<?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-29364431</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:05:43.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>todaysthoughts2006</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-117084377591335050</id><published>2007-02-07T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T02:22:55.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wolfson.ox.ac.uk/~peet/mortaboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" height="117" alt="" src="http://www.wolfson.ox.ac.uk/~peet/mortaboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok so I took a new job leaving the comfort and security of my old one cos I wanted to progress I'm ambitious I want to one day own a big house with electric gates that I can drive up to in my Jaguar XKR but more than that I'm not totally materialistic I want to be able to be able to move out of my mums house I want to be able to afford to have kids and provide a secure comfortable environment for them. Right back to the point I took this new job and hasn't really work out like I thought it would its a new company and I was taken on as a teacher to go in to leisure centers and teach the staff how to do their job better but the company hasn't actually sold any of this training so I'm stuck in an office some thing I never wanted to do, going bullshit busy work. Its like when you where a kid and its the middle of the 6 weeks holiday your best friend has gone aboard and your bored so you ask your mum what can I do she says why done you clean your room or make a lit of things to do then priorities them and you say no thanks mum I'm trying to reduce my boredom but I cant say that cos they are paying my wages so I have to do it know its never going to be used by any one for any thing.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm leaving I quit for the first time since I was 14 I'm going to be with out a job unemployed I know what I want to do I want to teach but its proving difficult as I dont have a degree I cant do a pgce so school teaching is out of the question (not that I would want to that teen agers are generally little shits) but most want a degree which I don't have as I decided to go to work instead of running up a huge debt. So I've been working and paying tax for 10years but now I cant dot eh job I want cos I don't have a degree its bull shit.&lt;br /&gt;I have been going to allot of interview lately too and they are bollox you both put on this fake facarde they ask all the same questions I used to ask when I recruited people only listening to half the answers as they would have made up their minds about you interviews should be carried out by a third party an un biased agency to asses your suitability for the job rather than whether your face fits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-117084377591335050?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/117084377591335050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=117084377591335050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/117084377591335050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/117084377591335050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-so-i-took-new-job-leaving-comfort.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-116161892791326849</id><published>2006-10-23T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:55:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://svn.navi.cx/misc/trunk/wasabi/images/playstation.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://svn.navi.cx/misc/trunk/wasabi/images/playstation.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playstation Generation, Obesity is on the rise at a scary rate&lt;br /&gt;The number of &lt;a class="bold-link" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/hottopics/obesity/children.shtml"&gt;obese children&lt;/a&gt; has tripled in 20 years. 10% of six year olds are obese, rising to 17% of 15 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;Why is this? I think computer games have allot to answer for I remember waiting for computers to load took ages and the best that was on offer was pong or space invaders or daily Thompson decathlon (showing my age here) but although I loved playing these games I would have much rather of gone out and rode our bikes or played football or base ball or rounders or run outs or a million and one other games that you don't see kids playing any more and why would they when instead if being Jo no one they can be their sporting hero and because they never get in to it theydont realise the ebiniftis of exercise the feel good factors that go with it the sense of team work the thrill of competition the lessons of winning and loosing ( don't even get me started on tis new non competitive sports) they have no imagination because it is not encouraged and natured by us the adults or parents instead of dressing up as a pirate they will just get for pirates of the Caribbean computer game now I don't think they should be banned they have their place but they should be restricted to wet play if any one remembers that from school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-116161892791326849?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116161892791326849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=116161892791326849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/116161892791326849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/116161892791326849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/playstation-generation-obesity-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115862035972771476</id><published>2006-09-18T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:59:19.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fs4.deviantart.com/i/2004/265/2/5/Im_with_stupid_by_jetfoxx.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://fs4.deviantart.com/i/2004/265/2/5/Im_with_stupid_by_jetfoxx.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Think, Allot! I was on my way to work today and i saw a guy in his car at the traffic lights he had a nice car good hair was good looking and it looked like it just came naturally and i felt a little jealous. anyway i got to thinking about all the thing im gratful for in my life all the thingsi have to be happy about to feel better as i always do which got me thinking ( again, insert though bubble) I wonder if he is happy i wonder what he does for a living i wonder if he has a good looking girl friend iwonder if he apreciates her I wonder what he is thinking then it struck me! I have been on this train befor a few times and recently i have had the oppertunity to find out and in most cases i found out NO he dosent have a good job a career a group of friends he conects with intelectually but does he care and this bring me to my point is ignorance Bliss is intelligence a curse now dont get me wrong im not sure clever not nearly as gifted as some of the people i have the pleasure of calling my friends but i did an IQ test recntly and found out that only 2.3% of test takers where in the same catagory as me so when we are on here debating the quandries of mankind and if our language is sexest if so what does that mean is every one else really stupid do they know do they care do i realise i havent used one question mark after any of my questions why do we need them is it because people need telling its a question are they really that stupid should intelligent people rule the world do they really know whats best or is the old sayng true the more you learn the less you know.&lt;br /&gt;I could go on all night (but now im just boasting) please share your thoughts with me because one of the best ways to learn is from others.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the IQ test is at IQTest.com take it se where you come on the rating board and let me know oh and if you can try to work out what one im in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115862035972771476?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115862035972771476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115862035972771476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115862035972771476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115862035972771476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-think-allot-i-was-on-my-way-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115799106797967289</id><published>2006-09-11T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T09:11:08.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.problogger.net/wp-content/hard%20work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.problogger.net/wp-content/hard%20work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok who out there works an 8 hr day? ok now who actually works for 8 hrs a day? i know i dont in fact when i think of  the amount of time i actually spend working i am probably one of the best paid people i know, i like my job i really do and im good at it and i think thats part of the problem i can do it standing on my head may be ill try it tomorrow seriously though as long as i get all my work done and hit all my targets my boss leaves me to it. I know if i did more at work i would enjoy it more but as i can get away with doing nothing i do.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is i need a new job ive been doing thuis one for  a year and never really wanted to do it in the 1st place it just came up it was a promotion and more money so i took it however the job i had befor this was shit as i was too busy and always stressed out so i need a happy medium which is in the pipe line im sure you'll all be glad to hear any way do you love your job or hate it do you work every min of every day you are at work or do you chat and skive do you get annoyed with people you work with who skive off share your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115799106797967289?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115799106797967289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115799106797967289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115799106797967289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115799106797967289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-who-out-there-works-8-hr-day-ok-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115684748599569582</id><published>2006-08-29T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T03:31:26.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.windows.ucar.edu/teacher_resources/activities_3x3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.windows.ucar.edu/teacher_resources/activities_3x3.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate FAKE science what do i mean by this? well, the wors people for this are hair care and skin care comercials Panten Pro V, Oil of Olay, they use graphic deighn and computer images to mek soap for hair look intersting and excitng its not it soap people and any way doesnt every one realise your hair is dead its only the roots that are alive all shampoo is doing is coating it in silicon to make it shine, if you look at expensive 'sham'poo' (that says it all really) and asda own brand smart price cheap as chip it will have almost exactly the same ingredints so stop buying in to the ads.&lt;br /&gt;FYI shampoo is actually acient pursian for head massage which is the only part of the process that actually does your scalp any good.&lt;br /&gt;Skin Cream, your turn now i have always suspected that threre are no such thing as co enzymes and if there are Q-10 isnt one of them it was just some thing made up by the marketing department but this was confirmed for me when they brought out a skin cream with creatin in call it a co-enzyme its NOT its an amino acid and its function is to replenish muscle cells not to make skin less saggy any way skin creams do not work no matter what fancy ingredients they contain the skin is a barrier it is made to keep things out not let them in if this where not the case we would fill up with water every time we ahd a bath the only way to hydrate skin is from the inside its not glamorus but it is free and its called water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115684748599569582?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115684748599569582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115684748599569582' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115684748599569582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115684748599569582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-hate-fake-science-what-do-i-mean-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115650503947587479</id><published>2006-08-25T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:23:59.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thabiz.com/newchick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.thabiz.com/newchick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you heared the new song from Rhiana, unfaithful the answer i assume is yes as it seem to be one the radio every time i switch it on but have you acctually listened to the words people complain abotu rap music because of the amount of swearing but i knew all the swear words by the time i was 5 where as this song is deem as ok when it is about her being unfaithful to her boy friend and how she dosent want to do it how its killing him and how may be it would be better if she just shot him er hello what about breaking up? what about staying faithful in the first place is any one is that tempted by some one elae they should end the relationship they are in as it is obviously not important enough to them. now i Know this is just a song but isnt it telling kids young girls especialy that its ok to cheat on your boy friend cos Rhianna does it as long as you feel really bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;ok now im on my soap box I may as continue unfaithful isnt even the worst song out at the moment its smile have you seen the video to this  a girl gets a boy mugged then 'bumps' into him to cheer him up buys him a coffee all the while she has arranged for some guys to go and do over his flat she goes back there with and consoles him how much of a bitch can one girl be and the main horus line 'i feel bad for a while then i just smile' and this song was no.1 what msg atre we sending to kids they cant see a pair of tits (unless its on discovery chanel cos then its educational) but they can se some one being exploited for fun and glamorise it with a catchy little theme tune im not a fan of censorship but i do think in the society we live in where childeren are parents and parents have no morals or values some thing needs to be done to controll the msgs role models are sending and i think celbs have a duty to send out positive msg to kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115650503947587479?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115650503947587479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115650503947587479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115650503947587479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115650503947587479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/have-you-heared-new-song-from-rhiana.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608670319151966</id><published>2006-08-20T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T08:11:43.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna be more than just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;TO show them your mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;At any ol dtime&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And make sure your fine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be more than good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still laugh at all the funny things you say&lt;br /&gt;I'll still kiss you at the ned of each day&lt;br /&gt;When youv'e got a problem you can still talk to me but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be more than just friends&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch you&lt;br /&gt;to show them your mine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;At any old time&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And make sure your fine&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be more than just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would change me not fortune or fame&lt;br /&gt;I'll still wait for you in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;so answer me this if you will&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognise the i feel&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be more than just friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608670319151966?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608670319151966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608670319151966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608670319151966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608670319151966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-be-more-than-just-friends-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608488984004444</id><published>2006-08-20T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:41:29.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna be ale to live without you&lt;br /&gt;But i cant do without you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be able to spend a day with out thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;But i cant get you off my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608488984004444?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608488984004444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608488984004444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608488984004444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608488984004444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-be-ale-to-live-without-you-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608401771887377</id><published>2006-08-20T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:26:57.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fools give there heats much to easy&lt;br /&gt;Fools give thier love much too soon&lt;br /&gt;Fools dont think things through completely&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a fool for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608401771887377?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608401771887377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608401771887377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608401771887377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608401771887377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/fools-give-there-heats-much-to-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608385098041981</id><published>2006-08-20T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:24:10.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday is for remembering&lt;br /&gt;The joy and the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Those who those to live there&lt;br /&gt;Loose sight of there tomorows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont think of what has come befor or what is yet to be&lt;br /&gt;Just live for the moment thats the only way to be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608385098041981?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608385098041981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608385098041981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608385098041981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608385098041981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/yesterday-is-for-remembering-joy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608366499206358</id><published>2006-08-20T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:21:04.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get away&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stop living my life for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Trying to escape&lt;br /&gt;Trying to brake free&lt;br /&gt;Trying to stop living for what used to be&lt;br /&gt;Trying&lt;br /&gt;And ill keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608366499206358?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608366499206358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608366499206358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608366499206358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608366499206358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/trying-trying-to-get-away-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608340184056935</id><published>2006-08-20T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:16:41.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People say that loves a game&lt;br /&gt;But what if I don’t want to play&lt;br /&gt;Will you all justr pass me by&lt;br /&gt;People say that mans insane&lt;br /&gt;Becase he stands out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;But what if he just wants to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby please cant you love me for me&lt;br /&gt;Cant you accept who I am&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all fit in&lt;br /&gt;Look like her or talk like him is being yourself such a crime?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608340184056935?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608340184056935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608340184056935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608340184056935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608340184056935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/people-say-that-loves-game-but-what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608336112502037</id><published>2006-08-20T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:16:01.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna know about you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know why you do all the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know you inside out&lt;br /&gt;I wanna find out what your all about&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna get to know you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608336112502037?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608336112502037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608336112502037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608336112502037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608336112502037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-know-about-you-i-wanna-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608330753377328</id><published>2006-08-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:15:07.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s hard to sleep with you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to relax hard to unwind&lt;br /&gt;It’s impossible to concentrate with you in my head&lt;br /&gt;I cast my mind back and think of all that you’ve said&lt;br /&gt;I try to think of the clothes that you wear&lt;br /&gt;That smile you smile as you toss back your hair&lt;br /&gt;But what’s hardest of is you’re so far away&lt;br /&gt;And I’m left here and with out you again today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608330753377328?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608330753377328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608330753377328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608330753377328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608330753377328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-hard-to-sleep-with-you-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608319073934229</id><published>2006-08-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:13:10.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An example of creation&lt;br /&gt;An example of inspiration&lt;br /&gt;A history of what has come before&lt;br /&gt;A vision of what is yet to be&lt;br /&gt;The summation of a millennium&lt;br /&gt;The epitome of waste&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of what has come before a&lt;br /&gt;A symbol of what is yet to be&lt;br /&gt;Countless reasons not to build it&lt;br /&gt;Each on a better cause&lt;br /&gt;Millions or reasons to go see it&lt;br /&gt;To build it not reason enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608319073934229?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608319073934229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608319073934229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608319073934229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608319073934229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/example-of-creation-example-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115608311191757319</id><published>2006-08-20T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:11:51.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Contradiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never really sure of it but sure of nothing with out it&lt;br /&gt;Wanting it always&lt;br /&gt;But always afraid of what it brings&lt;br /&gt;Needing it more with each day your with out it&lt;br /&gt;But bored if its with you too long&lt;br /&gt;Searching for it eternally&lt;br /&gt;But never finding some one to love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115608311191757319?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115608311191757319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115608311191757319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608311191757319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115608311191757319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/contradiction-never-really-sure-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115330361220789910</id><published>2006-07-19T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T03:06:52.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ewancient.lysator.liu.se/pic/art/g/e/georgios/jester.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ewancient.lysator.liu.se/pic/art/g/e/georgios/jester.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love is a cruel Jester &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It plays on the hearts of fools&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It knows no boundaries &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It doesnt play by the ruels &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its the bringer of happiness &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its the giver of sorrow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It can lift you high today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drop you low tomorrow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has many Guises &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But only one name&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It can fullfill your dreams or drive you insane&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115330361220789910?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115330361220789910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115330361220789910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115330361220789910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115330361220789910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-is-cruel-jester-it-plays-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115158695169086762</id><published>2006-06-29T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:46:02.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.battelle.org/Environment/publications/EnvUpdates/Summer2003/gfx/question.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.battelle.org/Environment/publications/EnvUpdates/Summer2003/gfx/question.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Questions If any one has the answers please let me Know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Moths like the light so much why don't they come out in the day?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why are yawns contagious?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why do you sneeze when you look up at the sun?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As any one who knows me will testify I know allot of useless crap but these questions have plagued me for a while so please put me out of my misery if you can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also if you have any random questions of your own please ask as I may just know the answer knowledge is power after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115158695169086762?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115158695169086762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115158695169086762' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115158695169086762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115158695169086762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/questions-if-any-one-has-answers.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-115062823957840843</id><published>2006-06-18T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:09:58.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.certifiedpsychic.com/images/love-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="153" alt="" src="http://www.certifiedpsychic.com/images/love-heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you find it, if you don't look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say if you want a relationship/partner/boyfriend/girlfriend you shouldn't look for it and I used to believe this (mostly because I used to be quite naive and believe most of what people said Why would they lie? Live and learn hey) but how can you find some thing unless you look for it? Yes you may happen upon it eventually but unless you you also know what it is you want in a partner how will you know when you find it because the physical attraction only part of it and it goes with time so you better make sure the person you want to spend the rest of your life with is your best friend too.&lt;br /&gt;Allot of people I have spoken to about this believe in fate or gods plan call it what you will but to quote the bible god helps those who help them selves if you speak to any successful person they will tell you they knew what they wanted put a flexible plan in place and went to get it they may have failed a few times along the way (very few people will meet their true love 1st) but they changed their approach and kept going they didn't say "that next big business opportunity is just around the corner but, if I go look for it ill scare it away, ill just keep stacking these shelves and let it come to me!" how likely is this really?&lt;br /&gt;So I say if you want some thing in life no matter what it is put a flexible plan in place and go after it but, be careful not to hurt any one along the way because what goes around comes around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-115062823957840843?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115062823957840843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=115062823957840843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115062823957840843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/115062823957840843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-can-you-find-it-if-you-dont-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-114994107664926835</id><published>2006-06-10T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T05:04:36.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Big Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is big brother exploititive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disscuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-114994107664926835?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114994107664926835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=114994107664926835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114994107664926835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114994107664926835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-brother-is-big-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-114994093917205412</id><published>2006-06-10T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T05:02:20.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is racism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a topic I was discussing with a friend recently according to my thesaurus it is belief in superiority of a particular race, antagonism towards other races, bigotry, chauvinist disseminating attitude, intolerance.&lt;br /&gt;So with this in mind is it racist for a black person to describe a white person as white or visa versa should you describe them using the same criteria you would some on of your own color for example height weight hair style?&lt;br /&gt;The point that jumps out at me in the above definition is intolerance as there are varying levels how tolerant should we be? Should we expect a 'foriener' to learn the language of a country they move to and use only that language in that country and take on the traditions and customs of the said country or should they be allowed to continue there own language and customs no matter where they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this our world as a global community and should we be able to move about it as we please should we show tolerance to tourists or ex pats as they practice there customs or should they show tolerance to us and ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another matter that was brought up was the terms Black and White Black is traditional a bad scary color Black Sheep of the family Black magic where as white is good virginal clean was this purposeful when describing our colors shouldn't it be pink and brown?&lt;br /&gt;Also we then to use the term Asian to discribe Napelese, Chinese, Janpanese even some parts of Indian basically most of the east when allot of people from that area are not Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion we need some new terms so instead of rewriting the dictionary to include words like BLING may be we could come up with some useful ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-114994093917205412?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114994093917205412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=114994093917205412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114994093917205412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114994093917205412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-is-racism-this-is-topic-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29364431.post-114967746263514740</id><published>2006-06-07T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T03:51:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Be More Friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem today that every one is so caught up in there own life that they don't take any notice of any one else much less take the time to smile and say hello. There are exceptions and these usual spring from commonalities, if you are out taking the dog for a walk and meet some one doing the same most people will nod or smile or say hi or if you are on holiday people seem to be more cordial and chatty but if in every day life if you say hi to a stranger they look at you like a crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;I work in a gym so it is my job to be friendly and say hi to people there are three types of contact acknowledgement a smile wave or nod of the head quick hi how are you and quality a full conversation. When I am in uniform and on the shop floor so to speak people (most of them any way) like this contact even if I am there out of uniform and they don't recognize me as staff and I carry on in my routine out of habit I tend to get a smile back.&lt;br /&gt;I think of my self as a friendly out going person and I like to make contact with people especially when you find you have things in common it is a really good feeling. An ex girl friend of mine once said every one seems to like you when you smile they smile back you always strike up a conversation with bar staff and shop assistants but I truly believe what you give is what you get so if you are friendly to people they will be the same in return.&lt;br /&gt;So my thought for today is be more friendly to every one, It will make their day and yours. They then may be more friendly to the people they meet and it has a compounding effect and could make the world a happier place. Yes this may be idealist but what's wrong with the? So in the words of Neil Buchanan try it your self smile at a stranger ask a shop assistant how their day has been it will improve yours I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29364431-114967746263514740?l=todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114967746263514740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29364431&amp;postID=114967746263514740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114967746263514740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29364431/posts/default/114967746263514740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaysthoughts2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-more-friendly-it-seem-today-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12528612615329819059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
