski, Pvt. Algernon Adams, Sgt. Brandon E. Adams, Spc. Clarence Adams III, 1st Lt. Michael R. Adams, Pfc. Michael S. Adams, Lt. Thomas Mullen Adams, Spc. Jamaal R. Addison, Lance Cpl. Patrick R. Adle, Capt. Tristan N. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109961485236724677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109961485236724677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109961485236724677' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109955796162902591</id><published>2004-11-04T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T03:46:01.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know the fuck what. Me being a friendly and carefree guy has finally gone and bit me in the left nut. I have never ever been chewed out by more people for expressing an impassioned opinion in my entire life. And apprently the only reason why is that it wasn't expected to come from me. Oh yeah, and this was on MY own fucking mailing list. Here's the story. One of the guys who I hang out with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109955796162902591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109955796162902591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109955796162902591' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109950111740299058</id><published>2004-11-03T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T11:59:21.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody fights, No body quits. Anyone who does, I'll shoot you myself. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109950111740299058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109950111740299058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109950111740299058' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109934079703568422</id><published>2004-11-01T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T15:26:37.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the Eve of Battle, A Call for ReasonTomorrow is election day. It will undeniably the most important day in the history of the world. Whether you believe in a candidate or not, it is foolish not to exercise that right that thousands throughout history have fought for. Do your part. Learn the facts about the other candidate. If you support Kerry, found what Bush's people say about him, then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109934079703568422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109934079703568422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109934079703568422' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109905896075360300</id><published>2004-10-29T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T09:09:20.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what this tells me....that she wasn't lying. I love when people settle out of court, because it doesn't mean that they are innocient, but they would rather pay a shit load of money not to have this see the light of day. I know I'm stating the obvious, but I just wonder what all we're missing that would have shown up in a court of law. I'm bettin' money it would have made the Starr Report</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109905896075360300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109905896075360300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905896075360300' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109708028818346615</id><published>2004-10-06T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:32:53.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Factcheck.com, which was the website Cheney said to go to to check out the history between the Bushies and Hallibutron. You see it's funny because Fact Check.COM is an anti-Bush Inc. website. Funny shit. He meant FactCheck.org which is supposed to be independant, but if Cheney tries to endorse it, then I have my doubts. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109708028818346615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109708028818346615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109708028818346615' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109687966670934221</id><published>2004-10-04T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T03:47:46.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>According to the DRUDGE REPORT, KErry may have brought a cheat shetet to the deabtes, giving him an unfair advantage over the parrot and cheif. He even has footage of it. This is a laugh. If you would look at the PBS broadcast of the debate, right as Kerry is having a Folders moment on that can of whoop-ass, you can see Bush shuffling through papers behind his podium!!! What the fuck is that?!? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109687966670934221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109687966670934221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109687966670934221' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109672547283762943</id><published>2004-10-02T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T08:57:52.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry Punk'n, I have to when it happens twiceThe Mary and I went to happy hour Thursday with a bunch of her fellow law student. Genuinely nice people. One girl acted like she a Mary went to high school together, she was so friendly (granted, this would not be true if she had actually did because everyone in her class was a doushe bag). The only problem with this group was that we were out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109672547283762943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109672547283762943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109672547283762943' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109672101081188446</id><published>2004-10-02T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T07:43:30.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>. Video montage of Bush's reaction during the debates. Damn funny. Almost as great as the SHUT UP montage from OutFoxed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109672101081188446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109672101081188446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109672101081188446' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109660576605175358</id><published>2004-09-30T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T07:38:34.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DEBATE RESULTS...KERRY 1, BUSH 0 WOW...all I can say. Not really butt-handing that I was hoping for, but it was really heavily landing over on the Kerry side. Granted a few people are going to say the opposite, but I really think it is obvious, and I'll tell you why.   I'd like to start by saying that even though I think that this "flip-flopping" or "waffling" stuff really needs to stop on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109660576605175358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109660576605175358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109660576605175358' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109594403130229935</id><published>2004-09-23T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T07:53:51.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Greatest Auction on Ebay ever. Read the Description.In other news, New Hope disc on the Star Wars DVD opwns with the Death Star giving Alderran a ginormous, new asshole...is it me, or is like opening a DVD menu to the WTC on 9/11?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109594403130229935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109594403130229935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109594403130229935' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109551301416770984</id><published>2004-09-18T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:10:14.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reporter pisses self, film at 11.No really. So the guy's doing a report about a dangerous intersection, and he gets a live visual to go with the story. Check it out. Funniest thing about the whole bit, the picture they use on the page the link goes to has the reporter running like a woman Bush from truth. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109551301416770984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109551301416770984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109551301416770984' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109525631712646785</id><published>2004-09-15T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T08:51:57.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Onion | Cheney Returns To Camp Crystal Lake</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109525631712646785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109525631712646785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109525631712646785' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109525396226197518</id><published>2004-09-15T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T08:12:42.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Jeabus wept....Satan wets self.In other news, my pants are wet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109525396226197518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109525396226197518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109525396226197518' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109506563875875915</id><published>2004-09-13T03:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T03:53:58.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex Industry Poised to Profit When Republican National Convention Comes to New YorkOlder story I found while looking for actual numbers from after the convention...I'm still looking...plus I wrote Amy Sohn, the reporter, to see if she's done any follow up. Fingers are crossed. Republican Fisting Haiku!Your hands in my ass,I am a bad, bad boy....*splort!!!*DEATH TO MICHAEL MOORE!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109506563875875915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109506563875875915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109506563875875915' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109506095039977928</id><published>2004-09-13T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T02:35:50.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why some of you fucks don't deserve the right to vote!!!I said it, and 200 proved us right. I'm willing to bet someone took numbers on it and out of the little over half of us that voted, in that election, you just voted for the person who talked better or had more charisma rather than looked at what he was saying or even his past record. Would you have voted the way you voted had you done that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109506095039977928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109506095039977928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109506095039977928' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109473234738508867</id><published>2004-09-09T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T07:19:07.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Curse of Dick Chaney. I read this in the actual magazine, and found the link, so I thought I would share it. Basically, the moral of the story, you can suck up, kiss ass, and "charm" all the right people and get high in life, it'll only cost you your soul and the ability for anyone not crazy to love you. I don't know if the link has any of the extra stuff on it, but there's a little blurb </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109473234738508867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109473234738508867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109473234738508867' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109467910777507297</id><published>2004-09-08T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T16:31:58.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mike Moore won't submit "9/11" for academy award for the slim chance he can get it shown on tv before the election. If he doesn't, the DVD comes out Oct. 5. I plan on having at least two or three showing parties that will probably cost me a lot of money to get people to come. Mostly in food. My groups are pigs. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109467910777507297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109467910777507297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109467910777507297' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109467368936911062</id><published>2004-09-08T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T15:01:29.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disco Quiz A-Go-Go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109467368936911062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109467368936911062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109467368936911062' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109450624536393143</id><published>2004-09-06T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T16:32:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I ever see this coward in public, I'm going to knee him in the fucking nuts and shave his head from the neck up with my diving knife.Really, you fucking young republican coward. You have to sucker punch a girl who's already on the ground to make a statement that you don't agree? You fucking pussy. I bet you dad made you stop wearing dresses and no longer refers to you as "his other daughter"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109450624536393143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109450624536393143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109450624536393143' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109419657591544771</id><published>2004-09-03T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T02:29:35.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is weird concidering the post from yesterday...I say again...Whoa!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109419657591544771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109419657591544771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109419657591544771' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109412287004769698</id><published>2004-09-02T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T06:01:10.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to mE!!!Yes. I'm not above shameless plugs for my fucking birthday. I'm happy I don't work today...not that I'm doing anything. I've recently been of the mind not to get excited about birthdays because once people think that you're too old to start making a big deal about them, then they stop. You ever notice that? It happens around eleven years old...or at least it did for me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109412287004769698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109412287004769698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109412287004769698' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109381031658820858</id><published>2004-08-29T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:11:56.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you look up hard core in the protest dictionary, you'd see what I'm seeing. Watching the march through New York on C-Span, and there's a huge spot in the middle of the protestors with what look like real coffins, wrapped in flags. This of course because of the administration not broadcasting the soldiers coming home in less than mint condition. I think it's great. I'll try to get some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109381031658820858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109381031658820858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109381031658820858' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109234494992613807</id><published>2004-08-12T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T16:09:09.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The New York Times &gt; AP &gt; National &gt; FDA Warns of Terrorist Drug TamperingYeah, because the terrorist want to make sure that old people don't get drugs from other countries where they are cheaper. You know, I'd almost (ALMOST) believe it if it came from the Defense Department, but it's coming from the FDA, who claimed that they were sub-quality drugs when they came directly from the same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109234494992613807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109234494992613807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109234494992613807' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109179448213420297</id><published>2004-08-06T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T07:36:24.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know that more people than I know are looking at this site, either from Mary's wonderful and much publicized Naked Furniture (which, between y'all and I, freaks her out when she gets views from the pentagon, random army bases and treasury department, which who could blame her in "Bush"'s America) or from looking up "Buffy the dog fucker" on Google (and mythical man in the sky bless you all), </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109179448213420297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109179448213420297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109179448213420297' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109079028419876523</id><published>2004-07-25T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T16:18:04.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love the smell of bullshit in the morning. It smells like....the RIAASeriously, I was listening to Planet X (an electronica show on late Saturdays on a local radio station) who were promoting Mix-Ed Cd's, in fact giving them away as prizes. If I ever see an RIAA executive, I'm going to have to give him a ten minute headstart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109079028419876523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109079028419876523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109079028419876523' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-109075743589512141</id><published>2004-07-25T07:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T07:10:35.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck You and fuck your god in the fucking eye you dip shit panty waste. I'm just as moral as you, if not more, I just don't have to answer to someone for it. I'm like Superman and you're like generic cop #3, you have a chief, I have to go home and bang Lois. Your god teaches conditional love dispite attesting to loving all, prejudice, hate, and violence. The voices I hear tell me to either do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109075743589512141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/109075743589512141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109075743589512141' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108989404983575735</id><published>2004-07-15T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T07:20:49.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Have visitors.My blog they are reading, now.Talking like Yoda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108989404983575735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108989404983575735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108989404983575735' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108946465905594511</id><published>2004-07-10T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T08:10:15.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was it worth it?: a case study in why one should not kill themselves trying to make other people happyLast weekend was my new favorite annual blur know as Inconjunction, and I have to personally say that it was not as great as it could have been, for myself. I really hate it when people bitch for no fault but their own, but I'm not a bitcher, so I think I can forgive myself for this one, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108946465905594511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108946465905594511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108946465905594511' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108690428604951669</id><published>2004-06-10T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T16:55:23.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108690428604951669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108690428604951669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108690428604951669' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660714716182059</id><published>2004-06-07T06:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T06:19:07.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry about all the quiz results, I was bored and trying to work on my sleep pattern. Enjoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660714716182059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660714716182059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660714716182059' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660669493277669</id><published>2004-06-07T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T06:11:34.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LUCIAN: You are Lucian!Cunning and feared,Lucian is the leader of the Lycans who theVampires believed Viktor had killed 200 yearsago. Physically and psychologically powerful,Lucian is determined to develop a master breed;a hybrid of werewolves and vampires. To dothis, he must find the one with geneticallyperfect blood. Ever wish you could be avampire? Which UNDERWORLD character are you? brought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660669493277669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660669493277669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660669493277669' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660647992958756</id><published>2004-06-07T06:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T06:07:59.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't get blood splatters on you when you shootyour victim. Your methods are a bit uncouth butyour finesse and sense of style is impeccable.With a bit of guidance you could live among usin the world of vampires.  How would you Murder? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660647992958756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660647992958756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660647992958756' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660635107123210</id><published>2004-06-07T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T06:05:51.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morpheus ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660635107123210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660635107123210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660635107123210' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660617649231241</id><published>2004-06-07T06:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T06:02:56.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stoner Bear Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660617649231241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660617649231241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660617649231241' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108660350226101846</id><published>2004-06-07T05:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T05:18:22.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BUSHGAME.COM - THE ANTI-BUSH ONLINE ADVENTUREIf you have a lot of time, and don't mind getting pissed off or depressed, play this little piece of gold. It's wonderful.Thanks Shras!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660350226101846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108660350226101846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108660350226101846' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108635225476640248</id><published>2004-06-04T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T07:30:54.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Rubik's Cube!!  You may think you'repopular, but you're actually extremelyannoying.  Seriously.  What childhood toy from the 80s are you?  brought to you by QuizillaI love these things, can I just say. I also love it when they are mildly accurate. In other news, nothing is going on in my life if anyone was wondering. If you want to have a laugh at some poor bushite taking on Mary and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108635225476640248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108635225476640248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108635225476640248' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108499083355159819</id><published>2004-05-19T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T13:20:33.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Captain Murphy. You've lost your mind, butyou have more fun without it. Which Sealab 2021 character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108499083355159819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108499083355159819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108499083355159819' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108443989592489059</id><published>2004-05-13T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T04:18:15.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't have any people tp debate with, so I thought I would throw out a pitch of why Supply Side voodoo economics do not work. Made famous in part by Ben Stein in his monotone lecture from Ferris Bueller's Day Off, voodoo econ works like this; The Rich get tax breaks and subsidies for their businesses and their personal accounts, thus making them richer. With this extra money, it is believed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108443989592489059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108443989592489059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108443989592489059' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108443461324845506</id><published>2004-05-13T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T02:50:13.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fast Times at Hero HighGet Thee to a real player!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108443461324845506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108443461324845506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108443461324845506' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108422215021812685</id><published>2004-05-10T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T15:49:10.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm watching crossfire and listening to people talking about the Iraqi abuses by soldiers in Iraq. I really want to blow up the world to kill the stupid people now...or at least thin the herd.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108422215021812685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108422215021812685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108422215021812685' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108397112765034081</id><published>2004-05-07T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T18:08:43.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>your asshole. What swear word are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108397112765034081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108397112765034081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108397112765034081' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108397064224588400</id><published>2004-05-07T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T18:00:47.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gonads and Strife</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108397064224588400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108397064224588400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108397064224588400' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108396976751210929</id><published>2004-05-07T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T17:46:01.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I taste like Bread.I am a staple in almost everyone's diet. Friends like me are a complement to any other friends I get on with almost everyone, remaining mostly in the background, but providing substance when it would otherwise be lacking. What Flavour Are You?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108396976751210929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108396976751210929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108396976751210929' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108393276143808181</id><published>2004-05-07T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T07:29:15.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You ever get the felling that you read something so correct that it really, truely becomes the greatest thing you have heard all year? Well I just read mine. It came from the T-Shirt Hell newsletter...John Stamos is getting divorced just as the Olsen twins turn 18.Coincidence?  I think not.  I think someone is going to be enteringthe backdoors of two little houses very soon.  Harder, Uncle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108393276143808181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108393276143808181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108393276143808181' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108378102599217063</id><published>2004-05-05T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T13:20:18.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not to get too political, but I thought that I would comment on a little bit from when "President" Bush Met with Al Arabiya Television on Wednesday Again, it's very important for people, your listeners, to understand, in our country that when an issue is brought to our attention on this magnitude, we act -- and we act in a way where leaders are willing to discuss it with the media.  And we act </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108378102599217063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108378102599217063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108378102599217063' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108373405885760835</id><published>2004-05-05T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T00:17:30.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The New York Times &gt; National &gt; Disney Forbidding Distribution of Film That Criticizes BushLand of the Free, People.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108373405885760835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108373405885760835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108373405885760835' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108371088559948579</id><published>2004-05-04T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T14:35:58.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am Frylock from Aqua Teen Hunger Force!!Which Aqua Teen Hunger Force character are you??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108371088559948579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108371088559948579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108371088559948579' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108278136199767493</id><published>2004-04-23T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T23:39:02.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108278136199767493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108278136199767493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108278136199767493' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108229246355624607</id><published>2004-04-18T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T07:50:38.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna hop back into some bloggin' with a good ole' fashion rant about something I think is stupid. Hollar if you hear me!!!So I gets me a new bike, and it is sweet. 10 speed, shock suspension, baseball card in the spokes. I'm living the life some consider a myth. Well, anyone into riding comes to this conclusion the first time out, but I love getting it re-affirmed. Anyone not on a bike </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108229246355624607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108229246355624607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108229246355624607' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108125920668060891</id><published>2004-04-06T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T08:49:29.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Until I get better, all posts will look like this. And no haikus unless its about antibiotics or knives in my throat.Anyways, Check it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108125920668060891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108125920668060891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108125920668060891' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108114760927255778</id><published>2004-04-05T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T01:49:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FENSLERFILMJust trust me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108114760927255778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108114760927255778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108114760927255778' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108099347712483416</id><published>2004-04-03T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T07:00:36.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Found at Starbucks: The Pentagon's Papers - Center for American ProgressFUCKING HAAAAAAA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108099347712483416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108099347712483416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108099347712483416' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108073699250716986</id><published>2004-03-31T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T07:45:48.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OKay, I don't have much of a post today, i just don't want the account to get stale. But if I had one piece of advice for future generations, it would don't get a roommate unless you can fuck them. I know that sounds crude, but the only person in the six years that I've been able to have a tolerable domestic relationship with my girlfriend (which being the case, tolerable mean quacktastic). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108073699250716986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108073699250716986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108073699250716986' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108046109404699186</id><published>2004-03-28T03:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T03:07:27.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a huge fan of the ghosts. Do I believe or not, kinda, but I'm not 100% on the mother fuckers. But I do love having the crap freaked out of me by "videos","Photos" and "EVPs" I usually look for this stuff while Mary's distracted, because she gets a bit messed up by them too, but more so. Anyways, I'm playing around and find this Flash Documentory on ghosts that not only is fun, but they goof </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108046109404699186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108046109404699186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108046109404699186' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108011144861034230</id><published>2004-03-24T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T01:59:57.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    This was fucking rough, yo. I got an 85.5%. Spelling counts!!! This guy is kinda dicky about it. Rockin' though. And I'll shit in a hat if anyone else got the first bonus question and tells me about it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108011144861034230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108011144861034230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108011144861034230' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-108008207981556635</id><published>2004-03-23T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T17:50:28.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant!"May barbarians invade your personalspace!"You are highly confrontational and possibly in abad mood.  You would have sworn in this quiz,if I had made it an option.   Which Weird Latin Phrase Are You?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108008207981556635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/108008207981556635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108008207981556635' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995970254801574</id><published>2004-03-22T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:50:50.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because I'm on a roll...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995970254801574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995970254801574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995970254801574' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995956046803027</id><published>2004-03-22T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:48:27.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Proof that God Prefer an athiest.When I saw this I about pissed my fucking pants. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995956046803027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995956046803027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995956046803027' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995857390245866</id><published>2004-03-22T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:32:01.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know if this was a real story or not, but someone wrote a book about a Radioactive Boyscout that seemed like an interesting story. I wouldn't mind getting confirmation.If this link doesn't work, look up "Radioactive Boyscout" on Weekend edition Saturday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995857390245866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995857390245866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995857390245866' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995822278698729</id><published>2004-03-22T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:26:10.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WARNING: VULGAR CONTENT FROM OPRAH WINFREY!!!Basically, this was taken from a show or something that she did, or basically from somewhere that she got recorded aired, and she doesn't get fined, but Howard Stern (Who I like, so there) is getting fined for making a conversation about balloon knots and blumpkinsI'm fucking sick of this. When I'm drunk and pissy tonight, if I can't find one, I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995822278698729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995822278698729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995822278698729' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995780724972888</id><published>2004-03-22T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:19:15.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>musicplasma : the music visual search engineThis is pretty fucking cool. Basically, you type in the name of a band, and it'll give you a family tree of who is similar and may like. Was dead on for most. Boo though, no Nerdcore hip-hop listed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995780724972888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995780724972888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995780724972888' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107995668203348605</id><published>2004-03-22T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T07:00:43.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK YOU KENTUCKY!!! NUMBER ONE SEED MY FUCKING ASS!!! YOU JUST SHIT ON MY POOL!!! I HOPE YOUR SISTERS DENY YOU SEX AND GET A TERMINAL CASE OF CRABS IN YOUR URETHRA!!! SKEET SKEET SKEET!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995668203348605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107995668203348605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107995668203348605' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107990268547127897</id><published>2004-03-21T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T16:00:32.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you go to  newspaper comics website You notice that they have been getting away with running the same joke in almost every single comic strip. YES I GET IT!!! It was warm but now it's cold and you realy want Spring to be here. So does everybody. Get over it. Start writing something funny, you shit heads. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107990268547127897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107990268547127897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107990268547127897' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5767343.post-107978586142501492</id><published>2004-03-20T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T07:33:27.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I see you come looking to see if I've posted who the most Hated Personality is yet, well I think we have a new comtender. The FCC is fucking out of there mind with crazy. I can't make this shit up. After no one bloody well remembers, they go back on a previous ruling they made a few month back. Remember when Bono said "fuck" at the Golden Globe awards? Didn't think so. Well back then, to keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107978586142501492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5767343/posts/default/107978586142501492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesofmeat.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107978586142501492' title=''/><author><name>mEAT!!!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06093829463386662204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
