<?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-4660396196091830545</id><updated>2012-01-18T16:58:27.641-06:00</updated><category term='space'/><category term='junk email'/><category term='silly'/><category term='belt buckles'/><category term='banana phone'/><category term='Michelle'/><category term='Stalion'/><category term='meat'/><category term='movies'/><category term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><category term='books'/><category term='Apolo'/><category term='doppelganger'/><category term='death'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='super heros'/><category term='birds'/><category term='fingers'/><category term='shame'/><category term='Burnin&apos;'/><category term='THE FUTURE'/><category term='Diet'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='buckle'/><category term='family'/><category term='immortality'/><category term='Brandis'/><category term='Conan'/><category term='bloggin&apos;'/><category term='work'/><category term='science'/><category term='firsts'/><category term='regret'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Technical Writing'/><category term='video games'/><category term='politics'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='music'/><category term='poop'/><category term='Glory'/><category term='cats'/><category term='school'/><category term='sea creatures'/><category term='mythology'/><category term='sunglasses'/><category term='bodily functions'/><category term='introspection'/><category term='cool'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='mini golf'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Zelda'/><category term='funny pictures'/><category term='Lipizzaner'/><category term='snow'/><category term='writing'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='iBook'/><category term='phantasmata de facto'/><category term='discovery'/><title type='text'>True Tales of False Lies</title><subtitle type='html'>The Verity of Falsehoods and Verisimilitude of Fables.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4192662799968274971</id><published>2012-01-18T16:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:58:27.661-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>PERHAPS</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's been a while since I last wrote here. Isn't that how most of my posts on this blog start out? I've decided that if I plan on getting some sort of job in some sort of writing field, that I should write more. That means more blog posts like this one here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason I'm actually sitting down and doing this, though, is because most of my favorite websites have shut themselves down today in protest of SOPA and PIPA, two awful bills going through Congress right now. In fact, I've even made a protest post on Celebs Without Eyebrows. You should go check it out, whoever reads this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling very hypocritical lately because I like to talk about writing and act like I'm some sort of writer, but I never actually write anything. It's like I just imagine that a great novel or poetry collection will just fall out of my mouth one day and I'll get published or something. Ridiculous. Hopefully, you will start to see more posts here, though. And maybe, just maybe, I'll become that much of a better writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4192662799968274971?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4192662799968274971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2012/01/perhaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4192662799968274971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4192662799968274971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2012/01/perhaps.html' title='PERHAPS'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204989985872811731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-4660396196091830545.post-5020258378198956535</id><published>2011-02-07T08:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:47:19.893-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iBook'/><title type='text'>Post Superbowl EXTRAVAGANZA</title><content type='html'>I'm not really planning on talking about the superbowl here. What I am planning on talking about is how I wrote this huge long post the other day, but due to my iBook's sad problems with its battery, I never got to post it. Also, I'm going to talk about how awesome today has been so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing: I wrote this really long post earlier that didn't get saved. It was sad, I'm sad about it, but I'm not so sad that it's going to end my life. Most of this is because I still have the info on hard copy (Do you guys remember that show? I loved the opening titles, but that was about it: "HARD COPY. CLANG," or something). I will just have to retype it later. It was just mostly annoying that my computer is on the fritz. It makes me think that it's time to start saving to get a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing: Today has been pretty nice so far, excluding the whole waking up at 6 AM to get to class on time to find out that the teacher doesn't show up and it's a complete waste of me getting up that early. That's actually why I'm sitting here writing right now. I've got some spare time, you know? Why not use it? But before class, I have to say, I took this amazing poop in the 3rd floor Language building restroom. Very satisfying. I think the whole reason why I felt so terribly was that I needed that poop out of my belly. Thanks a lot, party food at the superbowl party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I wasn't going to talk about the superbowl! &amp;nbsp;Guess I was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5020258378198956535?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5020258378198956535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-superbowl-extravaganza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5020258378198956535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5020258378198956535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-superbowl-extravaganza.html' title='Post Superbowl EXTRAVAGANZA'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-1074238322810672541</id><published>2011-02-05T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T16:21:41.564-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Just Anything</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting on my purple leather couch, which was given to me by my parents, and was part of the cause of my first car wreck. My lady, Michelle, is standing outside in the snow and ice, wearing my teal flip-flops and feeding birds on the patio. She only started feeding the birds this week. I believe it's out of boredom, but she says that it's because she wants to help the poor little critters.&amp;nbsp;The recent icy, then snowy, then snowy icy weather made driving impractical and dangerous. Everywhere I go, I overhear people talking to each other about their experiences with the icy roads, as if they were hardened drivers, crystalized by the terror of the North Texas snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, one of Michelle's cats is staring at a mockingbird through a plate glass door. The bird's chest is puffed out, defiant, cautious. The bird hops down to where Michelle had placed the stale crushed snickerdoodles five minutes ago. I'm trying to write something, just anything to create journal entries for my fiction class. I pretty much hate most of what I'm writing these days. I feel like I have no purpose or direction as a writer. I've been abandoned by words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-1074238322810672541?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1074238322810672541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1074238322810672541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1074238322810672541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-anything.html' title='Just Anything'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2617718586677939021</id><published>2011-02-01T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:12:30.333-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fingers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fingernails</title><content type='html'>I understand the need to protect the tops of our fingers, and to pry little things apart, but I don't feel that fingernails are really that necessary. Especially when they bend backwards and gross me out. Also, I keep them cut short usually, so as they grow longer, it's just another chore that I have to take care of and remember to do. I hate cleaning fingernails as well. Since my job involves dirty stuff, my fingernails are almost always dirty now, even if they're short. My job also requires that I deal with cardboard boxes all day, so my cuticles get cut up a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I need a manicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want a cheeseburger right now. Or pizza. However, the roads are all frozen over so it would probably be irresponsible for me to go out there to get food. Even though it was okay for me to go out there and go to work somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time concentrating on writing right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2617718586677939021?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2617718586677939021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/fingernails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2617718586677939021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2617718586677939021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/02/fingernails.html' title='Fingernails'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-983535687100637382</id><published>2011-01-25T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:09:03.796-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>I'm probably going to post a lot now.</title><content type='html'>So I'm writing for my fiction class right now, and I'm a bit stumped. I feel like what I'm writing is kind of good, but I have no direction for it, so it makes it seem like each step forward is really a step sideways. The document I'm writing only has to be 3 pages, but I'm having so much trouble coming up with even a single sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing all night (since I got home today, anyway), and it's all been a struggle. Writing creatively is difficult when you want it to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to end this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-983535687100637382?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/983535687100637382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-probably-going-to-post-lot-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/983535687100637382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/983535687100637382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-probably-going-to-post-lot-now.html' title='I&apos;m probably going to post a lot now.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2721491181137530006</id><published>2011-01-25T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:19:48.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Journal Post</title><content type='html'>I'm going to use this thing like a journal now, so suck it up, dear reader(s). Feel free not to read this thing, but I have to write. It's good practice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the second week of school and I kind of feel a little overwhelmed. I'm taking 16 hours this semester, and on top of that, my managers at work are wanting to increase my hours up to almost 40 a week. You know, just enough to where I'm not full-time, just enough so they don't have to give me benefits or vacation time. Yeah. &amp;nbsp;So anyway, my classes are really piling on the homework. Especially my intro to fiction class. I'm supposed to write something down in a journal daily, for at least an hour, but I honestly don't have that kind of time. Between the other five classes I'm taking, it's hard enough to even finish the homework I have to get done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I want to tell you about my least favorite class and my favorite class. Because being in the middle is boring unless you're part of a sandwich. My least favorite class this semester is my Popular Music in American Culture class. It's one of those giant lecture hall classes where you never meet the teacher except through his ranting, and he certainly never meets you unless there's a problem. This is great in the sense that I don't like the class and that will go unnoticed because the teacher will not notice me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not so great because the teacher thinks he's got the big balls or something, I don't know. This guy is really into his power trip. On the first day, he kept us late after class to ramble on about whatever inane thing he was rambling about, and some student decided to leave because it was after class time. The "teacher" called him out, yelling at him to sit back down, and the guy said "no thanks," walking out the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admire that guy's balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so the professor yells to his TAs (he has 3 of them for some reason. 3!) to count the guy absent. Better yet, drop him from the class because of his "bad manners." How does the teacher even know the guy's name? He doesn't. How does he expect to drop the kid from the class? Who knows? Why even have schedules if you're not going to abide by them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late to my next class. Thanks, Prof. Dick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my favorite class is Technical Editing (so far). I really enjoy copy editing and proofreading, so this class is going to go very well for me, I think. I also think it's going to be a lot of hard work. On our first quiz, I totally found a typo and called the teacher out on it. Felt good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2721491181137530006?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2721491181137530006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/journal-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2721491181137530006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2721491181137530006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/journal-post.html' title='Journal Post'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-3597898119436619489</id><published>2011-01-25T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T20:06:27.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>I don't know what to write.</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to write a lot of journal entries for my Fiction class, but I honestly don't know what to write about. I have a list of "firsts," as you may see by my two previous posts, but none of them seem any good to me right now. I think I'll check on this &lt;a href="http://www.webook.com/911writersblock"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; I found to help with writer's block. This is the prompt it gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'helvetica neu', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;A quiet suburban cul-de-sac. A child's bicycle lies on its side, one wheel slowly turning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'helvetica neu', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet suburban cul-de-sac. A child's bicycle lies on its side, one wheel slowly turning, the front wheel bent. A car pulled up to the downed metal heap in query of its status. The headlights peered over the spokes and chains, dirtied with bicycle grease. The car crept closer to the bike, crunching tiny pebbles between tires and concrete, making them even tinier. Shadows of the bicycle's body swung from the frame, connecting only at the parts where it touched the concrete. The shadows were like the tiny pebbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver exited the car, every breath turned to clouds in the chilled night. The car engine continued to run, the headlights stilled and illuminated the broken bicycle. The man, a lanky figure with gangly legs and even ganglier arms, reached to the bike and touched its handlebar. His finger stung from the miniature lightning bolt that flashed between him and the bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-3597898119436619489?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3597898119436619489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-know-what-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3597898119436619489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3597898119436619489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-know-what-to-write.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to write.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4859986352354803347</id><published>2011-01-25T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:38:55.631-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fiction Journal</title><content type='html'>I know I'm making several posts in one day. Just bear with me, dear reader(s). This entry is probably going to be really short, as I only wrote it within a few minutes. It's another "First."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First Sip of Coffee&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;(Sorry for Telling this One Again, Dad).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out with my family, June of the year I beat Zelda: Link to the Past. We were at a plant nursery; it was 100 degrees. My throat was dry. It was a desert cave at noon. I was sweating all of the water from my body, but it wanted more to sweat. I believed in death by thirst in these moments. There were fountains with babies, chubby and winged, pissing clear water into troughs where it recirculated to become more piss. Like my sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pleaded with Dad to let me drink from the fountain. He suggested his coffee. My dad liked his coffee black, and somehow, despite the swelter of June, the thermos let it get cold. I sipped it as my mom warned me against it. Disgust. Spit take.&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4859986352354803347?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4859986352354803347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/fiction-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4859986352354803347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4859986352354803347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/fiction-journal.html' title='Fiction Journal'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4213676802590141648</id><published>2011-01-25T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:08:53.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Journal for Fiction Class</title><content type='html'>Well, my Intro to Fiction Writing teacher said that I could use the computer to do my daily journals, so I think that's what I'll do. Today, I'm going to do one of the "First" exercises. If you're not familiar with it, they're exercises where I just write and write and write about the "first" something; it can be anything, like the first time I drank coffee, or my first kiss, or the first time I ate cheese. Whatever I want. This one is the first time I climbed a tree (even though really, it's not completely true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Left Mimosa&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a mimosa tree in my grandparents' back yard, well, there were two really, but the left one sucked. I would climb into the branches of the tree, thinking about lazing like a gibbon in the jungle. My sister would come outside mere seconds after me, demanding the use of the right mimosa, but I had already settled into it and I was the gibbon. More accurately, I was a sloth, full to the brim with berries and fruit flies, them buzzing in my belly, eating the fruit as I was digesting it. Their tiny lives would be over soon, but for that moment, they had a feast in front of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sat in the tree, my sister stood below awaiting my departure, the fruit flies gorged. I told her to climb the left tree, but she wouldn't have it. My older sister believed in the authority given by God's egg timer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, that's it for that one. I just wanted to get that one down in some more permanent form than my notebook. I actually wrote that one during class on the first day. Yay school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4213676802590141648?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4213676802590141648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/journal-for-fiction-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4213676802590141648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4213676802590141648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2011/01/journal-for-fiction-class.html' title='Journal for Fiction Class'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-7349956781042117657</id><published>2010-08-30T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:23:39.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A Scent Ascends an Ascent.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I feel badly about the fact that I haven't blogged here in over a month. I don't feel bad because I've let someone else down or something, more that I've let myself be complacent. However, I have some free time between classes, so I guess I'll write something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm listening to Justin Bieber's "U Smile" &lt;a href="http://biffwooten.wordpress.com/2010/08/19/u-smile-by-justin-bieber-slowed-down-800/"&gt;slowed down 800%&lt;/a&gt; (and trying to find the "%" on my keyboard). I somehow doubt that this is actually Bieber's song, but it is pretty and beautifully ambient. Maybe I'll start listening to more ambient music more often. I forgot how much I enjoy the form of the lack of form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having 3 hours between classes is not cool. I think I'm going to have to bring movies to watch on my laptop or something. Okay, I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-7349956781042117657?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7349956781042117657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/scent-ascends-ascent.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7349956781042117657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7349956781042117657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/08/scent-ascends-ascent.html' title='A Scent Ascends an Ascent.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-9166403838545545454</id><published>2010-07-17T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T21:00:44.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>Michelle and I saw the new movie, &lt;i&gt;Inception&lt;/i&gt;, last night. I have to say that this&amp;nbsp;was probably my favorite movie of the year&amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;Toy Story 3 &lt;/i&gt;might be tied with it, though.). The plot is basically &lt;i&gt;The Matrix&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;meets &lt;i&gt;Mission: Impossible &lt;/i&gt;meets &lt;i&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, &lt;/i&gt;but ends up as more than the sum of its respective parts. It's definitely the best editing I've probably ever seen in a movie. During the climax of the movie, they have five different levels plot going concurrently, and I was never confused by it. The best part to me, though, is definitely the ending. I don't want to give anything away, so I'll just say that Michelle and I were blown away at the end of the movie, and had discussions about our theories for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I said all that to say this: Go see this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theatre where we went to see this movie was pretty interesting too. It was the Walnut $5/$3 theatre in Garland. I've never been there before, so I was interested in seeing a cheap movie even if we had to drive a little further than normal. However, when we saw this sad tiny building with purple neon border lights and "$5 Adult $3 Child" written on it in a dark parking lot surrounded by abandoned buildings, I was a little creeped out. So we walked up to the box office, and the guy points for us to come inside to pay. He opens the door to the thing and just stands there, saying "$10." Cash only. I saw a "Creature from the Black Lagoon" pinball machine and 2 others as well. The guy goes to flip a switch and they come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only $2.50 for a large coke? This theatre is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the bombshell: They're closing in August. Lame! Just when we find a diamond in the rough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-9166403838545545454?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9166403838545545454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9166403838545545454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9166403838545545454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-1107387233085261043</id><published>2010-07-16T09:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:50:59.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belt buckles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'>Wiierdo!</title><content type='html'>I probably didn't mention this on my blog here before, but if you're a friend on Facebook, you might know that for the past few months, my Wii hasn't been working properly. Basically, it will do everything but play games...Which is the whole reason I bought it...so yeah. I sent it in to Nintendo to have it fixed, and they just sent me an email saying that it's coming back to me within 3-4 business days! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was pretty cool because I met &lt;a href="http://www.oliviamunn.com/"&gt;Olivia Munn&lt;/a&gt;! She was even skinnier than I thought she would be in person. It was kind of surreal because I felt like I was watching an episode of &lt;i&gt;Attack of the Show&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;but just really close up. She signed her book that I bought (and read that day), as well as my iPhone case. This is a photo of her thumbs-upping with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/TEBw0qdNIAI/AAAAAAAAATU/SgoEp_rMNiU/s1600/38209_445859094749_712664749_5927240_1150501_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/TEBw0qdNIAI/AAAAAAAAATU/SgoEp_rMNiU/s320/38209_445859094749_712664749_5927240_1150501_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty neat, eh?! &amp;nbsp;Also note how I'm wearing my SNES belt buckle which I made myself! All the buttons still work and everything. While I was in the line to get her to sign my stuff, I chit-chatted with a bunch of other nerds. It was fun. They told me about what games they were playing, I told them about the games I was playing, etc. They thought I was in some sort of time warp, though because I happen to still play NES and SNES titles. I thought most people who still had working systems did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have changed the layout of my blog here just a smidgen, as well as my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://celebswithouteyebrows.blogspot.com/"&gt;CWE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;layout. I have also monetized CWE so if you click a link to an ad, I will get paid money! So do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bye now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-1107387233085261043?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1107387233085261043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/wiierdo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1107387233085261043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1107387233085261043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/07/wiierdo.html' title='Wiierdo!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/TEBw0qdNIAI/AAAAAAAAATU/SgoEp_rMNiU/s72-c/38209_445859094749_712664749_5927240_1150501_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4349972123420351486</id><published>2010-06-29T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:23:03.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Nihilism</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking today about death and life. Pretty much nothing that we do in life matters. Out of 6 billion people in the world, who is going to be remembered 100 years from now? Why do years even matter? Nothing we do affects anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just wish that there was some way I could know what I could do to make something big happen. Or even just to have a happy and good life. I think things would be better if I could see the future, even if I could do nothing to change it. At least it would make decisions easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4349972123420351486?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4349972123420351486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/nihilism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4349972123420351486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4349972123420351486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/nihilism.html' title='Nihilism'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-7324289860890815088</id><published>2010-06-24T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:56:04.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glory'/><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I started saying "I am 25" instead of "I will be 25." It feels like I'm going to fit pretty snugly in this age. It's a nice round number, and my car insurance premium goes down because of it. Although, since I'm turning 1/4 of a century old, it makes me think about aging and death. I guess my main thought is that I would really like New Game + as an option in life. You get through the whole story arc, then once the ending comes, you have the option to start over again with all the resources and knowledge that you had at the end of the last time. I would be a baby genius prodigy! Also, I wouldn't have to worry so much about trivial things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;a href="http://nickelrama.com/"&gt;Nickelrama&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with friends and ate deliciously unhealthy food yesterday to celebrate. &lt;i&gt;Glorious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, nobody reads this blog. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-7324289860890815088?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7324289860890815088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7324289860890815088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7324289860890815088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-5100483825053255228</id><published>2010-06-11T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:30:22.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burnin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I finished "Assassin's Creed 2" the other day, and realized that I missed one of the achievements in the game, and you can't go back to retry that stage to get the achievement. &amp;nbsp;Ridiculous! &amp;nbsp;So I played through the game again until I got to that point and got the achievement. &amp;nbsp;5 gamer points later, I've got the game packed up for return mailing to Gamefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've burned 5 lbs. so far. Not bad for only having been on this diet for 8 days or so. Also, I found that my endurance is getting just a little bit better. I'll be updating here whenever interesting things happen as far as weight burning goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I updated the look of my other (more awesome) blog,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://celebswithouteyebrows.blogspot.com/"&gt;Celebrities Without Eyebrows&lt;/a&gt;. Tell me if you like it or don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to vacuum! Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5100483825053255228?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5100483825053255228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-i-finished-assassins-creed-2-other.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5100483825053255228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5100483825053255228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-i-finished-assassins-creed-2-other.html' title=''/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-6202331376942910293</id><published>2010-06-06T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:37:42.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burnin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Switcharoo!!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I decided a few days ago that I'm too fat! &amp;nbsp;Turns out, I was right! &amp;nbsp;I've decided to start getting in shape. &amp;nbsp;Here is my plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cut intake&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty awesome planning, right?! &amp;nbsp;I think so!&amp;nbsp;So far, this plan has worked out, and I've already burned 4 pounds. &amp;nbsp;Not bad, John! I've also cut out greasy foods and soda. &amp;nbsp;That doesn't mean I've sworn them off completely, but just using AMAZING WILLPOWER to not eat those things like I have been. Also, I've been using the Lose It! app on my iPhone to keep track of how much I eat and exercise, as well as how much weight I lose and how close I am to my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided that I really don't like it when people say that they "lost" X pounds. Nobody just loses weight, people work at it. If you woke up one day suddenly 5 pounds lighter and you did nothing to make it happen, I can understand that term. Otherwise, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen that show on TLC called &lt;i&gt;Hoarding: Buried Alive?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;This show makes me feel like I NEED to clean. EVERYTHING. I can't stop watching it, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-6202331376942910293?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6202331376942910293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/switcharoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6202331376942910293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6202331376942910293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/06/switcharoo.html' title='Switcharoo!!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-3201127682630232118</id><published>2010-05-21T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T15:22:39.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><title type='text'>Summer!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's been a long time since I wrote anything in here. &amp;nbsp;I haven't had anything to write about! &amp;nbsp;However, today brought something worth mentioning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming for the first time this year! &amp;nbsp;Yay! &amp;nbsp;I LOVE swimming so much. &amp;nbsp;The beauty of it lies within the illusion of weightlessness. It makes me believe that if I went to space, I would be very happy. &amp;nbsp;Speaking of weightlessness, I read&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grovel.org.uk/supermanbatman-3-absolute-power/"&gt;Superman/Batman: Absolute Power&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;last night. It was really interesting to see Superman and Batman being completely different from their regular natures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-3201127682630232118?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3201127682630232118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3201127682630232118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3201127682630232118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer.html' title='Summer!!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-8606668188392398246</id><published>2010-04-29T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:00:13.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technical Writing'/><title type='text'>Just until Monday</title><content type='html'>I just got an email from one of my Technical Writing professors in which she basically tells me to rewrite the whole thing. This is part of a huge project that's been going on for the entire semester, and I'm completely over it. &amp;nbsp;I just don't want to do this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company we've been working with didn't even give us proper perimeters for this project. When they initially discussed the potential topics, they weren't going to give us copies of the information. It's like pulling teeth to get answers from them about how they run the company (how can we propose a new way to do something at a company when we don't know how you do it currently?).&amp;nbsp;Instead of putting people that have &lt;i&gt;no knowledge of the subject&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in charge of directing the flow of information to the students, maybe they should have had subject matter experts there to answer questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we win the "grand prize" of maybe $100 or so at the end. I just want to be through and make an A. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our presentation is Monday and we still have loads of work to do, but my team has been almost no help. I don't care if they read this. &amp;nbsp;They know it's true. &amp;nbsp;I'm the one who made the powerpoint, wrote the proposal re-wrote the proposal when they told us they didn't like our idea, designed &lt;i&gt;every single document,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;created the solutions to the problems, did about half of the research, created the logo, tag line, and visual style of the whole project, created several versions of everything so they could have choices, printed everything, edited, re-edited, re-re-re-re-edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of wish I hadn't had a group so I could have just done it all myself how I wanted, and would have gotten all of the justly deserved credit. If I don't make an A on this, I will probably go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-8606668188392398246?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8606668188392398246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-until-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/8606668188392398246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/8606668188392398246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-until-monday.html' title='Just until Monday'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2426147161491923043</id><published>2010-04-27T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:06:41.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'>My head is throbbing!</title><content type='html'>I have a headache. &amp;nbsp;I've been getting headaches a lot recently. I don't really understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I started playing Words With Friends (Scrabble for the iPhone) against my high school Creative Writing teacher, and I have to say it's completely cathartic to play excellent words with high scores against him. It's like a rite of passage for English nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of fixed my Wii recently. It's still inconsistent, though. Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2426147161491923043?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2426147161491923043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-head-is-throbbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2426147161491923043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2426147161491923043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-head-is-throbbing.html' title='My head is throbbing!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2269147441520287307</id><published>2010-04-23T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:42:11.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk email'/><title type='text'>Hello! I am Princee of niGeria.?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I normally don't read junk email, but I think I may have just stumbled on my favorite one ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello, Steve,&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that your wife is about to give birth to your firstling and you're going to be present at the childbirth.&lt;br /&gt;You know, two years ago I became a father too, but after I had seen my young wife in labor I couldn't bring myself to make love to her for several months.&lt;br /&gt;So there are a few tips on how to avoid my sad experience.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it has a link to what I'm sure is some scam of a website. &amp;nbsp;The best part about this email (other than the awesome term "firstling" which I am SO using if I ever have a kid) is that the email was from "Martha Jacobson." Now, I don't know if Martha is a guy's name in some other country, but here I have found it's mostly for the ladies. So does that mean that this person's a lesbian who is also somehow a father? &amp;nbsp;Or maybe they were just &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;unfortunate when it comes to being named.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, what a douche. &amp;nbsp;You watch your wife give birth to your firstling and you don't even have the decency to impregnate her again&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;immediately afterward?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;What a terrible person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2269147441520287307?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2269147441520287307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-i-am-princee-of-nigeria.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2269147441520287307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2269147441520287307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-i-am-princee-of-nigeria.html' title='Hello! I am Princee of niGeria.?'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-44214036163405785</id><published>2010-04-23T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:43:47.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Crybaby</title><content type='html'>Guys, guys....this is crazy, guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pressofatlanticcity.com/news/press/atlantic/article_47eb7870-4cac-11df-b2b8-001cc4c002e0.html"&gt;Guys...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe this stuff? First off, this coach has the balls and the follow-through to get a baby trophy engraved and name it "the crybaby award," then he actually gives it to the kid in front of all of his teammates. &amp;nbsp;I bet the kid whined about it on stage. I think that it's probably a good thing to try to learn a kid to stop being such a crybaby, but that probably isn't the best way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's still &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that the crybaby award caused him to delve into a life of crime. It probably stems from him being a crybaby to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-44214036163405785?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/44214036163405785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/crybaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/44214036163405785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/44214036163405785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/crybaby.html' title='Crybaby'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-5536954324814695572</id><published>2010-04-16T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:00:32.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mythology'/><title type='text'>We've been holding this moment for you.</title><content type='html'>Last night, Michelle, Natalia and I went to see &lt;i&gt;Clash of the Titans&lt;/i&gt;, which wasn't all that great. I definitely like the original more. &amp;nbsp;What does bother me about both movies, though, is that the Kraken &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kraken"&gt;wasn't even in Greek mythology.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Also, there isn't even one appearance by one Titan in either movie. &amp;nbsp;So it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing laundry all day, watching &lt;i&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order. &lt;/i&gt;I think I may have seen every single episode (excluding episodes released within the past 2 or 3 years). &amp;nbsp;Also, I started playing "Ico" again. &amp;nbsp;By "again," I mean that I finally decided to play through for more than an hour. It's kind of a hard game to get into, even if you like the prequel, "Shadow of the Colossus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go outside and do something fun! &amp;nbsp;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5536954324814695572?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5536954324814695572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/weve-been-holding-this-moment-for-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5536954324814695572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5536954324814695572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/weve-been-holding-this-moment-for-you.html' title='We&apos;ve been holding this moment for you.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-5697750321857871813</id><published>2010-04-12T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:59:38.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'>He Should Work on Space Invaders Next!</title><content type='html'>I've changed my layout on here, and I think it looks lovely! &amp;nbsp;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.nataliadaniels.com/"&gt;Natalia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for helping me figure out the html! I spent way too long on fine-tuning the colors on this blog. Let me know what you think about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone blasted away the world record high score for &lt;a href="http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/plugged-in/legendary-asteroids-record-smashed/1396032"&gt;Asteroids&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;recently. &amp;nbsp;What's crazy is that he played for 58 straight hours, and beat the score that was set in 1982. &amp;nbsp;That's &lt;i&gt;before I was born.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Congratulations, man. You have achieved a dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5697750321857871813?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5697750321857871813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-should-work-on-space-invaders-next.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5697750321857871813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5697750321857871813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-should-work-on-space-invaders-next.html' title='He Should Work on Space Invaders Next!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-3292305350377720771</id><published>2010-04-10T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:14:30.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny pictures'/><title type='text'>Customization</title><content type='html'>Okay, very few people who might ever read this, I have a question for you. &amp;nbsp;How do I change my background color on this blog?! &amp;nbsp;I'm not talking about the background for the text, but that greyish color behind all of the other stuff on the page. &amp;nbsp;It's totally not a color I would have chosen, and I would really like to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've gone through the color editor thing AND looked through all of the html for my customization. &amp;nbsp;For some reason, I can't seem to find the stupid line of code that lets me change the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to see &lt;i&gt;Date Night &lt;/i&gt;last night, and it was pretty good! &amp;nbsp;It made me laugh out loud a lot of times, and it was put together well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, funny picture time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S8CVusmyEdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Yp2sqS5yWFY/s1600/1251679755704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S8CVusmyEdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Yp2sqS5yWFY/s320/1251679755704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-3292305350377720771?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3292305350377720771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/customization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3292305350377720771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3292305350377720771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/customization.html' title='Customization'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S8CVusmyEdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Yp2sqS5yWFY/s72-c/1251679755704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-6291175934464680532</id><published>2010-04-06T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:41:46.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Another Semester Older and Deeper in Debt</title><content type='html'>I don't know if anyone knows about this (or anyone reads this blog &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;knows about this), but The Angelika theatre here in Dallas plays the TV show &lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;every week. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, since it's the &lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/video/final-season-of-lost-promises-to-make-fans-more-an,14394/"&gt;last season&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the show, people come earlier and earlier, so you have to get there almost an hour before if you want to get some good seats. &amp;nbsp;Even more unfortunate: they show &lt;i&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;before the feature presentation.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a lame show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, why did they kick &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TheRealBuzz"&gt;Buzz Aldrin&lt;/a&gt; off?! &amp;nbsp;He is definitely the coolest guy. He's the only person that I recognized, plus he's the only one that has BEEN IN SPACE. &amp;nbsp;Come on, people. He moonwalked for REAL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took this impromptu, unexpected &lt;i&gt;Law and Order&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;nap today and woke up COMPLETELY disoriented. I thought I had to jump up and go to school or something, even though I have no classes today. &amp;nbsp;Which, by the way, I signed up for classes for the coming semesters. &amp;nbsp;In the Summer, I'll take 2nd level Spanish, and then in Fall I'm taking Advanced Poetry Writing, Analysis and Interpretation, Linguistics, and 3rd level Spanish. I'm excited that I have my courses lined up! &amp;nbsp;Now I just have to pay for them. &amp;nbsp;Student loans, here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-6291175934464680532?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6291175934464680532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-semester-older-and-deeper-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6291175934464680532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6291175934464680532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-semester-older-and-deeper-in.html' title='Another Semester Older and Deeper in Debt'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-3800863492500128625</id><published>2010-04-04T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:10:48.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodily functions'/><title type='text'>As opposed to growing shorter?</title><content type='html'>My hair is growing longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-3800863492500128625?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/3800863492500128625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-opposed-to-growing-shorter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3800863492500128625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/3800863492500128625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-opposed-to-growing-shorter.html' title='As opposed to growing shorter?'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-9218662031742868519</id><published>2010-04-02T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:45:13.418-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE FUTURE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>I think we should add (and wet) to every holiday name somehow.</title><content type='html'>Well it's been a little while since I made a blog post. &amp;nbsp;I guess I've just not had anything to write about the past couple of days. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, for the past few days, Michelle and I have attempted to go play tennis on one of the courts they have at my apartments, but the courts are always booked. &amp;nbsp;So she has today off; we figure that we'll find SOME time to go play today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's raining. Awesome. &amp;nbsp;"Good (and wet) Friday."&amp;nbsp;Maybe we'll go to a mall and play some mini golf instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have you seen the latest Celebrities Without Eyebrows? A couple of my favorite TV show hosts are on there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new 8 GB flash drive the other day, and it absolutely blows my mind that we can store SO much information in such a small place. Every time I think of it, I'm reminded of my mom talking about this quote from Star Trek in which Spock holds up something of similar size and states "This has all the earth's information in it" or something to that effect. &lt;i&gt;THE FUTURE &lt;/i&gt;is here! &amp;nbsp;Now we just need some jetpacks and transporters! &amp;nbsp;Come on, science!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article/18367_6-insane-fan-theories-that-actually-make-great-movies-better/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is totally cool. My favorite has to be Ferris Bueller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-9218662031742868519?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9218662031742868519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-we-should-add-and-wet-to-every.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9218662031742868519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9218662031742868519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-we-should-add-and-wet-to-every.html' title='I think we should add (and wet) to every holiday name somehow.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-578844584719553672</id><published>2010-03-28T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:21:55.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zelda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Six Foot Hole in One</title><content type='html'>Well &lt;a href="http://www.unnecessaryumlaut.com/?p=2556"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is totally awesome. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why this hasn't been done before! I guess there weren't enough people dying, so the funeral home opened the mini golf course to rake in some extra bucks? Yes, you read that question right. Click the link.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, Michelle, the Lees, Maeve, Jesse and I went out to Nickelrama, which was GREAT! I love arcades, especially one that uses nickels instead of quarters. If anyone ever wanted to get me something &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;over the top for a birthday or Christmas, you could get me a Legend of Zelda pinball machine. I know they don't have them, that's why it would be totally over the top (and I would probably love you forever just for that).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekends are nice, everyone. &amp;nbsp;I'm hungry, time to get some food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-578844584719553672?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/578844584719553672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/six-foot-hole-in-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/578844584719553672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/578844584719553672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/six-foot-hole-in-one.html' title='Six Foot Hole in One'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-6151712918517018793</id><published>2010-03-26T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:51:04.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technical Writing'/><title type='text'>Stalling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well I'm stalling from doing my proposal for Tech Writing. I'm so bad about procrastinating. I think I'm in a very "blah" type of mood, despite having laid out in the sun for an hour earlier (working on my tan, haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you ever feel like you missed out on something great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-6151712918517018793?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/6151712918517018793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/stalling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6151712918517018793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/6151712918517018793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/stalling.html' title='Stalling'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-5161870727089414430</id><published>2010-03-25T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:06:34.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technical Writing'/><title type='text'>Brighter, Happier, Distorted.</title><content type='html'>So I posted in my old &lt;a href="http://johnmorgan.livejournal.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to state that I'm no longer posting in it, and I have moved here. Before I did, though, I read through a couple of years' worth of entries. &amp;nbsp;I realized that I miss the simplicity of those times, but I wonder if one day I will miss the simplicity of &lt;i&gt;these&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;times. &amp;nbsp;As we age, the past becomes brighter and blurs until it reaches a level of false nirvana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if when I'm 80, if I can still read this, what feelings I will have. I wonder if I will make it to 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be working on a paper for school, but I have decided to put it off because I am lazy. Or maybe it's that I am not motivated to write an Executive Summary for a proposal document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in my old livejournal about my feelings toward people with whom I no longer have contact. I guess I miss some of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5161870727089414430?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5161870727089414430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/brighter-happier-distorted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5161870727089414430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5161870727089414430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/brighter-happier-distorted.html' title='Brighter, Happier, Distorted.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4990978262837349999</id><published>2010-03-24T16:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:21:50.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE FUTURE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>You're in hot water now!!</title><content type='html'>So apparently sometimes hot water can freeze faster than cold water. Think it doesn't make sense? &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wiredscience/2010/03/icy-hot/"&gt;Read about it.&lt;/a&gt; Puts a whole new meaning on icy-hot! They say that the reason is because the cold water is distilled and the hot water is from the tap (which has additional chemicals like flouride and who knows what random sewage). Of course, this makes sense because you can heat distilled water up beyond its regular boiling point and it doesn't boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_OXM4mr_i0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1_OXM4mr_i0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I LOVE Mythbusters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, science is weird, guys. All kinds of new and odd things coming up every day. You know, except jetpacks on a consumer level. Come on, science! Get with it, we're already a decade into &lt;i&gt;THE FUTURE&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny picture for you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6qF_Xs8yrI/AAAAAAAAACc/6pyVCn5Z_t8/s1600/1226476162296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6qF_Xs8yrI/AAAAAAAAACc/6pyVCn5Z_t8/s320/1226476162296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, maybe it's a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrong. But I still get a laugh out of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4990978262837349999?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4990978262837349999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-in-hot-water-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4990978262837349999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4990978262837349999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-in-hot-water-now.html' title='You&apos;re in hot water now!!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6qF_Xs8yrI/AAAAAAAAACc/6pyVCn5Z_t8/s72-c/1226476162296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-7609633397908441329</id><published>2010-03-23T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:10:18.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities without eyebrows'/><title type='text'>Celebrities Without Eyebrows!</title><content type='html'>So I have decided to make another blog!  It's called &lt;a href="http://celebswithouteyebrows.blogspot.com/"&gt;Celebrities Without Eyebrows&lt;/a&gt;.  Basically, I Photoshop out the eyebrows from your favorite celebrities and make them look WEIRD!  You should all check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-7609633397908441329?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/7609633397908441329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebrities-without-eyebrows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7609633397908441329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/7609633397908441329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebrities-without-eyebrows.html' title='Celebrities Without Eyebrows!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2783825382606805631</id><published>2010-03-20T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T10:03:45.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea creatures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immortality'/><title type='text'>Death is the Road to Awe</title><content type='html'>"Death is a disease, it's like any other. And there's a cure. A cure - and I will find it." is a quote from Darren Aronofsky's movie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netflix.com/Movie/The_Fountain/70051673"&gt;The Fountain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is probably one of the most beautiful movies I have ever seen.  Also, this little critter achieved that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6TizDoGs8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jA5RspHL-q0/s1600-h/jellyfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6TizDoGs8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jA5RspHL-q0/s320/jellyfish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450730815799866306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about this little guy, it's crazy! You should read the &lt;a href="http://green.yahoo.com/blog/guest_bloggers/26/the-world-s-only-immortal-animal.html"&gt;full article&lt;/a&gt; about him (it's short). It just blows my mind that there are creatures that can do this and that we haven't done something with it. If people were able to recycle their cells like this jellyfish, it would be amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2783825382606805631?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2783825382606805631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-is-road-to-awe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2783825382606805631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2783825382606805631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-is-road-to-awe.html' title='Death is the Road to Awe'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6TizDoGs8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jA5RspHL-q0/s72-c/jellyfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2930261209356307128</id><published>2010-03-19T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:38:35.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny pictures'/><title type='text'>Too bad it wasn't that one from Robin Hood.</title><content type='html'>So I was goofing around this big old "internet" thing, and I saw a site that will tell you what song was #1 on the Billboard charts on your birthdate.  So I looked mine up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eT464L1YRA"&gt;This is it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, people from 1985.  Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I'm going to upload at least one funny picture at intervals when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6Q7aEuUwoI/AAAAAAAAABw/MUTF7shtzDc/s1600-h/1228323380459.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546768155820674" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6Q7aEuUwoI/AAAAAAAAABw/MUTF7shtzDc/s320/1228323380459.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2930261209356307128?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2930261209356307128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-bad-it-wasnt-that-one-from-robin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2930261209356307128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2930261209356307128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/too-bad-it-wasnt-that-one-from-robin.html' title='Too bad it wasn&apos;t that one from Robin Hood.'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S6Q7aEuUwoI/AAAAAAAAABw/MUTF7shtzDc/s72-c/1228323380459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-224004850431609552</id><published>2010-03-18T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:24:49.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Eating Animals</title><content type='html'>I'm watching "Man Vs. Wild" right now on Discovery Channel.  I totally love this show. He's currently eating this lizard and during the process, he tells us that the lizard meat is tough, but it was a tough lizard too, so it makes sense. So of course, I start thinking about how we eat animals I don't know if you guys know about this, but my favorite author, Jonathan Safran Foer, has a &lt;a href="http://www.eatinganimals.com/"&gt;new book &lt;/a&gt;about this.  I haven't read it.  If anyone would like to buy it for me, I'd welcome it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But doesn't it seem odd that we eat the flesh of other living beings?  Makes me think about how we're all just meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-224004850431609552?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/224004850431609552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/eating-animals.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/224004850431609552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/224004850431609552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/eating-animals.html' title='Eating Animals'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-2708154386845289978</id><published>2010-03-10T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:38:31.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Beethoven/West?</title><content type='html'>Kanye West stands alongside true genius, but does he measure up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jumopYHTTw&amp;feature=related"&gt;Judge for yourself.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys know of any good mashups otherwise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-2708154386845289978?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/2708154386845289978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beethovenwest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2708154386845289978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/2708154386845289978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beethovenwest.html' title='Beethoven/West?'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-9035429370568901808</id><published>2010-03-09T17:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:31:25.813-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>You Hillbilly!</title><content type='html'>Well, I spent most of today enjoying springtime weather. Does "Springtime Weather" sound like a song from the 60s?  I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know hardly anyone reads this blog, but I thought I'd give &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/MysticHillbillyMusic"&gt;my mom&lt;/a&gt; a bit of free advertising. Her musical talent is solid and classic.  She's a singer/songwriter whose voice is ethereal and breathy at times, but full at others.  Though she's only accompanied by her guitar, it's not a lonesome sound.  Anyway, you should give her a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the sun shines in my eyes. Bells of train track crossings ring and my patio door is open. Trash bags sit on my porch, waiting for me to transfer them into the dumpster several yards away.  After that, someone will dump them into a truck, then onto a landfill. Then they will decompose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that the fate of us all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat the original &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bioshock&lt;/span&gt; game again. It's awesome still, even after the second one changed the play mechanics. Apparently, Valve is making another &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Porta&lt;/span&gt;l game, and I am &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S5baKFokiKI/AAAAAAAAABo/dLqlEH4Z41E/s1600-h/1268153939051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S5baKFokiKI/AAAAAAAAABo/dLqlEH4Z41E/s320/1268153939051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446780666197084322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-9035429370568901808?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/9035429370568901808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-hillbilly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9035429370568901808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/9035429370568901808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-hillbilly.html' title='You Hillbilly!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S5baKFokiKI/AAAAAAAAABo/dLqlEH4Z41E/s72-c/1268153939051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4734512786602494571</id><published>2010-03-01T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:43:19.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle'/><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>So today is my second anniversary of dating &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=23901065&amp;ref=ts"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;, but I'm at school all day today, and she's working.  We celebrated yesterday at &lt;a href="http://www.fogodechao.com/"&gt;Fogo De Chao&lt;/a&gt;, which was AMAZINGLY DELICIOUS.  If you are a vegetarian, you would not want to go there, because pretty much the only thing they have is delicious meat! It's totally awesome because they just come around and give you meat whenever you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1372/861566786_476899b4a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1372/861566786_476899b4a1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that? It's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting the fifth Harry Potter audiobook today.  I love audiobooks! I like all the funny voices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4734512786602494571?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4734512786602494571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4734512786602494571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4734512786602494571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1372/861566786_476899b4a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-907219515707661143</id><published>2010-02-25T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:50:46.414-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><title type='text'>Cool Shades, Bro!</title><content type='html'>You guys.  &lt;a href="http://www.azumianddavid.com/shop/index.php/things-to-wear/cool-shades-tape-architect-intellectual-60mm-wide-/p_42.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is probably the coolest thing you will ever see.  If you thought&lt;a href="http://www.splendicity.com/files/685/2008/12/disco-sunglasses.jpg"&gt; regular sunglasses&lt;/a&gt; were cool, you were MISTAKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine how cool you would look if you had those sunglasses and &lt;a href="http://www.cell-mateus.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4a4WPi-FQI/AAAAAAAAABg/SYLSu7dIPNk/s1600-h/Coolness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4a4WPi-FQI/AAAAAAAAABg/SYLSu7dIPNk/s320/Coolness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442239891993662722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-907219515707661143?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/907219515707661143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/cool-shades-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/907219515707661143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/907219515707661143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/cool-shades-bro.html' title='Cool Shades, Bro!'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4a4WPi-FQI/AAAAAAAAABg/SYLSu7dIPNk/s72-c/Coolness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-4018568308681944286</id><published>2010-02-22T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:51:41.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buckle'/><title type='text'>Didn't Get Caught With Pants Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/images/_2307_2475076280_9f11564e68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.boingboing.net/images/_2307_2475076280_9f11564e68.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so &lt;a href="http://www.wivb.com/dpp/news/crime/Arrest-made-in-break-dancing-damages"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is probably the silliest reason to go to jail ever.  I wonder if his belt buckle looked anything like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-4018568308681944286?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/4018568308681944286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-get-caught-with-pants-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4018568308681944286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/4018568308681944286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-get-caught-with-pants-down.html' title='Didn&apos;t Get Caught With Pants Down'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-5613568890266785632</id><published>2010-02-22T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:24:42.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stalion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lipizzaner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technical Writing'/><title type='text'>Tech Writing</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm doing some blogging during Tech Writing.  I should probably be working on my paper, which I turned in a half-finished rough draft today. Then again, I worked on it all weekend, so bump that mug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/LipizzanerStallions?v=app_2347471856"&gt;"The World Famous Lipizzaner Stallions"&lt;/a&gt; last night with my sister, her husband and my lady.  They did some trotting and prancing.  Also, they pooped around the place.  I think this is probably the only venue where people ever pay real people money to go see animals take dumps while prancing around.I guess if people paid money to see me poop, I'd be prancing too. Overall, it was a good show, and the popcorn was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to the &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; audio books recently (just started #4 today), and I've been thinking that it would be totally awesome to have an owl that could deliver letters and actually accept commands. And not bite me. And also that I could do magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-5613568890266785632?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/5613568890266785632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/tech-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5613568890266785632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/5613568890266785632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/tech-writing.html' title='Tech Writing'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-1706699732460021955</id><published>2010-02-20T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:25:29.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apolo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brandis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doppelganger'/><title type='text'>Olympian Doppelganger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.mlive.com/olympics_impact/photo/apolo-ohno-13jpg-e54844757af7b154_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 319px;" src="http://media.mlive.com/olympics_impact/photo/apolo-ohno-13jpg-e54844757af7b154_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.younghollywoodhof.com/drina/brandis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 125px;" src="http://www.younghollywoodhof.com/drina/brandis.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the Olympics despite my NBC boycott &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/imwithcoco"&gt;(I'm with Coco)&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm seeing that Apolo Ohno guy skating. Then it hit me that I recognize him not from Olympic related events or commercials or anything, but because he looks just like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0105402/"&gt;Jonathan Brandis&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apolo, Jonathan, you guys need to Facebook doppelganger each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-1706699732460021955?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/1706699732460021955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympian-doppelganger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1706699732460021955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/1706699732460021955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/olympian-doppelganger.html' title='Olympian Doppelganger'/><author><name>John E. Morgan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04089828992537522807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F_zeJrkq1rs/S4Aa9_f6HpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XLzW1sAUSuo/S220/l_ca9dfd9cf70bcac679c32a772621ebd5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4660396196091830545.post-8939139698408441647</id><published>2010-02-20T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:57:44.077-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phantasmata de facto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introspection'/><title type='text'>Entry 1</title><content type='html'>This is my first entry on Blogger.com.  I have decided that I will no longer use Livejournal.com for my blogging, but I will leave those accounts open so that if you want to look at my old ramblings, you can.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/johnmorgan/"&gt;johnmorgan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have a webcomic of sorts that I used to make and will probably start drawing again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://phantasmdefacto.livejournal.com/"&gt;phantasmatadefacto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I don't think anyone will read this, but I will act like you will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were the last man alive on Earth, what would be the point of your existence?  You know, I was going to write this long, introspective thought about the meaning of existence, but I think it would be trite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm writing in this blog here, and I feel good about it.  Except that I have two projects I need to finish for Monday. But isn't that always how I end up writing these journals?  When I should be doing other things? Anyway, there will be more to come from me now!  I feel invigorated to write!  I just hope that someone reads it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4660396196091830545-8939139698408441647?l=jevmorgan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/feeds/8939139698408441647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/entry-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/8939139698408441647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4660396196091830545/posts/default/8939139698408441647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jevmorgan.blogspot.com/2010/02/entry-1.html' title='Entry 1'/><author><name>John E. 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