<?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-3441565059887848486</id><updated>2012-01-29T11:17:06.677-05:00</updated><category term='ren and stimpy'/><category term='Scholastic'/><category term='Guitar Hero'/><category term='walk the dinosaur'/><category term='hello'/><category term='atari'/><category term='National Sweater Day'/><category term='super mario bros.'/><category term='8-tracks'/><category term='The Ventures'/><category term='april fool&apos;s day'/><category term='paradiddle'/><category term='elephants'/><category term='waterbeds'/><category term='PlayStation'/><category term='cook book'/><category term='Quizno&apos;s'/><category term='kerplunk'/><category term='Ludlow'/><category term='CMN'/><category term='snacks'/><category term='st. patrick&apos;s day'/><category term='94.7'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='rainbows'/><category term='Mr. Rogers'/><category term='Twinkie the Kid'/><category term='sweater'/><category term='zen'/><category term='nanotechnology'/><category term='scrabble'/><category term='physics'/><category term='football'/><category term='vanilla fudge'/><category term='Korean'/><category term='fairies'/><category term='man'/><category term='dinosaurs'/><category term='North Carolina'/><category term='leprechauns'/><category term='Goodberry&apos;s'/><category term='pbs'/><category term='roar'/><category term='flam'/><category term='sealy'/><category term='translator'/><category term='van halen'/><category term='microwave'/><category term='Leap Day'/><category term='Lincoln'/><category term='meerkat'/><category term='Bojangles'/><category term='New York Philharmonic'/><category term='Garfield'/><category term='drums'/><category term='david lee roth'/><category term='wmas'/><category term='groovy'/><category term='mirdle'/><category term='Biscuitville'/><category term='RIF'/><category term='star wars cook books'/><category term='Star Wars'/><category term='Thor'/><category term='Peeps'/><category term='Leap Year'/><category term='hot'/><category term='hulk'/><category term='profiterole'/><category term='carmine appice'/><category term='dolls'/><category term='Captain Planet'/><category term='cows'/><category term='walking with dinosaurs'/><category term='murse'/><title type='text'>The Lopez Fun Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8700789111264973258</id><published>2008-06-21T23:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:03:01.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog here too</title><content type='html'>It will also continue here! (for you blogger lovers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://obstructionofconsciousness.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://obstructionofconsciousness.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some space is in between, go to work blogs for those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8700789111264973258?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8700789111264973258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8700789111264973258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8700789111264973258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8700789111264973258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-blog-here-too.html' title='new blog here too'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6305762282496359026</id><published>2008-04-04T06:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T07:05:00.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>official new blog</title><content type='html'>Well...it's official...the new 947wmas.com is up and running and that means I have ANOTHER new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Our new website allows us to do a blog right on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in checking it out, you can go to 947wmas.com and click on my bio page. You'll see a link at the bottom to get to my blog. Yeah...they hid it on you...I think they're a little ashamed of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the long way to get to the blog. If you want the SUPER DUPER EASY WAY!!!!!! Save this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.947wmas.com/blog.asp?id=22966"&gt;http://www.947wmas.com/blog.asp?id=22966&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add that to your favorites and label it "Lopez's Blog" and click on it ALL THE TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or whenever you want to...all three of you who read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to this blog?  I don't know.  Maybe it'll go rogue.  (Maverick!!!!!!)  It'll probably just sit here and fade away.  Or, maybe if you check back every now and then, you'll see a brand new entry.  Who knows!!!!! OOOOH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for today. I'm off to make sure the new blog is working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6305762282496359026?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6305762282496359026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6305762282496359026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6305762282496359026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6305762282496359026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/04/official-new-blog.html' title='official new blog'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-824767916665238535</id><published>2008-04-02T08:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T08:29:26.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirdle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolls'/><title type='text'>lather, rinse, repeat</title><content type='html'>Hi folks! &lt;br /&gt;Well, here we are.  Back in business.  Back on the saddle.  Back to the wall.  Back to the future.  Back...ok...that's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some man shampoo yesterday.  Yeah.  I usually buy some shampoo AND conditioner.  It's hard to find those in "manly" scents.  I usually end up smelling like cotton candy or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;raspberry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sherbet&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't complain because I actually love the smell of cotton candy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;raspberry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sherbet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they make a lot of stuff for men these days and give them "manly" names like the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;murse&lt;/span&gt;" or the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mirdle&lt;/span&gt;" for purse and girdle.  Just say what they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if "man shampoo" would be called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mampoo&lt;/span&gt;".  Now you see the real reason I wrote this blog!  I thought that up in the shower this morning and thought it was HILARIOUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to write that down.  I think I'll make EVERYTHING I use manly now.  I am writing this on my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;manputer&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of saying I use a hair dryer...I'll use my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;MANDRYER&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...that still doesn't make me any tougher...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to play with my dolls...errr...I mean my "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mandolls&lt;/span&gt;"...oh forget it...they're dolls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-824767916665238535?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/824767916665238535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=824767916665238535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/824767916665238535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/824767916665238535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/04/lather-rinse-repeat.html' title='lather, rinse, repeat'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-3686512059997279366</id><published>2008-04-01T07:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:00:05.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='april fool&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>april fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...April Fool's Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.  I read some stuff as to why we do this and I STILL don't get why we do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.  I'm just a party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm about as much fun as kicking a boulder...then the boulder comes to life and eats you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody out there doing anything fun for April Fool's day?  I have to do some shopping...and get a haircut...then do some laundry...wooooo...isn't that exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might do something to our afternoon guy Rob Anthony.  He's fun to prank.  I haven't thought of anything yet...but I'll look around for something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things to do is put some clear tape on the bottom of a computer mouse.  Tape it over the ball and the mouse won't work.   If you have a laser mouse, then it will screw up the light and make the mouse work all funky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did that to Rob last year...maybe I'll do it again.  He'll  never suspect that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to try to fool April into thinking it's July...maybe it will get warmer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-3686512059997279366?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/3686512059997279366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=3686512059997279366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3686512059997279366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3686512059997279366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fool.html' title='april fool'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8072249041018856955</id><published>2008-03-31T13:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:51:02.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sealy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groovy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterbeds'/><title type='text'>comfy cows</title><content type='html'>This morning we talked about cows producing more milk because the farmer bought them all waterbeds. It's true. Cows with a nice waterbed love to make milk. I have NO idea why. Maybe some sort of liquid kinship? Does that even make sense?! I have no idea what I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I never understood waterbeds. Does anybody even have these anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some folks sit around at Sealy and say, "Hmmm...we're getting killed in the bed market. What can we do that will put us back on top?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well...I always loved beds...AND I love water...if only I could combine my two loves in life..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got it! Why not sleep in a kiddie pool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OR! We could put all that water into a giant balloon and you could sleep on that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's totally groovy, man! Chicks will dig it." (I add that part because it just HAS to be a man who thought these were sexy enough to attract women.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll call it a Swishy Wave Sleeper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a few years later, somebody else called it a waterbed and history was made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years after that we found out that the only women who thought waterbeds were groovy were, in fact, cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all comes full circle. I don't know where that circle started...or where it even ends, but it sounds very zen and I'm feeling zennie today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to sleep on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8072249041018856955?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8072249041018856955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8072249041018856955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8072249041018856955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8072249041018856955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/comfy-cows.html' title='comfy cows'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7802576313909583476</id><published>2008-03-28T12:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:01:13.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking with dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk the dinosaur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roar'/><title type='text'>open the door, get on the floor</title><content type='html'>I was walking with dinosaurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true! Amanda even took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-0YEAeaKiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2RE1QCuipPU/s1600-h/IMG_8225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182825203299396130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-0YEAeaKiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2RE1QCuipPU/s320/IMG_8225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!! It's going to eat my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ItWasSoCool!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThereWasThisBigLongNeckDinosaurAndHeWasLikeTHUMPTHUMP"ROAR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThenThereWasThisDinosaurWithTonsOfBoneArmorAndHeWasLike"ROWR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThenThereWasThisBabyTRexWhoAlmostGotEatedByTheArmorDinosaurAndThenHisMom TRexCameInAndSheWasHUGEAndSheWasAllLike "STAY AWAY FROM MY BABY!"ButItCameOutAll"ROOOOOOOAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...It...Was...Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to enjoy the last remaining relative of the dinosaurs...Thesaurus Rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, Relish, Love, Adore, Revel, Indulge, Savor, Cherish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7802576313909583476?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7802576313909583476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7802576313909583476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7802576313909583476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7802576313909583476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/open-door-get-on-floor.html' title='open the door, get on the floor'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-0YEAeaKiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2RE1QCuipPU/s72-c/IMG_8225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2947893272626692729</id><published>2008-03-27T12:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:19:07.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>your name</title><content type='html'>We were talking about what your name "means" to other people. Basically, if you have the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt; or James, you are SEEN as successful. It doesn't mean you ARE, but your name gives off that vibe. Here is the top ten for what the research was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_04/namesDM2403_600x353.jpg"&gt;http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/03_04/namesDM2403_600x353.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. I don't see MY name on there. I see my middle name, James, on all three charts, BUT I don't see that helping me much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very silly chart and I think if you are successful and your name is Abraham, then you should let the world know! You tell James to step aside and say, "It's time for Abraham to take over!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is success anyway? How can to you tell if somebody is lucky by their name? What is REAL beauty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right? RIGHT?! That's what I thought. I start pulling out those "deep thoughts" and this study goes out the window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Booo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt;! That chart just got a lesson in humanity by Professor Lopez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can call myself that now. I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PhD&lt;/span&gt;. in Awesome and I just folded my diploma into the shape of a boot and kicked butt! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to change my name...is James Jack Ryan available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2947893272626692729?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2947893272626692729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2947893272626692729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2947893272626692729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2947893272626692729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-name.html' title='your name'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-727318576007663127</id><published>2008-03-25T12:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:49:55.435-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodberry&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bojangles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biscuitville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Carolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizno&apos;s'/><title type='text'>back from the NC</title><content type='html'>Hi again folks.  I'm back from North Carolina.  It was a good time, but it's good to be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to North Carolina?  I haven't.  It's pretty much the same...except different.  Got it?  Cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a biscuit from Bojangles.  I was told I had to.  I swear, it was NOT a decision I came to on my own.  I WANTED to go to Biscuitville but I heard the "ville" was NOT the place to get biscuits.  Bojangles is THE place for biscuit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this...but it tasted like a biscuit.  It was good...but I am not sure as to why it is THE biscuit to get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizno's was great!  I liked them.  That's not a southern place though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!!!  If a place tells you they have gourmet sandwiches and can't tell you what gourmet means, BE CAUTIOUS!  If you've been there...you'll understand.  I don't want to badmouth the place, but I was not impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....what else....ahhhh...If you want REALLY good food, then get some of my mom's manicotti.  I think she has a bunch left over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I can say about my trip.  Oh...One more thing.  You can get frozen custard.  I don't know what that means.  It's like a soft ice cream.  It is also good.  I think it's Goodberry's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  I'm done talking about food from NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to look up the word gourmet...I have a letter to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-727318576007663127?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/727318576007663127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=727318576007663127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/727318576007663127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/727318576007663127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-nc.html' title='back from the NC'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4095853673734707169</id><published>2008-03-20T08:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:01:14.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scrabble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kerplunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Sweater Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meerkat'/><title type='text'>sweater day</title><content type='html'>In honor of Mr. Rogers' Birthday it is National Sweater Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my outfit ready last night. Would you like to see my "Won't you be my neighbor?" photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-JUeAeaKhI/AAAAAAAAABU/U7iV9XF_F4c/s1600-h/IMG_8217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179795395929844242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-JUeAeaKhI/AAAAAAAAABU/U7iV9XF_F4c/s320/IMG_8217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dork! Can you identify all the things in this picture? Under the couch you can see Scrabble, Trivial Pursuit and Kerplunk! On the right is a Spider-Man blanket and behind me is a teddy bear named Thor and a meerkat named Yossarian. In the middle is a goofy looking guy with a shoe and a sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all ready by putting on a short-sleeve button up shirt and a black tie. I felt like my high school physics teacher. I won't say his name, but that's what he used to wear. He was a great teacher. He let me do comic book physics. That's probably why I don't actually understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...get your sweater on!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone for a few days but I'll see you all again on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the land of make-believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4095853673734707169?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4095853673734707169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4095853673734707169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4095853673734707169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4095853673734707169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweater-day.html' title='sweater day'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G4lGIIz2PKg/R-JUeAeaKhI/AAAAAAAAABU/U7iV9XF_F4c/s72-c/IMG_8217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2322341052256772933</id><published>2008-03-17T07:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:34:22.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainbows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='st. patrick&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leprechauns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8-tracks'/><title type='text'>green day</title><content type='html'>I gotta say...I never quite understood St. Patrick's Day.  Now, that MIGHT be because I don't drink.  I'm not sure.  I will tell you, the people I know who enjoy drinking DON'T need a reason to go to the bar.  They'll just go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...what good has come from St. Paddy's Day?  Leprechauns and Fairies!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems they come out to play on St. Patrick's Day.  And they don't throw rocks at you like freaky gnomes in South America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  Leprechauns just like to goof off and dance.  They also like going on hikes.  They all have this shela...shalele...shileli...stick to help them with their hiking.   They'll hike to the top of a mountain and then start to dance when, magically, a group of women start playing fiddles around him.  It's really a rare and amazing sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to take a picture, it comes out looking like a rainbow.  Seriously!  That's how the fairy magic-stuff works!  The fairies hang out to make sure there is no actual footage.  They throw their fairy dust (not Prairie Dust like at Longhorn's) all around to keep the secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you bump into a leprechaun today, tell him to have a wonderful hike.  If you see some fairies, ask them to toss a little fairy dust on you.  They love doing that.  It actually doesn't do much to humans.  Fairy dust just screws up electronic equipment.  So, whenever the TV or radio or computer breaks, it's probably because a fairy came by and dropped some dust on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get mad!  It's not like they knew this thousands of years ago when they invented fairy dust!  They most high-tech equipment they had was the rock!  Sheesh.  Give them a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not known by many, but they DID try to change the fairy dust formula in the early 80's.  People's 8-tracks and ataris were getting screwed up, so the fairies tried to switch things up.  It was about as successful as New Coke.  So...they went back to the original formula.  Thank goodness they did!  Do you remember the styles and hair????   That was because of screwed up fairy dust!  Good thing that's over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good thing this post is over! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to dance with the fairies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2322341052256772933?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2322341052256772933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2322341052256772933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2322341052256772933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2322341052256772933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/green-day.html' title='green day'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-400876309343417486</id><published>2008-03-14T13:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T14:07:57.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weird day</title><content type='html'>I knew from the beginning that this would be a weird day.  You may have heard this morning that my coffee cup was making a strange sound.  It was odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I find this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article902014.ece"&gt;http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/article902014.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that isn't freaky!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one of those days.  I'm just going to ignore the rest of the day and dream of wookie cookies with hopes that I can make it to tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post today, but I NEEDED to get the word out on that gnome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to alert Travelocity...I think their employee is disgruntled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-400876309343417486?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/400876309343417486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=400876309343417486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/400876309343417486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/400876309343417486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/weird-day.html' title='weird day'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-178108914408121893</id><published>2008-03-13T11:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T12:11:09.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star wars cook books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='94.7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profiterole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook book'/><title type='text'>wookie cookie</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you'd be surprised to find out that I like Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOOOOO!!!!!" you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I love the Star Wizzle. That's what we call it on the street. Or...on the parsec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was looking for some Star Wars comic books on amazon.com and found something cool. If you do a search for Star Wars, there will be a bunch of sub-categories on the left. Right below comic books is cook books. YES! STAR WARS COOK BOOKS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about some of the great things you can make for that special Star Wars fan in your life. Boba Fett-uccini, Hoth Chocolate, Wookie Cookies, Yoda Soda, Sandtrooper Sandies, Tuskan Raider Taters, Han-Burgers, Qui Gon Jinn-ger Snaps and so many more!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome is this idea! I was so excited when I found this. I want to make fun Star Wars names for all my food now. I don't know what to use, but it would make food so much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made 2 of these books! I know! You thought one was enough, but clearly it wasn't! They even have a party book. Yes...so you can have your very own Star Wars party...hint, hint...remember, my birthday is only 8 months away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR! Maybe WMAS should have a Star Wars party. I mean, we have one for the summer, halloween, and valentine's day so why not star wars? Let's start the petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done being a geek for today. If you don't like star wars...well...I'm sure they make other cook books...but they probably stink...and have doofy names of food like profiterole....BOOOOOOOORING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get some Greedo Burritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-178108914408121893?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/178108914408121893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=178108914408121893' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/178108914408121893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/178108914408121893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/wookie-cookie.html' title='wookie cookie'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7341517364662552318</id><published>2008-03-12T07:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T07:50:40.705-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='van halen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david lee roth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>my moves will be so hot, you'll have to stand under the fan</title><content type='html'>HA!  That's a line from a "Hello, Goodbye" song.  It always makes me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we were talking about some of the cockiest things that people in music said and I HAD to repeat something that David Lee Roth said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you put a Van Halen album in your record collection, it will melt all the rest of your records."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet is that line!!!!  It's totally something I would say, though I wouldn't actually mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me laugh because in my last post I talked about Guitar Hero.  After I was done playing, I gave the guitar (or my "axe") back to one of the kids.  I said, "Be careful, I don't want you to burn your hands."  Implying that my playing was so hot, I almost melted the guitar.  It was not actually that hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love phrases like that.  I have to say that the David Lee Roth quote is probably one of the best, but if you can think of any or just make some up, I'd love to hear them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, "It's a tough life when you look so good.  Sometimes when I walk down the street, people just burst into flames because I'm so hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how most of them have to do with things being "so hot" that they will melt stuff, burn stuff or require a fan.  Ahhh...to be a rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to burn up the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7341517364662552318?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7341517364662552318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7341517364662552318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7341517364662552318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7341517364662552318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-moves-will-be-so-hot-youll-have-to.html' title='my moves will be so hot, you&apos;ll have to stand under the fan'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2742895197170686772</id><published>2008-03-11T08:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T08:37:51.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PlayStation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CMN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar Hero'/><title type='text'>you rock!</title><content type='html'>That has a dual meaning today. Thank you for helping us out again this year for the CMN Radiothon. We had a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO! "You Rock" is the message I got playing Guitar Hero on PlayStation. I'm not too hip with the video games. I don't have time with all the comic books I read. Yeah. I'm old-fashioned. BUT I did hang out on the play deck at the hospital and played Guitar Hero for the first time. It was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really fun. It's not like playing real guitar at all, but it's still great. You have to tap buttons to match up with the buttons when they pass by on the screen. I got the new high score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if anybody was to ever question whether I rock or not. It is now official. I do, in fact, ROCK! Ain't no thang...it's just what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, I looked like a complete dork playing it. I was jumping around pretending I was really playing a rock show. Trust me...on stage, it's cool, in a hospital, you look like a geek jumping around getting too involved in a video game. Ah well...at least the game thinks I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get back to my job. What do I do, you ask???? Why, I rock!!!! I just do the radio thing to make money...ok...well it's not much, but it buys me food. If only rockin' paid at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2742895197170686772?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2742895197170686772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2742895197170686772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2742895197170686772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2742895197170686772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-rock.html' title='you rock!'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4687099154958924149</id><published>2008-03-05T07:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:29:08.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cmn</title><content type='html'>Well, folks, it's time for our radiothon again to raise money for Baystate Children's Hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a VERY busy couple of days.  We do radiothon from 6am to 7pm on Thursday and Friday.  Then on Saturday, we do it from 8am-4pm.  It's all for the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  Don't forget to put your clock forward on Saturday night!  Just give it a firm push and the time should change.  If it doesn't, well...I can't help you there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't talk to you again until next week.  I'm sure you'll miss me...no, wait...you'll probably be thankful you won't have to read this blog.  That's what I meant to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to rest up before the radiothon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4687099154958924149?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4687099154958924149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4687099154958924149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4687099154958924149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4687099154958924149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/cmn.html' title='cmn'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2947800740333578218</id><published>2008-03-04T07:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:18:28.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='translator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Philharmonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanotechnology'/><title type='text'>translation please</title><content type='html'>History in the making, folks! The New York Philharmonic Orchestra was in Korea for a big concert last week. It was a big deal because NEVER in history has an entire Philharmonic been able to be transported over-seas. Yeah. According to Merriam-Webster, a Philharmonic is "a very large instrument that makes beautiful harmonic noises and was invented by Phil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With amazing nanotechnology, we were able to get the whole Philharmonic to Korea for this concert. I got to hear a little bit of it. It was pretty exciting, but it reminded me of a part of my life that I'm ashamed of. I can't translate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure a lot of people only know one language, but my problem is that I can't pay attention AND I only speak one language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know two Korean words because the place I do my laundry is run by a wonderful Korean couple. I'm not sure of the spelling, but here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyo: Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komo-Wa: Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are short. A translator has to listen to a WHOLE paragraph of stuff and then translate. How can they remember what was said?! Can they just give the basic idea? Do they have to translate every word? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of another story. Sorry...I'll try to make it short. I have this CD of The Ventures Live in Japan. The Ventures were this surf rock band from the 60's. They have a translator introduce them in English and Japanese. He would say something like, "Thank you for coming to see The Ventures. We're very happy to have them here in Japan. Enjoy the show!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he would say it in Japanese, BUT it would be three times longer and the audience would laugh a few times! What's up with that?! What did he say!!!! I want in on the joke!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I guess I'll never know until I learn Japanese...and pay attention. I can barely pay attention to these blogs. They're so long! I don't know how you get through them! I just keep babbling to keep myself entertained. I don't know what you're still doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to translate a word. Komo-Wa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2947800740333578218?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2947800740333578218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2947800740333578218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2947800740333578218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2947800740333578218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/03/translation-please.html' title='translation please'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7603754552974703904</id><published>2008-02-29T07:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T08:20:20.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ludlow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='94.7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leap Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twinkie the Kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leap Year'/><title type='text'>leap for a day</title><content type='html'>Happy Leap Day! Yay! We get to leap all day today! Act like a froggy. Go ahead...I'll wait...................Done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on with the Leap Day. It's an extra day. How sweet is that! Ok, well, yeah...it IS an extra day of work and school...BUT it's a day that doesn't really exist...yet it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much you could do if you had an extra day. You could fly to Paris. You could get a law degree. You could ride a kangaroo because they leap in a hoppy sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we can finally catch up with the earth going around the sun. We've been late. It's good to be on time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a good excuse to use the word "leap" in exclamations. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! I need this report done in five minutes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leapin' Lizards!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a hippo in the bathroom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leapin' Lemurs!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look out! Twinkie the Kid is trying to lasso you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leapin' Llamas!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hot Diggity! There's a special on all the Presidents on TV tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leapin' Lincoln!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or (sorry...but this is too much fun to stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My zip code is 01056!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leapin' Ludlow!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or...ok...I'm done...but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it all day today. Heck, just go to "L" in the dictionary and find all the fun words you can "leap" with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to leap with the lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Leapin' Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7603754552974703904?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7603754552974703904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7603754552974703904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7603754552974703904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7603754552974703904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-for-day.html' title='leap for a day'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2726229851885872324</id><published>2008-02-28T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:19:21.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Captain Planet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scholastic'/><title type='text'>garfield</title><content type='html'>I used to LOVE Garfield.  I had all those collections of the comic strip.  I had a lot of them, too.  Like 30 of'em.  They always used to offer them with those book clubs I could order from way back when I was in the School of the Elements!  aka: Elementary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it...Scholastic Book Club or something?  I can't remember.  I used to get them when RIF came to school too.  I think they were trying to convince me that Reading Is FUN-d-mental.  Instead, I read Garfield comics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that they would call you to the cafeteria and there would be these little primary-color bookcases with books.  Obviously.  Then, you pick a book and they wrote RIF in it.  I guess to prove that I didn't steal it or something.  I don't remember kids achin' to steal books, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really wanted to talk to you about this website I found.  It's freaky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://garfieldminusgarfield.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://garfieldminusgarfield.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person removed Garfield from the comic strip.  It's weird how the strip comes out.  It's almost sad.   It becomes this dark look at modern life.  John becomes this crazy, pathetic guy who is losing the fight against life.  It's almost like he's talking to you in some of the strips.  It's creepy!  Some of the strips almost make me want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep checking this site to see what happens to John.  I feel for him.  It's like the car crash that you have to look at.  Those empty panels are eerie.  I can't stop thinking about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go.  I think it's time to take control of the Elements!  Just like we learned in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth!  Wind!  Water!  Fire!  Heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2726229851885872324?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2726229851885872324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2726229851885872324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2726229851885872324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2726229851885872324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/garfield.html' title='garfield'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-3909524264108630997</id><published>2008-02-27T07:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T08:33:06.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>holes</title><content type='html'>I know Dina already talked about this in her blog, but I feel that it is worth mentioning again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potholes!!!!!!!!  They're crazy!  This is the worst year for potholes.  I don't know why.  I've hit soooooo many!  I'm afraid my car is going to get stuck in one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that even if we fill up the holes with tar it just becomes a hole again.  SO, I have an idea.   When you hit the hole, water usually splashes up to your window, right?  Well...what if we fill the holes with candy!  Then you hit the pothole and candy flies into your car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only will that be tastier than tar-water, but it will also soften the blow.  If you drive over a huge pile of gummy bears, they're like a soft pillow of gumminess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?!?!?!  See?!?!?!?  Good idea, right!  Wouldn't you like to drive over a soft pillow of gumminess?  I know I would!  Heck!  They should make EVERYTHING out of gummy candy!  I want everything to be a soft pillow of gumminess!  I just love the phrase "soft pillow of gumminess!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start a band and call it Soft Pillow of Gumminess.  You would listen to that band, wouldn't you?  I know I would.  They sound tasty.  I wouldn't release songs online, though.  I would make people buy CDs and LPs and make the packaging out of...can you guess?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right!  GUMMY CANDY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I am a marketing genius. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to live the gummy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-3909524264108630997?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/3909524264108630997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=3909524264108630997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3909524264108630997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3909524264108630997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/holes.html' title='holes'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6904907412494428412</id><published>2008-02-25T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:38:29.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't quote me on that</title><content type='html'>Hi again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a crazy weekend.  Did you?  I had my play this weekend.  It was a ton of fun and I'm going to miss all the folks I acted with.  They were awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get a little press.  A newspaper came by and asked us questions.  If you get the Enfield version of the Reminder News, then you saw the article.  You can check it out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.remindernews.com/node/7/&amp;amp;town=enfield&amp;amp;url=ENF-2008-02-19-2-Ar00200"&gt;http://www.remindernews.com/node/7/&amp;amp;town=enfield&amp;amp;url=ENF-2008-02-19-2-Ar00200&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is my quote.  It says "I am pretty much up there the whole time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID in fact say that but it almost sounds like I'm cocky about it.  "Look at me up there the whole time."  That's not what I meant it to sound like.  It's funny because she asked me about the show and I said it was pretty hard for me.  I am pretty much up there the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every other show I've been in, I've had whole scenes to just sit and get ready.  Not so much in this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!!!! It's all about the context!  I don't think she meant for me to sound full of myself, but when I read the article, it made me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did go to the show, I hope you enjoyed it!  I know I enjoyed doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's a life lesson somewhere in this post, but I'm far too lazy to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to look at myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6904907412494428412?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6904907412494428412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6904907412494428412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6904907412494428412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6904907412494428412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-quote-me-on-that.html' title='don&apos;t quote me on that'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7331532427136466719</id><published>2008-02-21T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:52:49.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back from the flu-ture</title><content type='html'>heh...that was ALMOST creative.  I know, I know...it's back TO the future...I tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back!  I started with some form of sickness last Tuesday and I didn't really feel better until Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN!  I had to catch up on a LOT of stuff.  Now that I have caught up, I can get back to blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have figured out where this alien/mutant disease came from.  The world is slowly being taken over by alien-mutant celery!  Oh, they gave it some innocent name, llareta (or yareta), and telling me it's just a relative of celery that grows in the desert, but I know better.  It's here to take over the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chilebosque.cl/shrb/acomp.html"&gt;http://www.chilebosque.cl/shrb/acomp.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff is a plant!  It's weird and freaky!  I first saw it on some show called "The Desert Speaks" on PBS.  It's on at 3:30AM and is hosted by this wacky guy who LOVES the desert.  I don't know what he does for a real job but according to the show he lives in an adobe in the desert and goes on trips around to world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found this alien-mutant celery and now I'm afraid that's what got me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I found that a combination of Necco wafers, ginger cookies and Campbell's Mexican Style Chicken Tortilla soup will cure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can cure yourself from this horrible invasion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that's enough weirdness...I'm off to fight the alien celery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7331532427136466719?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7331532427136466719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7331532427136466719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7331532427136466719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7331532427136466719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-from-flu-ture.html' title='back from the flu-ture'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4557315766025911919</id><published>2008-02-12T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:50:28.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden treasure</title><content type='html'>This morning, we talked about finding strange things in your home.  Well, I found a dragon in my home once!  Really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in my old apartment.  One day, he just showed up in my bathroom.  His name was Artemis.  I guess he liked living in my bathroom because he stayed there for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a cool roommate.  I didn't charge him rent or anything.  Not because he could toast me with his fire breath, which he could, but because he was a cool dragon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was no big deal.  I mean, he didn't take up a lot of room.  Well, a dragon is a magical being, so he can be huge when he wants, but when he wants to be invisible and live in my bathroom, then you don't really notice the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Artemis in about a year, but I'm sure he's off on some adventure.  Maybe he's living in my old apartment again.  I don't know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see Artemis, tell him I said hi!  What, you don't know if the dragon you see is Artemis?  Then it's probably not him.  Trust me, you'll KNOW if you're talking to Artemis.   Maybe I'll see him again.  Who knows, he might like my new apartment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to check the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4557315766025911919?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4557315766025911919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4557315766025911919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4557315766025911919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4557315766025911919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/hidden-treasure.html' title='hidden treasure'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5319071892823893909</id><published>2008-02-07T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:46:48.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>care bears</title><content type='html'>We do a contest at 5:30 every morning aptly called "The 5:30 Club".  This week we are giving away tickets to check out Care Bears at Showcase Cinemas.  Showcase does this cool thing where they show "kid movies" on Saturday and Sunday mornings.   This month just happens to be Care Bears.  I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started watching their cartoon on Saturday mornings on CBS.  It's not as cool as the old Care Bear movies, but they are pretty sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much fun to stick out your tummy and say "Care Bear Stare" with hopes that a beam of light will come out.  If a beam of light doesn't come out, well, you're just not "staring" enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Care-a-lot.  It seems like a cool place where you can grow candy and everything smells like rainbows.  What?  You don't know what rainbows smell like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....let me see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's how you make your own rainbow smell at home (you probably shouldn't try this at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 20o ml. of smiles&lt;br /&gt;add handful of sugar&lt;br /&gt;sprinkle in some sunshine&lt;br /&gt;and cook for 40 minutes in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now your home should smell like rainbows! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that's enough of that...where did that even come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to cook up some rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5319071892823893909?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5319071892823893909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5319071892823893909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5319071892823893909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5319071892823893909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/care-bears.html' title='care bears'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7231526467640345440</id><published>2008-02-06T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T07:58:13.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>silver coins</title><content type='html'>Ok, I love Big Y.  I mean, they're a great store and I do a lot of shopping there.  BUT!  They've been giving me silver coins like crazy!  I don't know what to do with them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly, right?  Who complains about getting silver coins?  Well, I've been getting two everytime I shop there for the last month.  I don't even play the game, they just give them to me.  I have a HUGE pile of them.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why don't I just use them?  I have nothing to buy with them.  The little booklet with all their "coin items" doesn't have anything that I would buy.  They used to give you a discount on those ice cream cakes, but not anymore.  THAT is what I would buy with them.  Now, maybe orange juice.  BUT AGAIN!  It's on sale and it's cheaper than their "coin price"!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll just keep a stack of silver coins until I can use them on OJ or something.  If you need a silver coin, let me know.  I'm more than happy to share.  I'll trade you two silvers for a blue.  Can I do that?  I have to go check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you've ever had this problem, but I'm probably the only person who complains about getting something that can save him money.  That's like saying, "People keep handing me $100 bills.  Why won't they stop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to work on my coin stacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7231526467640345440?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7231526467640345440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7231526467640345440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7231526467640345440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7231526467640345440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/silver-coins.html' title='silver coins'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8902484421689751762</id><published>2008-02-05T07:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T07:28:42.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mardi gras</title><content type='html'>It's time for Mardi Gras!  I think that's French for "Marty likes to eat grass".  How that became a party in New Orleans I'll never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rock star parents went to a Mardi Gras party and stayed up until 10:30pm!  I know!  They went out on a Saturday night and partied till way before the crack of dawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they rock stars?  Want to hear about my Saturday night?  I got home from work around 8pm and watched tv until I fell asleep.  I fell asleep around 10:30pm.  See!  My parents were just  finishing their party when I was already konked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you're doing anything to celebrate mardi gras, but if you're doing it before 6pm, then I'd like to come.  I get drowsy after six.  I'm not much of a rock star.  I'm more like a rock.  A lumpy, moldy rock.  Why can't I be old?  Er...I mean...my parents aren't old...I meant to say why can't I be retired.  Yeah...that's what I meant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to shuffle to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8902484421689751762?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8902484421689751762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8902484421689751762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8902484421689751762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8902484421689751762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/mardi-gras.html' title='mardi gras'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-597702996749813448</id><published>2008-02-04T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:04:07.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another new blog</title><content type='html'>Hi folks!  We are changing yet again.  If you are a comic book reader, I could say it's the "All New, All Different" blog.  Why would I say that?  Well...they do that to make it seem like the comics are all new and all different...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this new blog will be on our brand new webpage!  That's right!  I actually haven't done it yet, but I will soon.  I know there have been some troubles with our site, but as soon as the new one is up, you'll be able to see my new blog there.  I'll start posting on it as soon as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to keep reading the blog, it's just going to be at www.947wmas.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd blog I'll be doing in less than a year!  Who knew it would be so confusing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking for the new blog to start happening.  I'll see you all there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-597702996749813448?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/597702996749813448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=597702996749813448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/597702996749813448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/597702996749813448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-new-blog.html' title='another new blog'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-3068980812158758867</id><published>2008-02-01T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:58:51.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hulk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peeps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microwave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><title type='text'>microwave bowl</title><content type='html'>Well, we had a "microwave bowl" this morning.  It consisted of two "Peeps" with toothpicks in them.  Then, they expanded, and the first one to stab the other one wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One peep had a "P" on it for Patriots and one had a "NY" for the Giants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Patriot Peep knocked the other one over.  It was very exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try this at home.  Sticking random things in the microwave is NOT a safe way to predict sports games.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what peeps think when they're in the microwave because they blow up like a balloon.  Do they feel bloated?  Do they think they are the hulk?  "The more microwaved Peep gets, the bigger peep gets!  Peep Smash!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope you enjoy your weekend! If you're watching football, enjoy the game, if you're not, Nature is going to show a great episode about Elephants on PBS!  Yeah!  Pachyderm Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to peep out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-3068980812158758867?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/3068980812158758867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=3068980812158758867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3068980812158758867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/3068980812158758867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/02/microwave-bowl.html' title='microwave bowl'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6504695404219895941</id><published>2008-01-31T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:29:43.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ren and stimpy'/><title type='text'>throwing and kicking</title><content type='html'>Something is going on this weekend. Some big game where people throw and kick stuff. I'm not sure exactly what is going on, but it's supposed to be a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about snacks guys could make that are easy and don't take long. I don't know if it's a guy thing, but I don't like complicated or long recipes. If my food can't be ready in five minutes, I don't want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably why I eat a lot of cereal. Prep time is quick and the ingredients are short. VERY easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when people say, "Oh, this recipe is EASY! It only takes about 20 minutes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!!!!!! 20 minutes! What am I supposed to do for that time?! Play with my nose goblins?! (Old Ren and Stimpy reference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, go watch that sport with feet and a ball or something. I thing some guy will do something on a field. So...go team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to cheer for a touchdown goal homerun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6504695404219895941?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6504695404219895941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6504695404219895941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6504695404219895941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6504695404219895941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/throwing-and-kicking.html' title='throwing and kicking'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5418992889868518945</id><published>2008-01-29T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:45:27.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanilla fudge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='94.7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carmine appice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super mario bros.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paradiddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drums'/><title type='text'>paradiddle</title><content type='html'>A lot of folks might not know this, but I used to be a drummer. That's right, waaaaaaaay back in the day, I had a drum set and would rock on with my clock on. (get it? because the drummer keeps time in the band? time...clock? funny? eh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paradiddle is a type of pattern you hit the drum with. It's one of the many rock and roll drum beats I learned. How did I learn to rock so hard? Carmine Appice. Yep. The famous drummer from the late 60's rock band Vanilla Fudge. What a great name, right? He wrote books on drum technique. You should check out his web page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carmineappice.net/home.html"&gt;http://www.carmineappice.net/home.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how cool he was? I learned from the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back when I was in a band called "$240 Worth of Pudding" (almost as clever as "Vanilla Fudge"), I had an appreciation for all things drum. Maybe someday I'll tell you all about "Two-Forty", as we liked to call ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy I found online rocks. What makes him so cool? He plays along with Super Mario Bros. Yeah. Awesome. Check it out. I love double bass drum. That's the big drum on the floor, if you're not a drummer. It's that buddabuddabuddabudda sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EF9e2ZVAapE&amp;amp;feature=user"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EF9e2ZVAapE&amp;amp;feature=user&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it. I wish I could still play. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to flam. (another drum thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5418992889868518945?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5418992889868518945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5418992889868518945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5418992889868518945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5418992889868518945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/paradiddle.html' title='paradiddle'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5254638108964805289</id><published>2008-01-28T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T08:20:23.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>car crash</title><content type='html'>Well, my car got a good smack on the butt on Friday night.   It was exciting.  I was on my way to visit some friends when my car got hit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the stop light in front of IHOP on rt. 20.  Then, there was a loud SCREEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!!!!!   Followed by a WOBOLSELEJOWWWODKLSLJFWOWOW!!!!  (That's me getting hit by a car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the car with my girlfriend and we are both fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are driving on 20, check out the tire marks in front of IHOP.  It's in the middle lane.  You might even find pieces of my car.  You can keep those as souvenirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my car looks like it was in Cloverfield.  She's missing a big ol' chunk from the back.  It's weird looking.  BUT!!!!! She still goes!  Yeah!  I have to go through all the insurance fun, but hopefully we'll get some cosmetic surgery and she'll be as good as new...or sort of new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in any fun car crashes?  Most probably aren't fun, but this one wasn't bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get some touch-up paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5254638108964805289?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5254638108964805289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5254638108964805289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5254638108964805289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5254638108964805289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/car-crash.html' title='car crash'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-159196107611175700</id><published>2008-01-24T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:53:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soda</title><content type='html'>Hi again!  I'm feeling fizzy today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not supposed to sound weird.  It actually means I'm talking about soda.  These days, I don't drink a lot of soda.  I don't know why, but I drink mostly water.  I guess it's healthier or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!  Back in the day...way back before I cared about my health, I would drink a lot of soda...and it was good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top choice?  Probably Cherry Coke...or IBC Root Beer...or Mug Root Beer...or Shasta!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shasta is a heavy duty orange-flavored soda.  Check it out, you will find it has more calories per serving than any other orange-flavored soda.  That's what gives it the Shas-tastic flavor.  It's also a fun word to say as an expletive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the street and WHAM!!! I get hit with a baseball bat.  What do I say?  Thas right!  "Oh Shasta!  That hurt!!!!!!"  (yeah...the "t" is missing on purpose in "Thas"...it's fun to say it that way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this site that remembers the old sodas that you can't find anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://listverse.com/miscellaneous/top-10-discontinued-sodas/"&gt;http://listverse.com/miscellaneous/top-10-discontinued-sodas/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool.  I also miss some of them.  Crystal Pepsi and Slice.  Oh...those were good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Hubba Bubba soda?!  How sweet is that!  I can drink my bubble gum!  Genius! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are missing one soda that was super-rad.  "OK" soda.  It was an orange/cola-flavored soda.  What made "OK" so fun was that you could call 1-800-I-FEEL-OK and hear weird messages about the magical properties of "OK" soda.  You could also leave your own experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember calling it once and the guy on the phone said, "I drank a can of OK soda.  Then I took a bath and pushed in my belly-button and became invisible".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I forget that?  Because I tried it, like, a million times!  Never worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would call with my friends, Max and Tim, and we would leave a bunch of weird messages hoping the folks at "OK" would use them.  I don't know if they ever did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What soda do you miss?  And does reading my blog give you any magical powers?  I'd love to hear about both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to fizz-out!    Seriously, I like flat soda.  Weird, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-159196107611175700?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/159196107611175700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=159196107611175700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/159196107611175700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/159196107611175700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/soda.html' title='soda'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7003671539103436914</id><published>2008-01-22T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T09:02:09.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>word play</title><content type='html'>I just saw this movie yesterday called "Word Play".  It's crazy!  It is about people who do crossword puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might do a crossword puzzle and it will take you a few hours to get it all done, but these people do it in, like, 2 minutes!  How mad is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my dad doing the crossword from the weekend paper and sometimes I would fill in an answer.  Yeah...just one.  If there was a question about Star Trek or comic books or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cool movie to see.  These people are so smart.  If I were that smart...well...I probably wouldn't be keeping a blog that praised unicorns every few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...I guess unicorns are cooler than crossword puzzles.  I mean, have you ever seen a crossword puzzle fly!  Heck no! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...take that crossword!  Or should I call you lame-word puzzle?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go across...or down...I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...happy birthday sis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7003671539103436914?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7003671539103436914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7003671539103436914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7003671539103436914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7003671539103436914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/word-play.html' title='word play'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4374064023460547502</id><published>2008-01-21T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:54:27.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pets</title><content type='html'>We took some phone calls from people who have a lot of pets this morning.  It was interesting to hear about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a pet person myself.  I had a few fish in my past, but nothing right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you have for pets?  Does anybody have a lot of them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a pot-bellied pig, a desert tortoise and a small terrier.  If I ever make enough money to get a home, I would like to get those things.   Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why those three things?  They're cool! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.  I'm off to go back into my shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4374064023460547502?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4374064023460547502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4374064023460547502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4374064023460547502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4374064023460547502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/pets.html' title='pets'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6264452384410301889</id><published>2008-01-17T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:09:30.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting</title><content type='html'>Hi again.  I read an article that people who fast have less heart disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to argue with scientific research!  I decided to try it, so yesterday I ate everything faster.  It was tough, but I want a healthy heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN tell you that my tummy is still feeling icky from my fasting yesterday, but I'm pretty sure my heart is happy.  It's thumping like crazy!  It must be excited that I'm fasting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to fast again.  I don't think I'm supposed to do it everyday because the article said it worked for people who "fast regularly".  Though, maybe if I do it EVERY day, I'll have the healthiest heart on the planet!  My heart would beat faster than everybody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bdrbdrbdrbdrbdrbdrbdrbdr&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's the sound of my speedy heart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I'm off to eat fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6264452384410301889?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6264452384410301889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6264452384410301889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6264452384410301889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6264452384410301889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/fasting.html' title='fasting'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-920827101642079119</id><published>2008-01-16T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:17:37.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hair cute</title><content type='html'>I got my hair cut yesterday (yes, I know it says "cute" up there).  I was in a bit of a panic because my hair stylist was out on maternity leave, so I didn't know when she would get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know!  The horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is back and just in time too!  I have an appointment with the eye doctor next week.  "Why does that matter?" you ask.  You'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, last year, I went to get my eyes checked and he said that I don't NEED glasses, but I can get some if I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see how the eyes are this year, if they are getting worse, I'll probably get glasses.  I'll let you know.  BUT!  I didn't want to get glasses without getting my haircut first! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bad would that be?  I wouldn't know if the glasses looked good because of my bad hair.   That would just be chaos.  Chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to read the chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-920827101642079119?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/920827101642079119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=920827101642079119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/920827101642079119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/920827101642079119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/hair-cute.html' title='hair cute'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7708281703462398102</id><published>2008-01-15T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T12:24:07.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mind over manner</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody. I just want to thank you for all your wonderful comments and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just me showing some good manners.  We talked about kids having good manners this morning.  There is a school in England that is starting a "manner class" for their students.  They will learn proper manners and the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a fabulous idea.  It may make me sound old if I say "kids these days"...BUT, I was saying that when I was a kid.  So...kids those days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  Do kids have good manners these days?  Should it be taught in school?  At home? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of manners, what does it mean to mind your P's and Q's?  I mean, I always heard it, but never really thought about it until now.  "P" could be please, but what could "q" mean?  Please and Quank You?  Is that how they said "thanks" in old English?  Did they spell it with a q? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 1: Hear Ye!  I seeketh an ale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2: Mind your P's and Q's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 1: Forgiveth Me!  Please, giveth me an ale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 2: Me pleasure!  An ale for thine belly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 1: Quank Thee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly...I wish I lived in ye olde times.  They had some fun conversations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough of that, I'm offeth to practice my manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez...eth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7708281703462398102?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7708281703462398102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7708281703462398102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7708281703462398102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7708281703462398102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/mind-over-manner.html' title='mind over manner'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4919441409661762588</id><published>2008-01-11T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:18:53.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spider-man</title><content type='html'>Ok, I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this as a post or not, but I think I will. If you don't like geeks yelling, then this is not for you, but if you find it fun to laugh at geeks getting all huffy puffy, then this is your lucky day! I will warn you...this is kind of long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in case you didn't know, Spider-Man has been married to Mary Jane for about 20 years. Also, not too long ago, Spidey showed the world that he was Peter Parker in a HUGE press conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's the quick background: Aunt May was shot. Peter's been trying to find somebody to save her life. The demon Mephisto comes by to make a deal. He'll take the love from Peter and MJ's marriage and give Aunt May her life. Then MJ works out a secret little deal to make sure Peter's identity isn't known to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF! It is done. Aunt May is alive and well. MJ and Peter never got married and nobody knows that Peter is Spider-Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for the complaints? (Imagine me saying all this loud and fast with lots of hand waving) What kind of superhero makes a deal with the devil?!?! They know he can't be trusted! What's up with that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't care if MJ and Peter are together. I like her, but it wouldn't bother me if they separated...some other way. But, since it "never happened", the last 20 years of comic books haven't happened. Oh, that's nice. That's like Voldemort saying a spell in the middle of the Harry Potter books that made it so Harry didn't go to Hogwarts, but instead went into Real Estate. All of a sudden, none of that aweomse stuff ever happened! Annoying, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, everybody "forgot" that Peter is Spidey. They do know that Spidey took his mask off in a HUGE (as stated earlier) press conference, but nobody remembers who was under the mask. Somebody can just YouTube it and see it again, right? I guess not! Mephisto deleted it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know these are comic books and people come back to life and fly and travel through time, but they usually try to come up with something better than "we all forgot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? We all forget? The whole world can't remember? How does that happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew...that is all. I'm sure I could go on forever, but you've suffered enough. I've warned you in the past that sometimes I have to post "geek stuff". I can't hide it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go cuddle with my comic books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4919441409661762588?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4919441409661762588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4919441409661762588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4919441409661762588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4919441409661762588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/spider-man.html' title='spider-man'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4237757021133956167</id><published>2008-01-09T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:49:31.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy gym</title><content type='html'>We talked about the gym being busy this morning, but Dina and I were complaining a lot more that what got on the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is SO busy there!  Dina and I actually go to the same gym.  Sometimes we'll ride bikes next to each other and pretend we're enjoying a friendly bike ride through the country and we'll sip tea and talk about ancient philosophy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's a complete lie.  We'll say hi and then try to avoid each other as best we can.  Hey, I just hung out with her all morning!  Isn't that enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we've noticed the "resolutioners" are all there trying to get some gym time in.  I shouldn't complain that people want to be healthy, but I am.  I tend to go early afternoon when a lot of people are at work.  Well, apparently they are not at work because they are now at the gym! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want them using my machines.  I am very particular about which bike I use.  Don't ask me why.  I have no good reason.  It's just the way I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you start going to the gym?  Do you care if other people are there?  Do you have to use a particular machine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to stretch it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4237757021133956167?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4237757021133956167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4237757021133956167' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4237757021133956167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4237757021133956167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-gym.html' title='busy gym'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-9207339526097002006</id><published>2008-01-08T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:24:00.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pickles and ketchup (or catsup)</title><content type='html'>It's time to talk about food.  Food is good.  Food is there for you to enjoy...except vegetables...they're just icky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few food combinations that some people think are gross, BUT when you actually try it, you will find out they are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like an example?  Try a tuna fish sandwich, but put hot sauce on it.  It's REALLY good.  They compliment each other well.  I didn't believe it at first either, but once I tried it, I was hooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, peanut butter and spinach sandwiches.  It adds a tasty crunch to peanut butter.  You can use lettuce if you don't like spinach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW!  I have a brand new awesome amalgamation.  Pickles and ketchup.  I watch this great kids show on the weekend called "Dragon".  It's a cute show about a dragon who does silly things.  Strangely, Dragon and I have a lot in common.  I can relate to his mishaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he likes to snack on different combinations of foods, and one time he was dipping his pickles in ketchup (on the show they spell it catsup).  I tried it and it is great!  Trust me.  They go together really well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like?  Is there anything that seems odd, but you love it?  Let me know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to eat some yummy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-9207339526097002006?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/9207339526097002006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=9207339526097002006' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9207339526097002006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9207339526097002006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/pickles-and-ketchup-or-catsup.html' title='pickles and ketchup (or catsup)'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2682459553253157689</id><published>2008-01-04T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T08:32:38.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rob thomas</title><content type='html'>We were talking about Rob Thomas today.  He did the song for a commercial for the History Channel today.  It's a cool tune. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris said that the History Channel is now cool.  He was close.  The History Channel was ALWAYS cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did a show about how the earth was made.  It had a professor from Mount Holyoke talking about plate tectonics.  I don't remember his name, but if you have him as a teacher, tell him I said hi.  And ask him how I can get on the History Channel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I do a little acting.  Whenever I watch a show on the History Channel, I always want to be a part of it.  They get a ton of actors playing a genius in history or doing battles in ancient Rome and Greece.  How cool would it be to get to wear a toga and carry a sword and a shield?  I could be a Roman commander of some sort.  Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope everybody has a great weekend.   I have to work on my Latin if I'm going to get a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper ubi sub ubi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2682459553253157689?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2682459553253157689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2682459553253157689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2682459553253157689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2682459553253157689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/rob-thomas.html' title='rob thomas'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-78391698815046230</id><published>2008-01-02T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T08:28:16.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution</title><content type='html'>It is the second day of the new year and I'm having a fantastic time!  Why?  I don't know, I just am.  Shouldn't I just have a fantastic time all the time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you make a resolution?  I did not.  I never do, but that's just me.  I would love to hear your resolutions.  I'd be interested in seeing what other people decide to do for their resolutions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a resolution kind of guy.  If I want to make a change in my life, I will attempt to do it as soon as I can to the best of my ability.  I think I started doing that because I always knew a lot of people who would start saying that they would quit smoking for their resolution, but they would start saying it in September. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered why they didn't just try right away.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did make a resolution, it would be to learn how to fly.  Not a plane or anything, just actually fly.  Like Superman.  Yeah...that will be my resolution this year.  Let's see if I can do it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to try all year.  I'll let you know as soon as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go jump into the air...and stay there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-78391698815046230?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/78391698815046230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=78391698815046230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/78391698815046230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/78391698815046230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolution.html' title='resolution'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-1408927657735256807</id><published>2007-12-31T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:17:05.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the eve of the new year</title><content type='html'>Well, thank goodness for our organization of time.  Without it, things would just be a mess.  It seems to work out fairly well.  Time hasn't stopped yet...so I guess it's working...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to celebrate the new year!  Well...that is if use the calendar that says that it is going to be 2008 tomorrow.  I know the Chinese new year is a little ways away and if you're Jewish, it already happened.  But for everybody else, it's time to par-tay!  Well...that is if you're not boring like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll probably go to bed by 10pm tonight.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do on New Year's Eve?  I used to have a tradition when I was younger.  Do you remember "Snick" on Nickelodeon?  It was short for Saturday Night Nick.  They had shows like Roundhouse, Ren and Stimpy, and The Adventures of Pete and Pete.  Well, every year they would show a marathon of Pete and Pete.  I used to LOVE that show.  I still have them all on tape.  Yeah, on VHS.  They would have a marathon until the New Year's Eve episode and then it was Midnight.  I would open the door and go outside for a second and breathe in the cool air of the new year.  Then I would go to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since there is no Pete and Pete, I just go to bed.  Dang...I've gotten old! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear your traditions.  Even if you don't do them anymore.  Maybe I will watch some Pete and Pete episodes tonight...just for fun.  I'll probably fall asleep on the couch, but whatever, I don't have to work tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go get my noisemakers and party hats ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-1408927657735256807?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/1408927657735256807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=1408927657735256807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1408927657735256807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1408927657735256807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/eve-of-new-year.html' title='the eve of the new year'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-1957489329334100904</id><published>2007-12-28T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T07:47:51.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wrenches and malls</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this is the last time I'm going to report about my vacation and holiday.  I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an Uncle who always gets something for everybody.  It's usually something unusual.  Actually, it's always something unusual.  This year I got Wrenchware.  What is wrenchware?  It is silverware with wrenching uses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...think of a fork...with a wrench on the handle.  That is wrenchware.  At first you might think this is silly, but it's not.  How often have you needed to tighten a bolt when eating dinner?  Very often!  I know, it happens all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yummy...this meal, which I am eating with a fork, is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sink: Clunk!  Clink!  Clurunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hot Diggity!  The sink is angry about something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sink: Grunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I bet it needs a bolt tightening...but I don't want to stop eating dinner...what should I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sink: Krkrkrkrk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait!  I know!  I have a wrench on my fork!  I don't have to stop eating!  I can fix and eat at the same time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(munching and bolt tightening sound effex ensue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Perfect.  Both the dinner and the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sink: Ahhhh...much better.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you can understand now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get odd gifts?  It could be Christmas or your birthday or whatever you want.  What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also curious about your holiday traditions.  I have one where I play Mall Madness with my cousins.  I don't know how it started...or why it continues, but I play on and rock it out.  I can find sales like you wouldn't believe.  It's a bit odd, but it's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any traditions that seem a little different? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I have today.  It was a long post, but I didn't post for a week before I got back, so I'm just making up for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go practice my Mall Madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-1957489329334100904?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/1957489329334100904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=1957489329334100904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1957489329334100904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1957489329334100904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/wrenches-and-malls.html' title='wrenches and malls'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8752392390495606770</id><published>2007-12-27T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T07:55:14.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unicorn Park</title><content type='html'>Hi folks.  Over vacation I was lucky enough to find the secret entrance to Unicorn Park.  When the conditions are absolutely perfect, you can take a wrong exit off of 93 in Woburn, MA and end up in Unicorn Park.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we got there as the mist was falling and hiding the magical land of Unicorn Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a real place.  I'm not sure what they have there, but I would imagine that it's a park designed for unicorn toddlers to play.  You know, special slides and swings that can accommodate unicorn shapes and horns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they have trees made of candy and they grow back very quickly so you can always eat them.  Even the grass is candy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always rainbows in unicorn park.  AND in the winter, when the snow is falling, there are snowbows.  Unicorns love snowbows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get to see any unicorns, but hopefully someday, I can take a wrong exit again and play at unicorn park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that tomorrow I won't talk about unicorns or rainbows.  It's getting a little too crazy here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get lost in Woburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8752392390495606770?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8752392390495606770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8752392390495606770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8752392390495606770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8752392390495606770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/unicorn-park.html' title='Unicorn Park'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4030013620119271097</id><published>2007-12-26T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:46:49.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>post-vacation post</title><content type='html'>Hi there!  I'm back from vacation and I have a LOT to tell.  I think I'm going to do a little at a time so I don't overwhelm you with awesome news.  I've seen reports of people getting too much awesomeness and then needing medical attention from awesome overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care so much about you that I won't let that happen.  I think there was a commercial once about that.  It was some sort of alert thing you wore.  This old lady fell over and pressed the button and said, "I've gotten too much awesome and I can't get up!" and then the hospital sent somebody over to fix her.  It was very scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we'll talk about Nature.  It's a show on PBS.  Well, with the writer's strike, I gotta watch something!  It's actually this really cool show and they had "Christmas in Yellowstone" on the other day.  It had otters and foxes and animals doing stuff in the snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a rainbow that seemed to be made of snow.  I'm going to call it a "snowbow".  It looked like a "bow" in the sky that was mostly pale and white.  It was made of snow, but had an arch like a rainbow.  Has anybody else ever seen this?  It was pretty darn cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a look online, but couldn't find anything.  I saw one website that said frozen water doesn't make rainbows, but they did not say if frozen water could make a snowbow.  I think it can.  I saw it.  Would I lie?  Nope, I would not! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all I have for today, and if you don't think a blog about a "snowbow" is good enough, then tomorrow be here for more unicorn talk.  I know, it's a 4-year-old girl is writing this blog.  Maybe I'm just paying Dina's daughter to do this so I don't have to.    hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get some cash out...child labor isn't cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4030013620119271097?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4030013620119271097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4030013620119271097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4030013620119271097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4030013620119271097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/post-vacation-post.html' title='post-vacation post'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5804226635752459313</id><published>2007-12-19T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:50:59.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>winter solstice celebration</title><content type='html'>Happy Winter Celebration! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that too P.C. for you?  Sorry.  I like it better that way.  When you say Happy Winter Celebration, it almost sounds like the WHOLE winter is a celebration.  That would be way awesomer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this now because I will not be at work again until Dec. 26.  That's right, I have a few days of vacation left that I have to take because if I don't use them, they disappear.  Let's use this idea for a couplet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my vacation days, and I will lose them&lt;br /&gt;If, for one moment, I hesitate to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that fun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will be celebrating underneath my silver tree.  Yep, it's a very rare tree that is hard to find.  I think its botanical name is Pine Silverado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the Silver Forest in Rainbow Land and cut down a silver pine.  The forest is a little scary with all the griffins, but as long as you treat them with respect, they're cool.  I said the magic words, "Emoc Htiw Em Revlis Eert Dna I Lliw Ekat Erac Fo Eeht" and then I had my silver tree! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun day in Rainbow Land.  It's hard to get to because you can only go there when there is a rainbow in the sky, and when you leave, you don't know where you'll end up.  You leave wherever the rainbow is at that time.  I got out in Hoboken...holding a silver tree.  It looked a little weird, but I got home safely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's enough story for one day.  I'll talk to everybody again next week!  I hope you enjoy whatever you celebrate: Christmas, Boxing Day, Kwanzaa, or any other variation/combination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave you with Happy Winter Celebration! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go find a rainbow...they have a FANTASTIC candy store in Rainbow Land...I need another fix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5804226635752459313?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5804226635752459313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5804226635752459313' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5804226635752459313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5804226635752459313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-solstice-celebration.html' title='winter solstice celebration'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8422685700643925283</id><published>2007-12-18T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T08:38:46.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>every town in mass</title><content type='html'>My friends Bobb and Laura are doing something fun!  They are going to go to every town and city in Mass and get their picture in front of the "welcome" sign.  I decided to give them a little promotion because I think it's a grand idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://massachusetts351.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://massachusetts351.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to visit the 3 cities I'm allowed to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8422685700643925283?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8422685700643925283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8422685700643925283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8422685700643925283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8422685700643925283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/every-town-in-mass.html' title='every town in mass'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8806985181429846996</id><published>2007-12-17T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:30:35.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I boogie down like a unicorn...</title><content type='html'>That's a line from the rock song in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.  I watched it again this weekend and heard that line during their dance.  What a great line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that I can actually boogie down like a unicorn.  Have you ever seen a unicorn boogie down?  It's pretty darn good.  Think break dancing meets salsa.  That's how they boogie down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can also spin on their horn.  I'm serious.  How rad is that?  There are only a few unicorns out there who can do it, but it's brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love unicorns.  Some people think unicorns are wussy, but they are totally hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it this way: If a horse is running headfirst at you and rams you, it's going to hurt.  A lot!  BUT you'll probably walk away with some broken ribs or something, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a unicorn is running at you headfirst and rams you, you're gone!  The End!  Not so tough now, are you Mr. Horse!  Unicorn took you out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, they're born with a weapon right on their noggin!  Good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to stop talking about unicorns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to boogie down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8806985181429846996?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8806985181429846996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8806985181429846996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8806985181429846996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8806985181429846996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-boogie-down-like-unicorn.html' title='I boogie down like a unicorn...'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2998479800060701143</id><published>2007-12-14T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:25:56.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy poster boy</title><content type='html'>As in blog posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this week was so sparse with the blogging.  It was truly a hectic week.  As you may have heard, we lost power on Tuesday.  I know some folks heard...or didn't hear because there was no radio for a while.  Sorry!  A hefty bird landed on the large "on" switch we have for our station.  We couldn't figure out what happened until somebody found the door.  It's really dark in the station when we lose power.  It's a good thing Dina had her menorah set up for the last day of Hanukkah.  Since it was on Tuesday, 7 candles were lit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Wednesday (which I pronounce Wed-Nes-Day) I had to go fight the parking ticket I had.  I got on my knees and pleaded with the court to let my ticket go.  They let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my very-prepared and intelligent friend came with me and brought along proof that I was actually at City Stage on the day in question and that I mailed them a ticket stub to validate my parking.  They believed those rational reasons and let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the reasons I didn't post all week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?  Well, it's late because I was supposed to be somewhere, but then I didn't have to be, so I decided to make up my horrible blogging badness by actually writing something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me.  I beg you to let this minor mishap go!  I plead to you like I plead to the Springfield Parking Authority (who I love dearly). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done.  I'm out like a bellybutton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2998479800060701143?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2998479800060701143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2998479800060701143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2998479800060701143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2998479800060701143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-poster-boy.html' title='lazy poster boy'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-158881503930270612</id><published>2007-12-13T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T08:15:24.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>snow days</title><content type='html'>Ok, so why is it that people think food will run out when snow is coming? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the store to get some bread today.  That's it.  I have one end left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there is snow, it seems that everybody HAS to buy supplies just in case they are trapped in their home for a few months.  People who would shop on Friday and Saturday will do it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...It's going to be done by tomorrow!!!!!!  You can pick up stuff tomorrow!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't get it.  I would understand if the weather said there would be snow and horrible weather for days, but it's going to be partly cloudy and 41 tomorrow.  That sounds like great shopping weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else to say about it.  I'm just afraid of going shopping today.  Maybe I'll go without food tonight and wait until tomorrow.  Everybody should be done by then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to toast the butt of the bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-158881503930270612?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/158881503930270612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=158881503930270612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/158881503930270612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/158881503930270612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-days.html' title='snow days'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4124373336240408136</id><published>2007-12-07T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:44:12.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beep boop whistle bip</title><content type='html'>That's R2D2 talking.  He says, "This is Awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know that?  This website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.r2d2translator.com/"&gt;http://www.r2d2translator.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can type anything in and R2 will say it to you.  Isn't that the best idea?  I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'd have more to say, but I'm having too much fun listening to R2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whistle beep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4124373336240408136?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4124373336240408136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4124373336240408136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4124373336240408136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4124373336240408136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/beep-boop-whistle-bip.html' title='beep boop whistle bip'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-419386183128060448</id><published>2007-12-06T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T08:50:23.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell down.</title><content type='html'>I got out of my car the other night and slipped on the ice.  It was sweet!  I have a few cuts on my hands now.  It's cool, though, because it looks like I got into a fight.  People probably wouldn't believe that I got into a REAL fight, so I'll just tell them I fought a really tough pony.  I won't look very tough, but it'll sound tougher than saying I slipped on the ice.  So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking in the bad section of the stables when a pony just came out of nowhere!  She was looking for trouble, that I could tell.  I tried to walk away because I didn't want to cause a ruckus, but she wouldn't let up.  She swatted her tail at me, so I fought back.  She used her hooves to whack me around.  I flailed my arms the best I could, but sadly she knocked me down and stole the cube of salt that I had on me.  Now I just have a few cuts and scars to remember the incident.  I don't know if I'll ever be able to play with a My Little Pony toy ever again.  I really need some therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go put some fresh Care Bear sterile adhesives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-419386183128060448?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/419386183128060448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=419386183128060448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/419386183128060448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/419386183128060448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-fell-down.html' title='I fell down.'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7565004872272996301</id><published>2007-12-05T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:31:30.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>miercoles salvajes</title><content type='html'>How fun is that phrase!  I love it.  It was on a flyer for Domino's pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like other phrases too.  (segue) I was reading a box yesterday that made me laugh.  Yeah, I read boxes for fun.  I can't afford books, so I look for boxes on the side of the road and read them.  Such is my exciting life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was reading the box and it said, "Do Not Open With Sharp Instrument".  That must be HILARIOUS to musicians.  Can you imagine how often a violinist reads that and says, "Uh oh!  I better make sure my A String is in tune!  Ha!".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also see everybody else around them not laughing.  Unless it's at a music store, then it's probably funny every time they get a shipment in.  The tuba player probably always blows his spit valve.  Boy, those musicians can be a hoot.  They find THAT stuff funny, but it's only place they take the phrase "I need a G String" seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed. note: Let me help si none of this makes sense to you.  Guitars, violins, cellos and other stringed instruments us the A, B, C, G, D...etc. strings.  If the note sounds wrong, it could be sharp or flat.  There's your music lesson for today.  NOW my blog entry is funny!  Well...at least it makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go tune my cello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7565004872272996301?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7565004872272996301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7565004872272996301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7565004872272996301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7565004872272996301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/miercoles-salvajes.html' title='miercoles salvajes'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8727241891854533744</id><published>2007-12-04T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:34:52.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy hanukkah</title><content type='html'>It's Hanukkah tonight at sundown!  Wooooo!   Dina gets to light her menorah and eat a latke.   It sounds almost like lighting the candles and eating a cake, but I'm pretty sure it's not a birthday party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina says that I can get gold coins by spinning a dreidel.  She is going to bring one in for me to play the "dreidel game".  I hope I win a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it today!  If you're Jewish, then enjoy the hanukkah.  If you're not, eat some latke anyways.  I've never had it, but I'm sure it's delicious.  If they make it in gummy form, then I'm all over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8727241891854533744?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8727241891854533744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8727241891854533744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8727241891854533744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8727241891854533744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-hanukkah.html' title='happy hanukkah'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-9172397237806322218</id><published>2007-11-30T12:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:09:11.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>elf</title><content type='html'>If you haven't seen it, there is a sight where you can put your face on an elf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/"&gt;www.elfyourself.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link for ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1118008323"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1118008323 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-9172397237806322218?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/9172397237806322218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=9172397237806322218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9172397237806322218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9172397237806322218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/elf.html' title='elf'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5368107864872748735</id><published>2007-11-30T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:44:30.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reading</title><content type='html'>It turns out that people read less.  There was a study done and they put out a 99-page report to tell us that.  Seriously?  Why so long?  Can I get the Cliffs Notes version?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has inspired me to keep my blog postings shorter.  I don't know how long that will last, but I shall try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said people don't read for pleasure.  Who has the time for that?  I barely have time to watch 5 hours of TV every day!  Where can I find the time to read! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do read a lot of comic books, but that's not for pleasure, that's an addiction.  I swear they line the pages of comics with something because if I don't get the smell of "comic book" every few hours I'll go into shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's also made me allergic to real books because when I try to read a novel I get a rash and have to use my epi-pen.  hehe...epi-pens are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably haven't even read this far because it's too long.  Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go get my fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5368107864872748735?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5368107864872748735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5368107864872748735' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5368107864872748735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5368107864872748735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/reading.html' title='reading'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-5291867649014818905</id><published>2007-11-29T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:15:11.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kids are smart</title><content type='html'>We took calls about "the funniest thing that your kids did" today.  We got a lot of very funny stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the story about the women whose daughter had the pacifier taped to her mouth.  The reason her older kids did that?  The baby kept spitting it out.  Makes sense to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I did anything really funny when I was a kid.  I was just as boring then as I am now.  I do have an OLD picture of me in a diaper, cowboy boots and a pipe, but I think that's normal for kids to wear.  I would wear that now if the occasion called for it, so it's not really that weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you or your kids do any thing really funny?  Let me know.  I'd love to hear the stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go shine my cowboy boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-5291867649014818905?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/5291867649014818905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=5291867649014818905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5291867649014818905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/5291867649014818905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/kids-are-smart.html' title='kids are smart'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-745155858200335465</id><published>2007-11-28T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T09:50:10.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>preschool</title><content type='html'>Wow!  It's been a week since I posted something!  I'm all messed up from having thanksgiving off.  I hope everybody had a wonderful weekend and holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we talked about the state trying to decide whether the government should pay for preschool or if it should be the parents.  Some say the government should help parents out, but then there are adults who don't have kids who don't want to pay for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the solution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids make a LOT of stuff in school.  Well, instead of the children making arts and crafts for their parents to enjoy, they make them for everybody to enjoy.  These kids make all sorts of stuff that can be sold online!  Make the kids work for their education.  Makes sense, right?  I thought so.   I don't know why I didn't go into politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should hear my views on universal health care and taxes.  You would literally wet your pants because they are so good.  I can't tell you what they are now because I might need the ideas to win a presidential election but I can tell you they BOTH involve an emu, duct tape and lilacs.  Yeah...this will work perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go round up some livestock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-745155858200335465?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/745155858200335465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=745155858200335465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/745155858200335465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/745155858200335465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/preschool.html' title='preschool'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-4470252822209537425</id><published>2007-11-21T05:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T05:55:30.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm going to write today.  I know my last few posts have been REALLY long.  This one is short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have some time off and have lots of food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-4470252822209537425?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/4470252822209537425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=4470252822209537425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4470252822209537425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/4470252822209537425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/turkey.html' title='Turkey'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8461864918464102185</id><published>2007-11-20T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:56:27.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3.14159265358979323846</title><content type='html'>Ha!  I mean pie!  Math jokes are funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo!  Ok, take a deep breath.  Wow...that was funny.  Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're composed, let us talk about pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read some survey this morning that said apple pie the number one pie.  I am NOT a fan of apple pie.  I like apples, just not in pie form.  I don't know why.  What pie do you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why pies are great is because they are a healthier to eat than cake.  I mean, most of them have fruit as a filling.  You can't get much better than fruit!  Heck, some pies even get gourds in them!  Look at the ever-popular pumpkin pie.  I don't like pumpkin pie either, but I know a lot of people who do.  My brother does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite pies are cherry pie and lemon meringue pie.  There are some blueberry pies that are good too.  All of them have fruit!  Look at me being healthy.  It was genius to put a lot of sugar on fruit to make it taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 1: This fruit tastes healthy.  How can we make fruit taste awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 2: I like sugar a lot.  What if we added sugar to fruit?  Maybe some goo-stuff to let it soak in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 1: oh. my. god.  That's brilliant!  We could do the same thing with gourds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 2: Gourds?!?!?!  That's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person 1: You're right.  That would never catch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did they know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go enjoy some pie on thanksgiving.  Go enjoy some pie right now!  Who cares if it's on thanksgiving or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get my 5 servings of fruit.  Gooey, yummy, sugary fruit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8461864918464102185?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8461864918464102185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8461864918464102185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8461864918464102185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8461864918464102185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/314159265358979323846.html' title='3.14159265358979323846'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7636428095636916070</id><published>2007-11-19T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:02:44.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine: The Prequel</title><content type='html'>Well, since I have nothing else going on, I figured I would tell you all about my addiction to caffeine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago in a bedroom far away, I had a little fridge.  In that little fridge lived many cans of Coca Cola.  In those cans lived one of my only friends in high school, caffeine.  (the other friend was comic books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drank many cans of soda every day.  I also ate a lot of bread.  Why?  I have no idea.  It was good.  Oh...don't forget skittles, too.  I ate a lot of those.  A LOT of those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years went by and I decided I drank too much soda and got too much caffeine, so I decided to stop.  This was in college.  I also never drank coffee.  I just didn't like the taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then many reports came out about coffee being good for you.  People have better memory when they are older.  There are antioxidants.  They have flavanols.  I don't know what flavanols are, but they sound wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sound like something out of Willy Wonka, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW: Here is a funtastic new item for you kids to try!  They are called Flavanols and they make your taste buds fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Wow!  They have so much Flava!  I can't wait to enjoy more!  Please let us have more of these flavanols before we head out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did that rhyme?  I don't know.  It seemed like the thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought adding a little caffeine into my life would improve my health and my bad mood.  I don't know about the health, but it didn't do much for my mood.  We're still working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So NOW, I found a few different types of coffee that I can stand.  Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.   This story was WAY less interesting than I thought it would be.  I hope you had your coffee before reading it.  I may have put you to sleep.  What are you addicted to?  What did you give up?  Let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7636428095636916070?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7636428095636916070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7636428095636916070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7636428095636916070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7636428095636916070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/caffeine-prequel.html' title='Caffeine: The Prequel'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6767799184637426691</id><published>2007-11-16T11:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:23:32.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I chipped a tooth!</title><content type='html'>Hi folks.  Boy, did I have a fun day yesterday!  I had to rush out of here for a funtastic time at the dentist.  My dental people rock.  They are all really nice to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a new person do my cleaning yesterday because my regular person was out for the day.  I sat in a new room and it was cool.  She has a maze on the ceiling so when you are relaxing in their fancy chairs, you can do something.  Now, I think it's a great idea, BUT the maze is a little scary.   It had scary clowns and creatures on it.  It looked freaky.  It is also ridiculously hard to finish a maze when somebody is picking at your teeth with a metal hook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get x-rays and it turns out that I have a chip missing from my mouth.  I have to go back to get it filled in.  Must have been one of those many fights I get into.  oh wait...the first rule of fight club is not to talk about fight club.  Eh...who's gonna read this, right?  In case you're curious, the second rule is that you have to bring a snack at every meeting.  We prefer home-baked goods, but we'll allow you to buy stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN!  I got to see Wicked at the Bushnell in Hartford last night.  It was RAD!  A really good show.  They are almost sold out, so if you want to go, you're going to have to get those tickets SOON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!  I'm going to see Don't Drink The Water at East Longmeadow High School this weekend because one of the girls from my last play is in it.  It should be a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of stuff going on!  I'm not usually this busy!  I hope I don't crash because I still have to work all weekend too!  I'll have to stock up on my Java Beans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, Java Beans are these great organic chocolate covered coffee beans.  Maybe someday I'll tell you all about my caffeine addiction.  I thought I should avoid it for a few years, then I realized that I probably should start it up again.  That's all you'll get right now.  It's a tease, I know, but I want all of my two readers to come back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the jury pool was really a pool with water and stuff?  I just thought of that because of my last post.  I'd rather be in the jury hot tub.  Yeah...bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it would be cool if I could finish a blog entry and have it make sense.  This post does not follow a straight line and it's SO LONG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6767799184637426691?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6767799184637426691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6767799184637426691' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6767799184637426691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6767799184637426691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-chipped-tooth.html' title='I chipped a tooth!'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-6162205086699426282</id><published>2007-11-14T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T12:24:18.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>I'm back from jury duty!  I didn't have to come into work yesterday because I had to go judge people.  The sad thing is that I didn't actually get to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the courthouse at 7:30 and sat there until 1pm.  That was it.  All I did was read comic books all morning.  That was actually pretty awesome.  Maybe not exactly what you think of as a great day, but wouldn't you rather skip work for a day and do something you like?  I bet you would! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loaded up my purse/messenger bag with comics just in case I had to sit there all day.  Lucky for me, my bag is HUGE and it was filled to the brim.  I brought snacks and a sandwich and comic books.  The x-ray guy probably thought I was supplying food and reading material for everybody getting called in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you like to do if you could skip work for a day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to be judgemental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-6162205086699426282?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/6162205086699426282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=6162205086699426282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6162205086699426282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/6162205086699426282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/jury-duty.html' title='Jury Duty'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8482881117914983416</id><published>2007-11-12T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T08:50:12.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make  a Wish!</title><content type='html'>I was wondering why they don't put candles on a wedding cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be awesome if the bride and groom could blow out the candles and make a wish?  How romantic is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to make it even cooler, you could put a candle on every piece that goes out to the guests and THEY can make a wish too!  Hopefully they will all be good wishes for the new couple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could also wish for a new car.  Whatever, if they really are your friends, they'll be happy that you have a new car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this idea is brilliant.  Way better than throwing cake at each other.  That will only be entertaining if you start a HUGE food fight.  Now that's a wedding I could get into!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with traditional!  In with awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to make a wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8482881117914983416?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8482881117914983416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8482881117914983416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8482881117914983416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8482881117914983416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-wish.html' title='Make  a Wish!'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-930565607103490031</id><published>2007-11-09T08:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:49:38.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I would not advise that course of action, Michael.</title><content type='html'>Sounds like something Kitt from Knight Rider would say, doesn't it?  I bring that up because we were talking about things we kept from our childhood and I kept my Cabbage Patch Kid.  His name is Michael Knight.  Yes, just like David Hasselhoff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He generally sits in my apartment and rocks, but right now he's rehearsing at city stage for the play WE are in.  That's right, he's in it too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that I hear?  Could it be the sound of a plug coming?  YES!  Wait...did you say shameless?  You are absolutely right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last weekend of my play "The Heidi Chronicles".  It's Friday and Saturday night at 8pm and Sunday at 3pm.  It's at City Stage in downtown Springfield.  Tickets are $18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody does a fantastic job.  You should come see it just to watch the talent these actors have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for today.  I have to go run my lines so I don't forget them tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What character am I playing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-930565607103490031?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/930565607103490031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=930565607103490031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/930565607103490031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/930565607103490031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-would-not-advise-that-course-of.html' title='I would not advise that course of action, Michael.'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-9018656628693427561</id><published>2007-11-08T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:04:09.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gruesome Grammatical Guiles!!!!</title><content type='html'>Do you dare go forward wary reader?  The story below could frighten the faint of heart!  Be wary, a perilous path lies ahead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for the Adventures of the Amazing Ampersand and the Courageous Comma!  Can this terrific team escape from the clutches of the evil Grammar Grinder?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  That's scary!  Anyways, I'm making this silly story up for a reason.  I'm hoping some of the bosses don't read it because it could get me in trouble.  Don't tell anyone, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some behind the scenes stuff from the station.  Have you seen that fancy new logo we have?  It's on the website.  It says "The Kellogg Krew with Chris, Dina, &amp;amp; Lopez".  It's all purple and swirly and cool.  It's our sweet new logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was a big hoopla about whether there should be a comma after Dina.  Everybody was looking up stuff that said it could go either way.  But, in a list, it is proper English to place the comma before the "and".  What was confusing, I think, was that we used the ampersand (the &amp;amp; symbol) instead of the word "and".  As far as I know, "&amp;amp;" is equal to "and". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not one to get grammar correct all the time.  Really, you can ask my mom.  She'll call me and tell me about the mistakes on this blog.  Can you spot them all today?  I see one already, but I don't care!  HA!  Does anybody care about grammar anymore!  NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding.  Grammar rocks.  I believe there should be a comma after Dina because otherwise it implies that "Dina &amp;amp; Lopez" is one thing.  We are not.  We are two VERY separate entities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.  There is your grammar lesson.  Fun!  Go tell your friends &amp;amp; neighbors!  They will appreciate, thank, &amp;amp; love you for the information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go run, jump, &amp;amp; play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-9018656628693427561?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/9018656628693427561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=9018656628693427561' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9018656628693427561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/9018656628693427561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/gruesome-grammatical-guiles.html' title='Gruesome Grammatical Guiles!!!!'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7800652650437082587</id><published>2007-11-07T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T09:56:23.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>toilet paper</title><content type='html'>You've been warned.  That is the topic of today's discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why toilet paper?  Well, I think there is a bit too much variety in the t.p. world.  Extra soft, extra firm, extra lotion, extra thick, extra pillowy, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a commercial with these bears that use toilet paper.  Due to all sorts of lint that remains on the bear butt, they have to vacuum each other's butts.  What?!?!?!  Who does this?  First of all, I don't think bears use toilet paper.  I'm not sure, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can tell you is that bears do NOT like to get their butt vacuumed.  Seriously, don't try it.  I'm typing with one hand today because the commercial made it seem like they were all happy about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took my vacuum too...the furry forknspooner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, besides the whole bear issue, who has a problem with too much toilet paper lint?  How did the folks at Charmin realize that people were having this issue?  Did somebody send a letter?  If they did, how did that person find out?   These are things you have to wonder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm not the only one who asks about this stuff.  I know you are all thinking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This commercial is also dangerous because it teaches children that bears are safe creatures that enjoy a vacuuming.  Don't believe it, kids!  It's too dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have to redo my bandages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7800652650437082587?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7800652650437082587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7800652650437082587' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7800652650437082587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7800652650437082587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/toilet-paper.html' title='toilet paper'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-7701703029714018603</id><published>2007-11-05T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:41:39.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair: Not the musical</title><content type='html'>Sorry.  I'm sure you'd love to hear me sing about hair, but not today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some silly argument about hair this morning as to whether a couple should discuss a haircut to make sure both people are happy with it or if you can just get it cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it really matter?  I mean, doesn't everybody know that in the future it will be all mushed together?  Due to all the blending of DNA from folks all over the world, every human will have perfect, short brown hair.  Much like my perfect, short brown hair.  What can I say, I'm ahead of my time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also!  In the future, we will be able to ride flying unicorns to work every day.  Don't believe me?????!!!!  WELL, think about this, we combine DNA all the time these days.  Seriously, geneticists barely even think about it anymore.  It's like going out to get lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: Hey, wanna  combine a fish and light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: Sure...how about we go to White Hut after for a burgers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: Dude...you read my mind.  Wait a second...did you combine your DNA with that mind-reading alien we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: That's right I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1: Dude...that is totally sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2: Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!  The future is NOW!  All they have to do is get a horse, a bird and a rhino and put the blender on high and presto, you have a unicorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you want a unicorn?  Uhhhh..Duh!  Because they rock!  Maybe, if you're lucky, I'll tell you why someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to ride the unicorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...that sounds...eh...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-7701703029714018603?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/7701703029714018603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=7701703029714018603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7701703029714018603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/7701703029714018603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/hair-not-musical.html' title='Hair: Not the musical'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-1233761142251331037</id><published>2007-11-01T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:39:16.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego is SO possessive!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I made the mistake of saying something about Lego pieces and for some reason I thought that on the official Lego logo (ha, say that three times fast!) they had the word possessive.  As in "Lego's". Why did I think that? I have no idea. I decided to check that out. Turns out I was WAY wrong. Thanks mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Lego pieces, I once had a friend who would go all out with his Lego construction.  I'm one to talk, because I have no life, but some people may be worse than I am.  Though, he would probably say that I had no life compared to him.  I guess it depends on what you like to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about him.  I won't use his name, but we'll call him Lamont.  Lamont and his little brother would buy a bunch of Lego sets and make stuff.  THEN they would go overboard and make new stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an exciting night at the Lamont home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamont: Hey, little brother.  Would you like to create an exact replica of the Van Steuben Castle in Germany with our new Lego sets? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Brother: Can we do it to scale????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamont: Heck yeah!  Is there any other way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Brother:  Totally Sweet!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn't make fun.  He was a smart kid and he's probably more successful than I am now.  Maybe I just didn't have the drive to get such ambitious projects done.  I should probably be jealous of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to further prove that I have no right to judge, I just got my shipment of comic books in.  Oh yeah...that's what we call cool...in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;geekland&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear about something way neater?!  This weekend is the start of the play I'm in.  I would like to promote it.  I act better than I build Lego sets.  Well...I hope I do, because if you saw my Lego house, you would think I built it with my tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's The Heidi Chronicles.  It's going on Nov. 2, 3, 4, 9, 10, 11.  Fri. and Sat. night shows are at 8 and the Sunday shows are at 3.  It's $18 a ticket.  If you have any questions, you can email me or write to the blog.  The only problem is that I don't know when I'll get the question because I don't have Internet at home.  I should be able to check it this weekend, though.  If you come to the show, I hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for me today.  I have to go read comics...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ooooooh&lt;/span&gt; Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...I wanna know what happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-1233761142251331037?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/1233761142251331037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=1233761142251331037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1233761142251331037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1233761142251331037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/11/lego-is-so-possessive.html' title='Lego is SO possessive!'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-1257230026572600856</id><published>2007-10-31T09:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:39:34.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haribo</title><content type='html'>kids and grown-ups love it so, the happy world of haribo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tells you how to pronounce haribo.  It rhymes with so.  For the longest time I thought it was hari-boo.  Did I care?  NO!  Because all I wanted was the gummi candy inside!  (I believe they spell it gummi, though I would have thought gummy.  I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haribo makes some of the best gummi bears, but they've moved to the top of my list because they have this thing called "Happy Cola".  Already they're awesome.  Just look at the name.  Still not sure?????  Try this scenerio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk: Howdy customer.  What can I get you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Well...what do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk: We have boring candy bars, sad malted balls, lame assorted beans of jelly AND HAPPY COLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You:  Happy Cola!   Oh yeah!  I'll take me a slice of Happy Cola! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:  Everybody always does...(clerk smiles and looks at the camera as the lights fade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, do you understand why calling something Happy Cola is awesome?  They should sell vegetables that way.  Wouldn't you buy more corn if it was called "Happy Corn"?  How about "Smiley Broccoli?"  Or "Super Fun Carrots"?  Yeah...they sound good now, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Haribo has these things called Brixx.  I don't know how to describe them, but they are addictive.  Imagine playing with Lego's and then deciding to eat them.  I'm sure we all did that, but now we can eat them and they're not plastic!  That's why Brixx Roxx.  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I found on their website that I have yet to try is "Fizzy Cola".  It's Happy Cola, but fizzy!  Talk about making a great thing awesomer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's about all I can talk about right now.  I would love to hear about your favorite Halloween candy or what you gave out this year.  Or what you're stealing from your kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to go get another sugar fix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-1257230026572600856?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/1257230026572600856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=1257230026572600856' title='63 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1257230026572600856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1257230026572600856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/10/haribo.html' title='haribo'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>63</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-2540872917136305082</id><published>2007-10-31T06:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T06:28:17.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the song/poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here is the impromptu song I sang with madman Dan on the piano at my play rehearsal this weekend. Somebody posted it on the old blog and somebody else wanted it on this blog. So here it is!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan, you make me happy when we cuddle and watch NBC.&lt;br /&gt;Logan, I'm so happy in our little cottage by the sea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There is actually a lot more to it, but I don't remember it and as I recall it's not appropriate to repeat some of the phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be talking about candy in a few hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-2540872917136305082?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/2540872917136305082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=2540872917136305082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2540872917136305082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/2540872917136305082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/10/songpoem.html' title='the song/poem'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-1108394743230361096</id><published>2007-10-30T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:31:47.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>our little cottage by the sea</title><content type='html'>Hi everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody posted on the "old" blog a little poem for me.  It's funny because it was done by somebody from my play.  One of the talented performers in the play, Dan, was playing piano and I started singing this silly song about cuddling and having a cottage by the sea.  It was very weird, but it's fun to make up songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've done that, right?  I do it all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody also asked about candy.  I may talk about candy tomorrow, but I don't know.  I mean, who wants to talk about candy all the time?  It's not like people eat a lot of candy and could talk about it forever, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!!!! Got Ya!  Of course I'm going to talk about candy!  Of course everybody wants to talk about candy!  You wouldn't be human if you didn't.  I have to remember to tell you about all the fun candy from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haribo&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.  They might be my favorite candy company now.  I'll tell you why tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could give out candy on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;, but sadly, nobody comes to apt. buildings to trick or treat.  I think it's fun to see all the kids costumes and I would like to scare the kids too.  If you can't scar children mentally, what are you supposed to do with them?  Are you supposed to let them grow up well-adjusted?  BORING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to counseling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-1108394743230361096?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/1108394743230361096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=1108394743230361096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1108394743230361096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/1108394743230361096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-little-cottage-by-sea.html' title='our little cottage by the sea'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-224767720795203071</id><published>2007-10-29T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:45:29.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween ball</title><content type='html'>Hi again.  I was just so excited that I decided to post twice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came to the ball on Saturday night!  It was a lot of fun.  Some great costumes.  I hope everybody enjoyed Orange Crush and all the other great stuff going on.  I had a lot of stuff to do, so sadly I did not get to sing karaoke.  Oh well.  Hopefully during the valentine's day ball.  It'll be easier to sing in a dress suit rather than a superman suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't know, the muscles on my superman suit were fake.  I know, you thought that was some real chest action.  Sorry ladies, those pecs weren't mine!  The funny thing is, the neck part of the suit was REALLY tight.  It was choking me a little.  That made the night a little uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be all for today.  I promise!  I'd love to hear about your costumes.  What are going to be on Halloween?  Are you dressing up when your kids go trick or treating?  Did you go to a party this past weekend?  What were you?   Was the costume choking you?  Tell me all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-224767720795203071?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/224767720795203071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=224767720795203071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/224767720795203071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/224767720795203071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-ball.html' title='halloween ball'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441565059887848486.post-8217909488061550538</id><published>2007-10-29T09:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:07:07.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The new blog</title><content type='html'>Hi folks!  I don't have to say that it's me anymore because it will always be me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made sure each one of us from the show has our own blog because I wanted to give you all variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want this blog to be fun and silly.  Anybody can post, but if the posts start getting mean to other posters, I may start deleting them.  I don't want to, so let's all be nice!  You can make fun of me all you want, that's cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all like the new blogs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lopez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441565059887848486-8217909488061550538?l=wmaslopez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/feeds/8217909488061550538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3441565059887848486&amp;postID=8217909488061550538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8217909488061550538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3441565059887848486/posts/default/8217909488061550538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wmaslopez.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-blog.html' title='The new blog'/><author><name>Lopez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352992830858727040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
