<?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-5003055</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:02:48.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aliens stole my wallet</title><subtitle type='html'>home of simon, also known as "bonger","toker",and "hey, cat".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>622</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116866564147824310</id><published>2007-01-12T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:20:41.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever had a terrible feeling of guilt? The kind that makes your stomach churn and your head ache?For many reasons that I won't get into, I had to put Sin down Tuesday night.Chris helped me, went with me to the emergency vet in Peoria and even paid for it (in more ways than one). Poor Sinner, who thought he was just going on another trip, went inside willingly. As we waited for the doctor to come </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116866564147824310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116866564147824310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2007/01/ever-had-terrible-feeling-of-guilt.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116818156894652100</id><published>2007-01-07T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T08:52:48.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was reading Seamus' post about the hummingbird (go look...he got some great pictures), and I thought of how I haven't been "into" the birds around here for the past year or so.I used to make sure I had plenty of seed for them, all these feeders hanging everywhere, suet cakes in the winter, yet lately it just seems like I don't care. I would get all kinds of birds, woodpeckers and juncos (you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116818156894652100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116818156894652100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-reading-seamus-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116700598941993936</id><published>2006-12-24T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T18:19:49.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!...for those of you in a down home, touchy-feely way, all warm and snuggly, watch It's A Wonderful Life... ...if you're feeling a bit cranky, Scrooged is the film for you.....however, if it's one f those "family" Christmases whereEVERYONE should be somewhere else because NO ONE likes ANYONE... Jack Frost...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116700598941993936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116700598941993936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116639298403922598</id><published>2006-12-17T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:21:15.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watched a movie today that has been out a while...BLOODY SUNDAY..What a sad people the human race has become...http://www.larkspirit.com/bloodysunday/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116639298403922598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116639298403922598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/12/watched-movie-today-that-has-been-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116628317890241193</id><published>2006-12-16T09:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T09:42:04.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning to an all too familiar smell.Fed seems to just lay where he's at when he feels the call of nature. I guess it's easier for him. His arthritis must be worse in the mornings or anytime after a long rest.Yet when I get out of bed he's suddenly all smiles and has an urgent need to go outside, his tail wagging the way it always has, an almost puppy-like enthusiasm about his day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116628317890241193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116628317890241193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-woke-up-this-morning-to-all-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116572621604247373</id><published>2006-12-09T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:50:16.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If this doesn't make one wonder what we can do...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116572621604247373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116572621604247373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-this-doesnt-make-one-wonder-what-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116508161506025813</id><published>2006-12-02T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:46:55.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>..so...there was this little wintery storm yesterday....and having such a good work ethic, I decided to go to work...and after several attempts of getting out of my drive, I did it! All that snow will NOT keep me from my job...but getting stuck in the road will.After two hours of digging, along with the help of a ten year old that I paid $10 to (he never asked, just started to help me) and his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116508161506025813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116508161506025813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116433737182470931</id><published>2006-11-23T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:11:47.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Britt started this.........Great cowboys on the screen...(or something like that)....Yes, I'm being sexist and shallow...but when they make a male version of Hooters, THEN you can call me sexist.    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116433737182470931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116433737182470931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/11/britt-started-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116347885974875857</id><published>2006-11-13T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:45:49.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE Wal Mart.But I go there because things are cheap.Certainly NOT for the friendly service.By the time I got out of there this evening, I was in a terrible mood.I admit I have relatives in Mississippi, and that I am a redneck by birth, if not by choice.I am not ashamed of that...just a bit embarrassed by what some of my family has done.In my family's past, there is a ridgerunner, an attempted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116347885974875857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116347885974875857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-wal-mart.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116347514371316889</id><published>2006-11-13T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:33:46.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEAMUS...I'd make ya a margarita, but I drank the last one...(sorry...this was the best I could do...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116347514371316889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116347514371316889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-seamus.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116322295909033782</id><published>2006-11-10T23:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:17:40.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    VETERAN'S DAY isn't just for the soldiers that have fought recently...it's for anyone who's defended their home...whether it be here or abroad.Thank you Jack and Andrew, Bob and Lewis...thank you Buffalo...thank you everyone who's ever fought for us. You don't hear it much but you are much appreciated.The 54 Massachussetts, one of the first all black regiments...the Navajo code talkers...the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116322295909033782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116322295909033782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/11/veterans-day-isnt-just-for-soldiers.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116275686337667755</id><published>2006-11-05T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:01:03.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saddam Hussein sentenced to death for crimes against humanity. ...well....finally. It couldn't happen to a nicer guy...and I don't care if you love or hate Bush, I don't care if you are conservative or a liberal, I don't care if you are a Democrat or a Republican...it shouldn't make a difference, but everyone is using our fucked up political system to make an excuse about what is right or wrong. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116275686337667755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116275686337667755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/11/saddam-hussein-sentenced-to-death-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116173331476811056</id><published>2006-10-24T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:41:54.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw this in person at the Field Museum in Chicago.  Nikki was going to meet me close by (she lives in Indiana), then we were going to go up together and be goofy and laugh and enjoy the whole day. We haven't seen each other in at least two years, probably more.Unfortunately, she had a bit of car trouble, and had to go back home. Turned out it was just a short in her dash. She was bummed...her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116173331476811056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116173331476811056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/saw-this-in-person-at-field-museum-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116145280061528524</id><published>2006-10-21T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:47:21.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY, BRITT!!!! You gonna watch the world series starting tonight? Oh, shit...I forgot...the Cubbies aren't playing...it's the CARDINALS...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116145280061528524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116145280061528524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-britt-you-gonna-watch-world-series.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116143888752835615</id><published>2006-10-21T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T08:56:38.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.new7wonders.com/index.php?id=315&amp;L=0EVERYBODY GO VOTE...YOU GET TO PICK 7 (GO FIGURE)...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116143888752835615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116143888752835615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116129736370476199</id><published>2006-10-19T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T17:36:03.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...I admit it...I miss my cable....I miss...my Law and Order...practically whenever I want it...I miss...Everybody Loves Raymond...three solid hours of it on Wednesdays on TBS...I miss...ER..for two hours on Saturday afternoon, or Sunday in the late evening.I miss...National Geographic...UPN..or whatever it's called now,,,cause that's where Supernatural is...and I can't even get THAT on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116129736370476199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116129736370476199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok_116129736370476199.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116097173381553509</id><published>2006-10-15T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:08:53.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Halloween is almost here, so after you've gone out trick or treating (c'mon, you know you do it...), you should get comfortable and munch the stuff you got while watching a great horror movie (notice I didn't say gore...there's a difference); they're fun AND you feel better about your life because you realize that it could be worse...                           PHANTOMS...based on the book by Dean</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116097173381553509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116097173381553509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-is-almost-here-so-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116035854078349370</id><published>2006-10-08T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:50:24.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear welfare scammers next door.......your dog, the one you decided to keep when you got rid of it's sibling (God only knows where) has some sort of infection in it's lungs...you can hear it whenever it barks...which is all the time. But that's ok, because your record for stiffing the vet every time you went to one, and how it's more important to have a cell phone than get rid of the cock roaches</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116035854078349370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116035854078349370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/dear-welfare-scammers-next-door.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116035756182891182</id><published>2006-10-08T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:32:41.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear MSN....your LIVE SEARCH sucks!!!   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116035756182891182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116035756182891182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/dear-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116033385113890906</id><published>2006-10-08T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T13:57:31.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> One of the coolest westerns...about the James-Younger gang...music by Ry Cooder...the Keachs and the Carradines, the Quaids and the Guests (yes, THAT Guest) all play the different groups of brothers....and the last robbery gone bad, in Northfield, Minnesota (I read you can still see the bullet holes in the walls), is very cool to watch...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116033385113890906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116033385113890906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-of-coolest-westerns.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116026761252796160</id><published>2006-10-07T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T15:13:09.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Creve Coeur, East Peoria High School are mourning best friends who were killed just a day apart in Iraq...both just twenty years old, not yet old enough to legally drink in Illinois, but they could carry a gun and fight in a war. They weren't even in the same place....how fucking stupid is that? Two kids who were best friends since childhood, are now dead, killed a day apart....two kids who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116026761252796160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116026761252796160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/creve-coeur-east-peoria-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-116010035044169325</id><published>2006-10-05T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:27:07.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...I took the dogs out tonight for a short walk, and walking along the dark road with the crunch of fallen leaves underfoot made me think of "To Kill A Mockingbird."...I always loved that movie. I remember watching and being just a bit scared, but unable to stop watching, especially when Atticus Finch went out to shoot the rabid dog (so THAT'S what they look like!) and when Scout was in her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116010035044169325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/116010035044169325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115957357102397024</id><published>2006-09-29T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:05:37.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> GUESS WHAT I'M                           IN THE MOOD FOR...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115957357102397024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115957357102397024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/guess-what-im-in-mood-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115950989324472778</id><published>2006-09-29T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T01:04:53.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok...maybe I misunderstood and don't read Trashman as well as you guys...he obviously meant 20...so here's the other ten...11. "No, Ray...I will NOT sleep with you, dammit. Go back to your wife..."12. "Hey, Sin...I think you missed that chair leg there...and after you're done peeing on it, make sure you hump it a good one!"13. "Coool...I didn't miss Jerry Falwell.."14. "The space program sucks...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115950989324472778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115950989324472778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115903547744476814</id><published>2006-09-23T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:06:57.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...finally...Trashman has posted. And he wanted me to list 10 things I would never say...(go read his 20...). AND since he wanted three people to do this, I want everybody to do it...(I'm greedy)...1. "Cool crotchrocket...show me your wheelies...!!"2. "Hello...mom? Can I move in with you?"3. "But I HATE chocolate!! "4. "YAAY!! Taxes are finally here!! "5. "Let's go skydiving..."6. "Could I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115903547744476814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115903547744476814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115850129700946509</id><published>2006-09-17T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:42:56.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> As you can see, the two birds in these pictures are an owl and a hawk. They are beautiful animals, and as far as I know, are NOT on any "I can shoot this" list.Unfortunately, they DO get shot. Nik and I used to volunteer for a wildlife rehabilitator, and one day her husband, Brian, had to hold onto an owl as the woman slowly picked out lead from under it's wing. The flesh around the wound was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115850129700946509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115850129700946509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-you-can-see-two-birds-in-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115808372202835177</id><published>2006-09-12T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:55:22.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did ya'll ever hear of the California town that is practically on top of an active volcano? So active that they have emergency signs all over town telling you whatto do in case it blows? And did you also know that it is a popular skiing spot...which is one reason no one will move...http://pubs.usgs.gov/fs/fs108-96/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115808372202835177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115808372202835177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/did-yall-ever-hear-of-california-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115784542309004834</id><published>2006-09-09T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T08:18:59.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>           JUST A FEW   OF MY FAVORITES....         </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115784542309004834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115784542309004834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-few-of-my-favorites.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115782681619989924</id><published>2006-09-09T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:36:56.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Thank you, Windows Media Player for freezing up on me at one minute, twenty-seven seconds...it made this launch memorable......another launch into space...which we ALL know is an important part of our world...if you don't think so...if you think it's better to waste money on: the welfare junkies that never get a job because our government won't make them (wasn't there supposed to be a law that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115782681619989924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115782681619989924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-you-windows-media-player-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115749907315288757</id><published>2006-09-05T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:31:13.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sure...sometimes he did crazy things...sometimes he did dumb things...but you have to admit...anyone who's ever enjoyed animals had to be a bit jealous once in a while...he got to do for a living things we could only dream about...and at least he died doing what he loved.He was cool...he was funny..and his attitude was contagious. It's too bad the world had to lose someone like him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115749907315288757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115749907315288757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115720620819398181</id><published>2006-09-02T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:13:24.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Amendment – Freedom of speech, press, religion, peaceable assembly, and to petition the government.We should all be able to use this, but not be allowed to abuse it. Unfortunately, people do. These rights don't give you license to be shitty to others...Second Amendment – Right for the people to keep and bear arms, as well as to maintain a militia.I'm all for being able to keep and bear arms</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115720620819398181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115720620819398181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-amendment-freedom-of-speech.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115483008818282915</id><published>2006-08-05T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:08:08.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw these guys last night...Nickel Creek...if you like acoustic and bluegrass they are fantastic....I happened to win two tickets off the local station (otherwise I couldn't go...$25 a piece)...it was on the river in Peoria...and it was a great evening...EXCEPT for the college age kids who thought they were at a frat kegger and couldn't keep quiet...sort of like when you go to the theater...yak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115483008818282915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115483008818282915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/08/saw-these-guys-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115396837091802602</id><published>2006-07-26T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:46:38.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  I don't care if you like 'em or not... these guys are funny...bbboooooooonnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg...........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115396837091802602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115396837091802602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-care-if-you-like-em-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115396673558159933</id><published>2006-07-26T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:18:55.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...every day it's always something...the war in the middle east (or should I say wars?), children being kidknapped or found dead, children killed by one of their parents or a parent's significant other, children dying in a backyard pool, snipers on the highway, racial and homophobic prejudices, crooked or immoral or just plain stupid politicians, animal abuse, child abuse, drug abuse, gangs and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115396673558159933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115396673558159933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_115396673558159933.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115388520116879013</id><published>2006-07-25T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:43:41.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOOD SCARY MOVIES YOU SHOULD SEE...Dead Birds..set during the Civil War...it was a pleasant surprise.Session 9...fantastic...the old haunted insane asylum...great twist at the end. You won't ever enter a dark tunnel again.Pumpkinhead...you've heard the story... "Keep away from Pumpkinhead,Unless you're tired of living,His enemies are mostly dead,He's mean and unforgiving,Bolted doors and windows </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115388520116879013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115388520116879013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-scary-movies-you-should-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115379406708112011</id><published>2006-07-24T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:21:07.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...last week a man (in Peoria, I believe) shot his wife, their dog, then himself. Rumor has it she was sick, and I guess he didn't want her to suffer, didn't think anyone could care for the dog, and didn't want to live without her. For some reason, shooting the dog makes it even more eerie to me......first it was all the teenagers getting killed in car wrecks like they don't have any sense. Now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115379406708112011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115379406708112011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115355568568835532</id><published>2006-07-22T02:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T03:08:05.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I watch him more now, worried  that he may stumble and  fall. He's thirteen years old, pretty old for a lab. I have had him since he was three months, all legs and tail and an insatiable curiosity about life.Last weekend he got to go camping again for the first time in a long time. There were two other dogs there, and they seemed to sense that he was a bit more fragile. He actually ran a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115355568568835532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115355568568835532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-watch-him-more-now-worried-that-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115283307789740398</id><published>2006-07-13T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:26:09.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...it's a very hot day going into an even hotter weekend...and my neighbors are idiots. For some reason they get two puppies every year, and in a month or so they are tired of them. These are both black lab mixes, brother and sister, and I've already called animal control for abuse AND the police for insessant barking several times. As usual our animal control sucks...it took them about three </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115283307789740398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115283307789740398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-115180807864175918</id><published>2006-07-01T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:41:19.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...well, the shuttle didn't go up because of weather. I hope it happens tomorrow...then again, supposedly two different people gave it a "no go ready for launch" and were overridden by someone else. Sorry I don't remember who's who, all I know is someone has questions about the safety of the shuttle, while another is worried about the costs. Some people may hate paying taxes for this, but I think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115180807864175918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/115180807864175918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114939278332455953</id><published>2006-06-03T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:46:23.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>..what have I learned recently......~schools are telling children that if their parents spank them, they should call the police and report them...~our town's government has certain agendas...like...weeds are BAD...everyone needs a garbage can that looks the same...beer tents are more lucrative than an old fashioned paddle boat made into a restaurant...meth labs are IN this year...slumlords are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114939278332455953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114939278332455953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114757704683878299</id><published>2006-05-13T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:24:06.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Report: Suicidal troops sent into combatU.S. military violated own rules on mentally ill troops, newspaper findsHARTFORD, Conn. - U.S. military troops with severe psychological problems have been sent to Iraq or kept in combat, even when superiors have been aware of signs of mental illness, a newspaper reported for Sunday editions.The Hartford Courant, citing records obtained under the federal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114757704683878299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114757704683878299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/05/report-suicidal-troops-sent-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114680407664245105</id><published>2006-05-04T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:41:16.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KENTUCKY DERBY ...THIS SATURDAY...mint julips (which I hear taste terrible), fancy hats (on women with waaaay too much money), and, my personal favorite, well known personalities who otherwise wouldn't know a horse if it sat on them, yet manage to get the best seats... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114680407664245105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114680407664245105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/05/kentucky-derby.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114642305066537090</id><published>2006-04-30T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:54:37.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STUPID PEOPLE IN THE NEWS....New and Improved External TankShuttle to Fly Without Tank FixBy Irene Klotz, Discovery NewsApril 28, 2006— Despite ongoing concerns about foam insulation breaking off and damaging the space shuttle during launch, NASA will not make any more changes to the tank's design until after the next flight, which is targeted for July, officials said Friday.Shuttle program </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114642305066537090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114642305066537090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-people-in-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114585183277015027</id><published>2006-04-23T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:23:49.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so...if my post from yesterday offended anyone, it wasn't about just one person....it's several...and it's not just women that do this...altho they seem to be better at it. The men that do this seem to be more straightforward about it.So much unhappiness with people, with each other, while others are trying to kill one another.Sometime life is so fucked up..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114585183277015027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114585183277015027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114580564929330126</id><published>2006-04-23T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:22:44.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So...can you guess what movie these come from..."I guess we should feel some sort of guilt, but she broke the cardinal rule; never fuck with people who handle your food.""When we throw the switches, how long before the ship blows?""Tell you what. The truth is... sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it.""I thank God for every fucking day he gives me in the corps, oorah."" Now I've asked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114580564929330126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114580564929330126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114576595431697784</id><published>2006-04-22T22:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:53:22.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is it with certain women?You meet the man you want to marry...have kids, get the home and the life you wanted, and yet, you just can't get it thru your head that it takes two.You seem to think that because you had kids, you're completely immune to certain things.Even tho my mom is a completely hateful bitch who has no respect for her own children, who would rather keep walking than help them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114576595431697784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114576595431697784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-it-with-certain-women-you-meet_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114539929221994547</id><published>2006-04-18T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T17:31:18.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CLIQUE: a small, exclusive group of people......I hate cliques. Ever since I was a kid in school; Those snobby, self-centered, assholes who always made you feel like you weren't good enough. ...the sad part is, some so called adults still move in cliques....I visit several blogs when I can, but there are certain ones that seem to have their own thing going. It feels like you're only allowed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114539929221994547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114539929221994547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/clique-small-exclusive-group-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114507375613081276</id><published>2006-04-14T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T23:02:36.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so where's Trashman? He hasn't posted since last month. C'mon, Trash...if you're gonna be our President someday, you gotta stick around more....and where the hell is Narcman? Geez...cops ALWAYS show up when you don't want them to, and are never around when you need them. ARREST ME, NARCMAN!! Just slip those cuffs on me...make me confess....um.....nevermind....it's about time I've had a bat in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114507375613081276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114507375613081276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_114507375613081276.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114506206386358194</id><published>2006-04-14T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:47:43.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...went to Wal Mart this morning....I got up early and decided to hit the place before all the last minute Easter shoppers got there....I went totally white trash....tshirt...cut off shorts...and snow boots....hey...I was in a hurry...besides...it could have been worse....I wore my bra.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114506206386358194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114506206386358194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114419899704458221</id><published>2006-04-04T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T20:24:25.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so? What's the big deal? Dear homophobic dumb-ass....I know this may be a shock to you, but not everyone is like you. There are people of all shapes and sizes, nationalities and colors, and even some with a different perspective on sexuality. Obviously, this movie was made just for you to enjoy the chance to make fun of those who are different. Those really bad jokes you tell, the way you seem</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419899704458221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419899704458221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114419175236499191</id><published>2006-04-04T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T19:39:47.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...to quote Britt, this week "blows.".....I had to put a cat down. She was making messes in the house, and none of the others liked her. I am very leary of letting someone else take care of one of my animals if I needed to let them go. So I stood there, making sure she saw me (balling like a baby) as the doc put a needle in her vein and put her out. This pink stuff anesthetizes her, then her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419175236499191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419175236499191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114419019308179629</id><published>2006-04-04T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T18:05:01.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lewis is leaving us...go say goodbye...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419019308179629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114419019308179629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/04/lewis-is-leaving-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114299316924256606</id><published>2006-03-21T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T20:08:02.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...could someone please explain to me what good it does to vote in the primaries when you are asked what political party you claim to be in, wherein you are told you have to vote that party only?? Now don't start off telling me how women had to fight for the right to vote...I know that...and I think it's an important right everyone has. But I don't see how this is a fair way to vote....elderly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114299316924256606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114299316924256606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-114056620825750629</id><published>2006-02-21T17:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T17:56:48.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One day short of eight months and he weighs 69 lbs. I hope he makes it to 100. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114056620825750629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/114056620825750629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-day-short-of-eight-months-and-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113998272229478118</id><published>2006-02-14T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:52:02.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love this guy. He's going to be in Peoria in March to help raise funds for the zoo there. What a job! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113998272229478118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113998272229478118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-this-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113998180068013143</id><published>2006-02-14T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:39:49.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...with all the crap in the world about Saddam and his whiney ignorance, the V.P. in a hunting accident (politics scares me), the war in Iraq and terrorists everywhere, just go watch a dog show and it all goes away for a few hours. How can you not love a dog....?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113998180068013143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113998180068013143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113988753223700447</id><published>2006-02-13T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:25:32.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no words for this... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988753223700447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988753223700447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-words-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113988732708726289</id><published>2006-02-13T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:22:07.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One day on the way home from camping on the Mississippi in NE Illinois, I saw one of these walking across someone's driveway. Can you imagine going for the mail? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988732708726289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988732708726289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-day-on-way-home-from-camping-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113988684797678535</id><published>2006-02-13T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:14:07.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am invisible....I actually liked speech class. But I still couldn't get up in front of people and speak....I am not one of those intelligent debaters that can just let loose when there is an important topic being discussed, so I usually say something...probably considered stupid...then just read on....I am invisible.I'm beginning to like it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988684797678535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113988684797678535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-invisible.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113970191702210716</id><published>2006-02-11T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:51:57.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...it snowed today...was very pretty coming down, but of course, it's already melted off the road...at least in front of my house. I know it's not the salt truck, because they don't come down this road when it's inches deep!...Urs gave me another love bird that's lost it's mate. His name is Tao and he has all of his feathers (amazing how good they look with those). He was hand raised, and will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113970191702210716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113970191702210716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113925220377780323</id><published>2006-02-06T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:01:05.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...watched the movie "GRIZZLY MAN" over the weekend. Very interesting and very sad stuff. If you like documentaries and care about nature at all, I highly recommend this movie. I don't think he was crazy, but he did have some problems. But the fact he was so sincere about what he was doing made it all the more sad to watch.Timothy Treadwell's death was as sensational as his life: Having presumed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113925220377780323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113925220377780323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113859305225237935</id><published>2006-01-29T21:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T21:50:52.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...ya'll go say hey to Lewis. He could use a friendly hello...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113859305225237935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113859305225237935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_113859305225237935.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113856263536375287</id><published>2006-01-29T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T15:52:56.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so another dreary Sunday...all you can read about is bad news.Don't tell me I need to look at a different perspective on all of this. This IS our fault, you know.Now they say our climate may be beyond repair. We've fucked it up, and the really sad, disgusting part is we KNEW about it and we STILL fucked it up. Anyone who doesn't believe it's happening is in denial, and frankly, part of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113856263536375287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113856263536375287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113822841981222866</id><published>2006-01-25T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:47:58.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...can you believe Rush Limbaugh wrote this? I don't care for him but I agree with this, and it pisses me off....Differences in compensation between victims of the September 11 casualty and those who die serving our country in Uniform are profound. No one is really talking about it either, because you just don't criticize anything having to do with September 11. Well, I can't let the numbers pass</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113822841981222866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113822841981222866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113781127017100022</id><published>2006-01-20T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:14:29.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is she still alive? Note to all terrorists:Go fuck yourselves. Not very original, but it gets the point across. You make your own people, your own religion look bad. You're turning your country into a shit hole. You're brainwashing women and children to do your dirty, cowardly work.You kidnap people, innocent ones who are only trying to do a job and go home, and you shoot them or cut their heads </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113781127017100022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113781127017100022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/is-she-still-alive-note-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113780883718074532</id><published>2006-01-20T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:00:37.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday, January 20, 2006A Rant  (from Lewis' blogs...he's right, again....)How NOT to Run a Businessor The Customer is Always Right An open letter to Domino's Pizza, the blogging community, and every civilized human being in creation:I was livid when I read this news article in the online version of the Roanoke (Virginia) Times newspaper. In summary, the article reported that Christine Clayborne,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113780883718074532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113780883718074532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-january-20-2006-rant-from-lewis.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113770761135158205</id><published>2006-01-19T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T20:35:34.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These guys make us tree huggers look bad... ...I used to be in this group...well, not physically in the boat, but I sent my money in. Unfortunately, they are a bit of a radical group. Expecting people to get in between whaling ships and the whales......I don't like whaling. No way to do it quickly and painlessly. From what I've heard, they don't use the whole whale, either. Now it seems too much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113770761135158205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113770761135158205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/these-guys-make-us-tree-huggers-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113728547826720100</id><published>2006-01-14T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:37:58.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uh oh...so THAT'S what happened to Crow and Servo... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728547826720100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728547826720100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/uh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113728486609478030</id><published>2006-01-14T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:42:07.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so was this.. There was also one called Freaky Links, and Supernatural is a good one that is STILL on...for now......they're always cancelling the good shows. Won't cancel the Apprentice...God forbid...and the Sci Fi channel is always showiung the worst of the monster movies...but I still love that channel...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728486609478030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728486609478030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_113728486609478030.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113728477932226042</id><published>2006-01-14T18:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:26:19.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was actually pretty good.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728477932226042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728477932226042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-was-actually-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113728330494266993</id><published>2006-01-14T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:04:29.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...WOW...Blade is finally back. Apparently he's been busy. That happens when you have a job and family....I missed him, tho. Even tho he doesn't really comment as much as I'd like and even tho he doesn't say much when he does (but considering the fact that this blog isn't as interesting as his, or most others for that matter, I'm lucky any of you people show up)....I'm still glad he's back. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728330494266993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113728330494266993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113711267607137220</id><published>2006-01-12T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:37:56.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...well, another full moon...and you can tell. Just stand at a four-way stop and you'll see. Go to the store, and you'll see....however, those who act as though it's always a full moon...the assholes and the bitches, the ones, both male and female, that think they're better than anyone here......get over yourselves. You're life  may be perfect, how nice for you, but with a little twist of fate, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113711267607137220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113711267607137220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_113711267607137220.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113704666781539379</id><published>2006-01-12T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:17:47.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Seamus is so cute, don't ya think? Go check out his pics...his dog, Taylor is gorgeous. It's nice to know there're other dogs that eat more than Sin does...If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113704666781539379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113704666781539379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113682922365245609</id><published>2006-01-09T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:54:38.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...last night I thought about how my lovebird, Baldzilla, was quiet all day. I get up this morning and remembered...sure enough, he was dead. I have no idea what happened, but it put a bummer on my Monday....so in honor of the little guy....'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This lovebird is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113682922365245609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113682922365245609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113665214464238291</id><published>2006-01-07T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:42:24.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Lewis has a really good post about his day of hunting. You should read it. He has a great philosophy on it....I agree with what he has to say....first let me say that the laws regulating guns in Illinois make no sense to me. I have to learn to drive a car before I'm given a license (after proving I can drive), yet I can just go out and buy a gun and use it. Sure, you have a right to bare arms,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113665214464238291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113665214464238291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113622634103424947</id><published>2006-01-02T12:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:25:41.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>classic.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113622634103424947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113622634103424947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/classic.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113622578570050394</id><published>2006-01-02T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T12:28:55.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH LOOKY..The Monty Python Character Testhttp://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testidNorwegian Blue.....You scored 37 Stubborn, 34 Crazy, 27 Agressive, and 18 Evil!The Norwegian Blue parrot is rather dead, but charming.High Light: A customer enters a pet shop...O: We're closin' for lunch.C: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113622578570050394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113622578570050394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-looky.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113621297818023090</id><published>2006-01-02T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:42:58.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thank YOU, guys... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113621297818023090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113621297818023090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113621269598383572</id><published>2006-01-02T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:38:15.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>see what happens when you do something good...Dear Solider Angels,     It is a great honor for me to write, and respond to true American Patroons.  Though I would rather write and thank everyone on an individual basis, my job as a corpsmen doesn't alloy the time.  My marines, and fellow corpsmen, and myself are really thankful for everthing you have done for us.  The packages, cards, the words of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113621269598383572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113621269598383572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2006/01/see-what-happens-when-you-do-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113605047825014255</id><published>2005-12-31T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:49:51.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>random thoughts ('cause I can't, for the life of me, think of anything more interesting than this)......whenever I get a pound of my favorite turkey breast at Wal Mart (yes...their deli is actually good...), I always tell them I want it the size of a nickel. Do they ever cut it that thick? NO. It's like they've never even seen a nickel. Sometimes they don't get it right the second time, either. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113605047825014255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113605047825014255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/random-thoughts-cause-i-cant-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113550154329641947</id><published>2005-12-25T03:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:06:44.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...certain things have been bothering me lately.........why is it that on some of the blogs I've visited it's like some kind of special club, and even though you are able to post, no one seems to care. No one acknowledges you. I remember reading one guy's blog...he was very good, but after he actually posted about how once he sees mistakes in spelling or proper word etiquette, he won't read them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113550154329641947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113550154329641947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113544559882039846</id><published>2005-12-24T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T11:33:18.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113544559882039846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113544559882039846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113496407935188341</id><published>2005-12-18T21:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T21:47:59.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Commercials I like to watch......the Hall's cough drops where the three pigs are in the brick house (guys with make-up) and the bad wolf is outside with a cough. He takes a cough drop, crunches it with his teeth, then takes a deep breath and....you know the rest of the story....Target makes good ones, although they have an uncaring attitude when it comes to charities....the Boston and the Pug </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113496407935188341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113496407935188341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/commercials-i-like-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113491783100520846</id><published>2005-12-18T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T09:45:37.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Commercials that annoy me......the Burger King king...one of the scariest things I've ever seen...and to think he plays football......Radio Shack/Verizon, where people sit in a chair and tell someone the gifts they want...the girl who is obviously a spoiled bitch...with her whipped boyfriend in tow...telling her mom that she wants this phone and she should get her for her or else she will tell </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113491783100520846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113491783100520846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/commercials-that-annoy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113431614442042994</id><published>2005-12-11T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T09:57:06.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PEOPLE ARE SUCH DICKS....December 08, 2005•Insult to Injury First things first: The issue that's getting so much attention — and rightfully so — is the hate letter written to PFC Joshua Sparling. In case you missed the show, Josh was wounded in Iraq on November 20, and by the time he arrived at Walter Reed Medical Center he was almost immediately carted in for surgery. With a down moment he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113431614442042994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113431614442042994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/people-are-such-dicks.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113424498167755021</id><published>2005-12-10T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:03:01.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...so if anyone still reads here...go to Jack's blog and read the December 9th post about the guy who was shot on the plane (he was bi-polar) and how journalists are so responsible in their reporting. He makes some very good points, and I had a few of my own...go read it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113424498167755021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113424498167755021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113375458346881867</id><published>2005-12-04T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:49:43.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...once again a big corporation has made itself gobs of money at the expense of someone....seems Troy and his employees were notified last week that their last day will be tomorrow. Supposedly they bought another company (HV) but, this other company gets to stay open, and Troy's store closes....what is it about these big corporations that feel they need to screw over their own? My old company </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113375458346881867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113375458346881867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113375314224202094</id><published>2005-12-04T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:25:42.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do NOT go here...these a#&amp;%$()*s just closed a store around here, gave their employees a WEEK'S notice, and will be keeping the tiny, no room, employees-are-rude store with a busy intersection out front. Just in time for Christmas. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113375314224202094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113375314224202094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/do-not-go-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113347362286352454</id><published>2005-12-01T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:47:02.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...just in case someone is actually reading this (I feel like Burgess Meredith in the Twilight Zone...everyone is gone and all he has is books), go say hi to Lewis...let him know he's thought of today. He needs his friends.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113347362286352454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113347362286352454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113296451394437963</id><published>2005-11-25T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:21:53.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE MORE THING......Animal Planet has a show on Saturday night, 8/7 CST...showing reunions with owners and their pets. I know I'll be balling like a baby, but I will definately watch this. Don't let me be the only one...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296451394437963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296451394437963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-more-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113296425444309851</id><published>2005-11-25T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:25:58.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...I once watched a program (after 9/11) about rescue dogs. One set of profiles they did was on the dogs that were used to find bodies among the rubble of the twin towers. These dogs would find people, sometimes still alive, but mostly those that perished. Both the owners and the animals worked day and night, pretty much exhausted after long, grueling hours....One owner that was interviewed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296425444309851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296425444309851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113296425444309851.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113296281046139006</id><published>2005-11-25T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T17:53:30.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...a cadaver dog...used to find you-know-what.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296281046139006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113296281046139006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113288144280461611</id><published>2005-11-24T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T19:17:22.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna go..I wanna go and see the cowboys.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113288144280461611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113288144280461611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-wanna-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113280583577876495</id><published>2005-11-23T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:02:17.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...alllllright...enough of the cute dog pictures. Must I keep rubbing it in? Well, yes, I do, it's my blog, and having already established the fact that it will never be up there with the great ones, I can do anything I damn well please, because people, it don't get any worse than this....besides, at least I didn't create a blog that is totally devoted to Sin. I've come across some blogs that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113280583577876495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113280583577876495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113269566822021857</id><published>2005-11-22T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T15:41:08.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS is the one I wanted to put up...and thanks to Buffalo I got it. Now if you don't love dogs after this, you need to leave.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113269566822021857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113269566822021857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-one-i-wanted-to-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113226856077408874</id><published>2005-11-17T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:02:40.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...can you believe this is play time? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226856077408874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226856077408874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113226856077408874.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113226839274793443</id><published>2005-11-17T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:59:52.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...here he is again..first day out of the yard... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226839274793443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226839274793443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113226839274793443.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113226829308925085</id><published>2005-11-17T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:58:13.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...here's my baby...Sin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226829308925085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113226829308925085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113168586920923348</id><published>2005-11-10T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T23:11:09.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...I don't want to offend anyone, so don't take this personally....could someone please tell me what in the world a leaf blower is for?....and don't say it's for blowing leaves...I got that much....so people actually spend money on this motor with a handle that blows everything all over...basically just pushes it into someone else's yard, or out in the street....I may be wrong, but isn't that the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113168586920923348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113168586920923348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5003055.post-113106729209325795</id><published>2005-11-03T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:21:32.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...well now I feel bad....Jack has set up a way to help injured troops thru donations...you need to go to his site and read up on it. It's for something worthy and necessary, and I think it will do some good. Please check it out....however, I can't afford it at the moment. There are people who are donating a lot (to me it's a lot) of money, and for some reason I'm worried how he thinks of me.No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113106729209325795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5003055/posts/default/113106729209325795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluepanther.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Wanting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279868250979932458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
