<?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-11101562</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:05:38.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaun Sawyer | the blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Updated at least once a decade!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shaun Sawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848707174090253898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11101562.post-114837025297520274</id><published>2006-05-23T03:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T03:44:12.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Take the quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=13314"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Guitar Player Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz3/13314/res14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eddie Van Halen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Eddie Van Halen! You are the lead guitarist for Van Halen, and one of the most innovative guitarists ever. You are the master of tapping, and supply it in nearly every solo you play. During concerts, you have solos that last for almost a half an hour; true rock n' roll style right there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myyearbook.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- the World's Biggest Yearbook!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11101562-114837025297520274?l=shaunsawyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/feeds/114837025297520274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11101562&amp;postID=114837025297520274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/114837025297520274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/114837025297520274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/2006/05/guitar.html' title='Guitar'/><author><name>Shaun Sawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848707174090253898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11101562.post-111953153697835886</id><published>2005-06-23T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:18:09.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Would you give a guy a foot massage?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000237/" target="_blank"&gt;Vincent&lt;/a&gt;: "You know, I'm getting kinda tired, I could use a foot massage."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000168/" target="_blank"&gt;Jules&lt;/a&gt;: "Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' pissed." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table bordercolor="#333333" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="350" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="107" alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?" src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/butchbanner.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tired of being underappreciated and manipulated by powerful "others," you fight back. Though possesssing a cold, violent outside, you have a soft, scentimental inside. You love your partner, you cherish family heirlooms, and you want nothing more than to be geniunely happy -- but you don't mind having to kill a couple of nimrods who happen to clutter your path.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp" target="_blank"&gt;What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I'm not cool enough to be Vincet or Jules. Pulp Fiction is still one of my favorite movies. When I saw it in the theater, Brad and I were the only ones laughing, which just made us laugh &lt;em&gt;longer&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;harder&lt;/em&gt;. How anyone can watch it and not laugh I will never know. If I get the time I will watch it again. I was lucky enough to get the special edition DVD as a birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110912/quotes" target="_blank"&gt;quotes&lt;/a&gt; from Pulp Fiction. Not one quote from this movie made it in the &lt;a href="http://afi.com/tvevents/100years/quotes.aspx#list" target="_blank"&gt;top 100&lt;/a&gt;. There should have been at least one! I would have many in my list... but I don't have the time to mine own yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;duff has another interesting &lt;a href="http://duffsrandommusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/something-for-digitalicats-titillation.html" target="_blank"&gt;call&lt;/a&gt; on her &lt;a href="http://duffsrandommusings.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt; Does anyone else call her? The request lines are now open! (803) 742-1047&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11101562-111953153697835886?l=shaunsawyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/feeds/111953153697835886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11101562&amp;postID=111953153697835886&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/111953153697835886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/111953153697835886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/2005/06/would-you-give-guy-foot-massage.html' title='&quot;Would you give a guy a foot massage?&quot;'/><author><name>Shaun Sawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848707174090253898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11101562.post-111838501218294412</id><published>2005-06-10T02:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T09:08:26.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>135?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://duffsrandommusings.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;duff&lt;/a&gt; sent me this test, so I tried it. I'm sure this isn't too accurate, because I scored higher then she did. Check her score out &lt;a href="http://duffsrandommusings.blogspot.com/2005/06/taking-care-of-business.html" target="_blank"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff774;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 135&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffcca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/iq/iq.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My guess is duff is just trying to get me to actually post. It worked... my next post should be in October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11101562-111838501218294412?l=shaunsawyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/feeds/111838501218294412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11101562&amp;postID=111838501218294412&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/111838501218294412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/111838501218294412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/2005/06/135.html' title='135?'/><author><name>Shaun Sawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848707174090253898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-11101562.post-110944305498246784</id><published>2005-02-28T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T16:06:04.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it! My blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This blog is &lt;strong&gt;under construction. &lt;/strong&gt;I'm still working out how I want this to look... ok I think I know how I want it to look, I'm trying to figure out how to change it. Here's a joke while I get this blog thing started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man was sitting on his front porch down in Louisiana watching the sunrise. He sees the neighbor's kid walk by carrying something big under his arm. He yells out "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" Boy yells back "Roll of chicken wire." Old man says "What you gonna do with that?" Boy says "Gonna catch me some chickens." Old man yells "You damn fool, you can't catch chickens with chicken wire!" Boy just laughs and keeps walking. That evening at sunset the boy comes walking by and to the old man's surprise he is dragging behind him the chicken wire with about 30 chickens caught in it. Same time next morning the old man is out watching the sunrise and he sees the boy walk by carrying something kind of round in his hand. Old man yells out "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" Boy yells back "Roll of duck tape." Old man says "What you gonna do with that?" Boy says back "Gonna catch me some ducks." Old man yells back, "You damn fool, you can't catch ducks with duck tape!" Boy just laughs and keeps walking. That night around sunset the boy walks by coming home and to the old man's amazement he is trailing behind him the unrolled roll of duck tape with about 35 ducks caught in it. Same time next morning the old man sees the boy walking by carrying a bunch of long reeds with something fuzzy on the ends. Old man says "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" Boy says "Pussy Willows." Old man says "Wait up.... I'll get my hat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11101562-110944305498246784?l=shaunsawyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/feeds/110944305498246784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11101562&amp;postID=110944305498246784&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/110944305498246784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11101562/posts/default/110944305498246784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaunsawyer.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-it-my-blog.html' title='This is it! My blog.'/><author><name>Shaun Sawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848707174090253898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
