<?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-11791534</id><updated>2011-08-31T04:34:05.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse into the life of a tall &amp; lanky hippy monkey</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to the page.  A good place to start for first timers is probrably either the top 5 or the games section.  Kick some ass and waste some time at Hippy Monkey.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-6876517617794389006</id><published>2008-11-25T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:37:10.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSxud5H0-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/va8FhTfjh1Q/s1600-h/crunk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSxud5H0-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/va8FhTfjh1Q/s320/crunk.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272710723572922594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Day: King Crimson - Epitaph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: &lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“My goal is simple. It is a complete understanding of the universe, why it is as it is and why it exists at all.” ~Stephen Hawking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to thanksgiving, should be a good time. I'm heading down south (even further) to visit a friend in North Carolina, so I'm looking forward to that. It's always good to get out of this small town and get back to places where, you know, there's actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people.&lt;/span&gt; I don't miss living in a city but sometimes it's nice to visit one so I'm looking forward to it. I'm about done with work, was just finishing up and made this picture. I lol'd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-6876517617794389006?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/6876517617794389006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=6876517617794389006' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/6876517617794389006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/6876517617794389006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-day-king-crimson-epitaph-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSxud5H0-OI/AAAAAAAAAGI/va8FhTfjh1Q/s72-c/crunk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-5397734755492217589</id><published>2008-11-22T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:47:55.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post in a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSiYyij-tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aysLUPiAOc4/s1600-h/mud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSiYyij-tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aysLUPiAOc4/s320/mud.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271631357875762850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley - Easy Skanking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The White Zombie song "More Human Than Human" is a reference to the movie Blade Runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm doin' good. I got a place, a job, a car, and my dick. Life's not bad at all. AND I got my guitar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody, or nobody, whatever. Bored today and thought I'd dust off the 'ol blog and write a little post. Been busy lately, that's me working last weekend doing a cleanup, and I did the same thing today. Furthermore I was outta town Monday through Wednesday at a conference and have been in the office for two busy days. I'm still working, finding a new job, and generally hanging out in the mountains. Dunno what to do yet, but I'll figure it out in time I'm sure. I watched this movie called "City of God" today and I gotta say it was pretty cool. Staying down here for Spanksgiving this Thursday, I'll probably just hitch on with someone that knows how to cook. Or eat a frozen pizza. What the fuck ever. Either way I'll be eating, and that's good enough for me! Still figuring out what to do tonight, probably holla at some peeps and generally chill. Gotta run up to the store though, later world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-5397734755492217589?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/5397734755492217589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=5397734755492217589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/5397734755492217589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/5397734755492217589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-post-in-while.html' title='First post in a while'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SSiYyij-tqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/aysLUPiAOc4/s72-c/mud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-897544268299918144</id><published>2008-08-11T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:21:15.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning blogosphere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SKBY0kYw_qI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/64dm-0LTpFI/s1600-h/P1011045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SKBY0kYw_qI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/64dm-0LTpFI/s320/P1011045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233280427148508834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Howdy y'awl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the blogosphere for no particular reason. I've been working, and as day goes into night goes into day and I drive back and forth to work, time becomes obsolete as I continue to get older. The pig roast this weekend was SWEET with like 10 bands and a whole mess of food. I came back with sore dancing feet &amp;amp; a full belly. Random picture is intact, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-897544268299918144?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/897544268299918144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=897544268299918144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/897544268299918144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/897544268299918144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-morning-blogosphere.html' title='Good morning blogosphere!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/SKBY0kYw_qI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/64dm-0LTpFI/s72-c/P1011045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-610639604514701400</id><published>2007-11-13T11:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:19.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RzoAemN7emI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q1-MDZz6z-I/s1600-h/AdsByGoogleSpotOn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RzoAemN7emI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q1-MDZz6z-I/s320/AdsByGoogleSpotOn.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132415250997148258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-610639604514701400?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/610639604514701400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=610639604514701400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/610639604514701400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/610639604514701400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RzoAemN7emI/AAAAAAAAABw/Q1-MDZz6z-I/s72-c/AdsByGoogleSpotOn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-7643813548076361067</id><published>2007-04-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T07:43:45.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Kurt Vonnegut &amp; Kilgore Trout</title><content type='html'>My favorite novelist, the novelist that got me reading, has passed away at the age of 84. His novels always paint a humerous and realistic look at life, love, and social norms. The first Kurt Vonnegut book I read was Welcome to the Monkey House, which is a collection of his short stories. Harrison Bergeron and Welcome to the Monkey House painted such a vivid, freightening picture of the future, and I was hooked ever since. He was a writer, a thinker, and a poet. Even in the introduction of Welcome to the Monkey House he said he smokes because it is the only legal way to slowly commit suicide. I love that line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Player Piano, God Bless You Mr. Rosewayer, Slaughterhouse-Five, Cat's Cradle, Welcome to the Monkey House, Timequake and Breakfast of Champions area all great books that knocked me on my ass. Breakfast, Monkey House, and Slaughterhouse-Five in particular blew me away.  His last novel, Timequake, was a great book about poor old Kilgore Trout getting sent back ten years from 2001 to 1991. He is forced to live out his life exactly as he did before, but is conscious of having traveled backwards in time. He has to deal with watching himself make all the same bad choices he made over his life, relive all the sadness, and enjoy all the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;Be careful what you pretend to be because you are what you pretend to be.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;I really wonder what gives us the right to wreck this poor planet of ours.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;"I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;If people think nature is their friend, then they sure don't need an enemy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;"The universe is a big place, perhaps the biggest.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;"True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;It is a very mixed blessing to be brought back from the dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurt Vonnegut heavily impacted my life &amp;amp; he will be loved and missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-7643813548076361067?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7643813548076361067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=7643813548076361067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/7643813548076361067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/7643813548076361067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/rip-kurt-vonnegut-kilgore-trout.html' title='R.I.P. Kurt Vonnegut &amp; Kilgore Trout'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-1170704301739080581</id><published>2007-04-09T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:19.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long lost cousin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhpXpmHWfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/2dd7zJPhLBI/s1600-h/apeman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhpXpmHWfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/2dd7zJPhLBI/s320/apeman.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051446304167067250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I did one of those things where they tell you what you will look like in five years, and damn! Just kidding, this is from some site that shows you your face &amp; your 50% apeman face. Creeeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice weekend, even if real busy &amp;amp; 40 degrees in my house. Stayed up 'till about 5:30 on friday night, and had to get up at the tender time of 7:30 for our training. Shit happens, yo. Training went well, if not really snowy. I slept all day afterwards &amp; spent most of my Easter cleaning &amp;amp; catching up on sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-1170704301739080581?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1170704301739080581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=1170704301739080581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/1170704301739080581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/1170704301739080581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-lost-cousin.html' title='Long lost cousin!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhpXpmHWfnI/AAAAAAAAABI/2dd7zJPhLBI/s72-c/apeman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-4851495213972529740</id><published>2007-04-03T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:31:26.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>LONDON - Rolling Stone's guitarist &lt;b&gt;Keith Richards&lt;/b&gt; acknowledged that he mixed his father's ashes with cocaine and that "it went down pretty well."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-4851495213972529740?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4851495213972529740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=4851495213972529740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4851495213972529740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4851495213972529740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-4284306315760567249</id><published>2007-04-03T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:32:12.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="head"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thai Zoo Turns to Artificial Insemination as Panda Porn Fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These headlines just keep getting better and better today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-4284306315760567249?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4284306315760567249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=4284306315760567249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4284306315760567249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4284306315760567249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/thai-zoo-turns-to-artificial.html' title='No lovin&apos;'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-8873847525765930412</id><published>2007-04-03T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:20.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhKPaZseq_I/AAAAAAAAABA/slgu5Jvbs-0/s1600-h/JawDrop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhKPaZseq_I/AAAAAAAAABA/slgu5Jvbs-0/s320/JawDrop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049255815972563954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A spider monkey that escaped from a Mexico City zoo boarded a bus and attacked a passenger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the kind of shit thats so cool, you can't make it up. Sunny daze are here again, it's been great here. Busy busy busy April's gonna suuuuuuck! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been so busy, it made my jaw drop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(See above) But I can't complain too bad, at least its warming up a bit. Got a training session this weekend, a cleanup next weekend, an Earth Day festival the next weekend (which is cool, sweet hippy bands rockin) and a monitoring day the last weekend. Not to mention the blah Monday-Friday office work &amp;amp; a billion other activities happening on the weekends. (Gun show at the old grade school, seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, enjoyin' this Sunshine Daydream.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-8873847525765930412?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/8873847525765930412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=8873847525765930412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/8873847525765930412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/8873847525765930412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunny-daze.html' title='Sunny daze'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RhKPaZseq_I/AAAAAAAAABA/slgu5Jvbs-0/s72-c/JawDrop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-2852971998394712809</id><published>2007-03-16T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:20.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drippy little things, moving along, about a foot above the ground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfrozQxg_5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1nazKMOgEjw/s1600-h/Smatt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfrozQxg_5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1nazKMOgEjw/s320/Smatt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042598700168314770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my newest work of art. The original can be found two or three pictures back. I don't know why I love doing this so much, but it really cracks me up. This pic was made using paint, the best program ever. Feelin' lazy today man, I really didn't wanna come into work at all today. I didn't even make it here until almost ten! Whatever though, its Friday and I'm feeling blah... It's been raining for three straight days and everything's blah... Nothing else new happenin, just chillin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above? You mean ON the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is coo here. Stayed out a little too late last night, oh well. It was a fun time, I got no real complaints. I've just been chillin, gonna take it easy tonight as tomorrow is a big day. Got some sweet band playing at Marty's, so that will be really cool hopefully. I'm sure it will be. Went to the local wrestling league last night, and it was amazing. It's like "WWF" but with a bunch of really good actors from West Virginia. It was amazing, that's all I have to say. I just want this day to be oooooover, I'm so sick of being at work, all blah. Speaking of work, I'm going to get back to that. I must be a busy bee you see. I'm feeling very strange today, just saying strange things and making weird pictures is amuzing me completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dripping, behind furniture. Little spring flowers with blue in them might come up first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-2852971998394712809?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/2852971998394712809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=2852971998394712809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/2852971998394712809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/2852971998394712809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/03/drippy-little-things-moving-along-about.html' title='Drippy little things, moving along, about a foot above the ground.'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfrozQxg_5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1nazKMOgEjw/s72-c/Smatt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-4454552884180777797</id><published>2007-03-13T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:20.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superenvironmentalists unite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfbZbgxg_3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/H8zCBrNcE-M/s1600-h/GroupPic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfbZbgxg_3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/H8zCBrNcE-M/s320/GroupPic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041455899565162354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, me and four of my friends went and did some monitoring in a highly polluted area. The bad part is that we all look like freaks now. The good part is that we all gained superpowers. One of us can fly, another has super strength, another has x-ray vision, another has invisibility, and I can... make my left foot stretchy. Yea, I kinda got gyped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-4454552884180777797?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/4454552884180777797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=4454552884180777797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4454552884180777797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/4454552884180777797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/03/superenvironmentalists-unite.html' title='Superenvironmentalists unite!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/RfbZbgxg_3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/H8zCBrNcE-M/s72-c/GroupPic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-1919772637414446712</id><published>2007-02-22T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:20.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me home, country roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rd4QQNbIMII/AAAAAAAAAAY/KQsaN2dZbPo/s1600-h/smatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rd4QQNbIMII/AAAAAAAAAAY/KQsaN2dZbPo/s320/smatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034479304114188418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got to go on a four hour hike today for work, I loooove getting paid for that! It was a good day for it, real nice day for it. It was low 50s, sunny &amp;amp; windy. I almost cut out early to go disc golfing, but have to finish up these study designs. Scar Matt sent me this pic of Smatt, and I needed to post it up. MAN I miss pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-1919772637414446712?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/1919772637414446712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=1919772637414446712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/1919772637414446712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/1919772637414446712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/02/take-me-home-country-roads.html' title='Take me home, country roads'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rd4QQNbIMII/AAAAAAAAAAY/KQsaN2dZbPo/s72-c/smatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-7363306174133407138</id><published>2007-02-21T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:02:20.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderate Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rdy1bNbIMHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6sIofpslr8w/s1600-h/Greg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rdy1bNbIMHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6sIofpslr8w/s320/Greg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034097962557911154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am the greg on the left, the Sci-Fi Greg. Just got a bunch of movies in the mail I ordered online. They include: 2001: Space Odyssey, Clockwork Orange, Taxi Driver, Edward Scissorhands, Big Fish,  Soylent Green, The Nightmare Before Christmas, &amp;amp; Big Lebowski. (My last copy of Lebowski, on VHS, got eaten in my old roomates tape player) I've been a little pre-occupied all day, wondering which movie to watch when I get home, but got a lot of work done at the end of the day. Had a meeting, and it went well. Now I'm just wrapping up some last minute stuff and heading out before too long. Just saw that pic and figured, hey, I kinda had to. A moderate Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace y'awl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-7363306174133407138?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/7363306174133407138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=7363306174133407138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/7363306174133407138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/7363306174133407138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/02/moderate-wednesday.html' title='Moderate Wednesday'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cW3JvjhF9Us/Rdy1bNbIMHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6sIofpslr8w/s72-c/Greg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-117165287747066334</id><published>2007-02-16T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:07:57.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Funkenstein, coming at ya directly from the mother ship...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6519/970/1600/554766/Funkenstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6519/970/320/988372/Funkenstein.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture I made between lunch &amp; getting back to work. Dr. Funkenstein came on the computer, and I felt the need to make a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Virginia is going well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-117165287747066334?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/117165287747066334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=117165287747066334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/117165287747066334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/117165287747066334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2007/02/dr-funkenstein-coming-at-ya-directly.html' title='Dr. Funkenstein, coming at ya directly from the mother ship...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114705874369446529</id><published>2006-05-07T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:05:08.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it...</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it. I graduated from Michigan State University last night. It was exciting in a way, and boring in another. I finished up my exams this week and took it easy, sleeping in a few times and relaxing after a long semester. Yesterday my parents came out to East Lansing &amp; took me out to harper's before graduation at 7:30. Well, they said it starts at 7:30 and we needed to arrive between 6:30 and 7:00, they REALLY met it starts at 8:00. It was long, but nice to know that I actually did it. I spent most of today with Kari then came home for a dinner to celebrate my Dad's birthday, Chris' Birthday, my graduation, and Mother's Day. It was a great steak dinner that must have taken a long time to prepare, it was damn good. Tomorrow at 2:57 pm, my flight leaves for Buenos Aires, Argentina. I can't beleive I'm going to South America for a month, it seems surreal. I never thought in a million years I'd visit South America, but a combination of academic interest and last minute changes led me to this program in Argentina. I'm a little nervous, a little sad, and very VERY excited. I'm finishing washing my clothes so I can pack up and be all ready in the morning to hit the road. I'm not totally sure how the internet cafes work in Argentina, but I'll certainly try to update hippymonkey with Argentina updates, so you keep checking the page! (If not, look for a wrap up around June 5th, when I get back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye America, you will be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien, lo hice. Gradué de universidad de estado de Michigan ayer por la noche. Era emocionante de una manera, y de agujerear en otro. Acabé encima de mis exámenes esta semana y lo tomé fácil, durmiendo en algunas veces y relajando después de un semestre largo. Mis padres salieron ayer a Lansing del este y me llevaron hacia fuera a los harper antes de la graduación en 7:30. , dijeron que comienza en 7:30 y necesitamos llegar entre 6:30 y 7:00, REALMENTE lo resolvieron bien comienzan en 8:00. Era largo, pero agradable saber que lo hice realmente. Pasé la mayoría de hoy con Kari después vine a casa para una cena celebrar el cumpleaños de mi papá, el cumpleaños de Chris, mi graduación, y el día de la madre. Era una gran cena que debe haber tomado un tiempo largo para prepararse, él del filete era bueno maldito. Mañana en 2:57 P.M., mi vuelo se va para Buenos Aires, la Argentina. No puedo beleive yo voy a Suramérica por un mes, él me parezco surreal. Nunca pensé en millón de años que visitaría Suramérica, pero una combinación del interés académico y del minuto pasado cambia me condujo a este programa en la Argentina. Soy un poco nervioso, un poco triste, y muy MUY excitado. Estoy acabando lavando mis ropas así que puedo embalar para arriba y ser todo listo por la mañana golpear el camino. ¡No soy totalmente seguro cómo los cafés del Internet trabajan en la Argentina, pero intentaré ciertamente poner al día hippymonkey con las actualizaciones de la Argentina, así que usted guarda el comprobar de la página! (si no, busque un abrigo para arriba alrededor de junio del 5, cuando consigo detrás) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiós América, le faltarán&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Note, I don't speak Spanish, and had this translated on Altavista. I've been trying to brush up a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114705874369446529?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114705874369446529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114705874369446529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114705874369446529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114705874369446529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-did-it.html' title='I did it...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114606707737776304</id><published>2006-04-26T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:07:30.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of class... EVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/640/DSC06099.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/200/DSC06099.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve, 2006&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Floyd - The Gnome (Watch the video linked to the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's to the nights that turned into mornings...and the friends...that turned into family."&lt;br /&gt;~D. Matt's Profile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel Blanc (the voice of Bugs Bunny) was allergic to carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats goin' on people. Everything's goin great up here at State, I'm half way through the LAST WEEK OF CLASSES!!! (ever) I have THREE finals tomorrow, which totally sucks, but then I only really have a couple more MSU commitments ever. Next Monday I have to get up at 7 and present my poster, then after that I have my last (pain in the ass) exam in Geochemistry. (I HATE THAT CLASS!) Last week was cool, lots of partying before we had to begin studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Celebrations all day! We also got a group of us to celebrate and head out to see Scary Movie 4, which was pretty good. It was a great time over there, although I was a little bit obliterated by the time I left, it was still cool. I didn't make it to class on Friday, however...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - We woke up early(ish) and all chilled a bit before the Red Cedar River Cleanup for Earth Day. It was great, Kari, Andrea, Pell, and Tyler all came out with me, and we got the whole river cleaned up much more quickly this year. There was a lot of volunteers, and it was a beautiful day. Towards the end, it began getting clowdy, which made Kari nervous because she was planning a BBQ for 6:00. We kicked it off at around 5:30, and while the weather was a little iffy, it held out. There was a TON of people there; Kari, Andrea, Smatt, Amber, Brendan, Christine, Drunk Matt, Parker, Ben, Heather, Jeremy, Tyler, Dave, Dwight, Conner, Mike, Buck, Tara, Zack, Justin, Sabrina, and Christen, just to name a few. We kept it kickin' until the wee hours, with plenty of pong to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Went to the PISTONS game at the Palace with Christine, Amber, and Scar Matt. We had a great trip out there and Christine's Mom (MILF! JK;) cooked up a mean dish of pasta with garlic bread for us. We headed to the game and the Pistons kicked some serious ass. Got back around midnight and was outside for a minute when these drunken people come outside also from another apartment by me. They invited me in for a beer, so I headed in and DAMN do those sophmores know how to party. It's like midnight on a Sunday evening and they're all partying like it's a Thursday night! They had a sweet kegerator and some pong going, it was cool. I headed out at about 1 and passed out for class the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Class, presentation, studying, 24 TYME! 24 was great, as always. The president is such a terrorist, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Class, wrote a paper, studying, then watched a movie. It was called Just Friends (I think) that one with Van Wilder in it. I thought it'd totally be lame, but it had some pretty funny parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (Wednesday) - Had class from 10:20-11:10 am, just got out, and now I'm at the Library until about midnight. Oh I can't wait to get these three exams done with tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114606707737776304?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114606707737776304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114606707737776304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114606707737776304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114606707737776304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-week-of-class-ever.html' title='Last week of class... EVER!!!!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114557021184433493</id><published>2006-04-20T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:56:51.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CDXX</title><content type='html'>No post today, that's waaaay too much work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114557021184433493?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114557021184433493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114557021184433493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114557021184433493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114557021184433493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/cdxx.html' title='CDXX'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114538042049494145</id><published>2006-04-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:25:30.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring = Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/640/Pic0348.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/200/Pic0348.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best picture ever&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Flaming Lips - Fight Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the Earth so we have someplace to boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brazil got it's name from the nut, not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Easter, everybody! Hope everyone had a good Easter weekend, it was pretty fun for me.  Went discing twice at Kensington, which is a great course.  I went with Chris on Sunday, he had a good time.  The food at home was great, that's always a good thing about going home.  I FINALLY saw Walk the Line, and it was a great movie and everything, but everyone hyped it too much I guess.  It was a great movie and I love Johnny Cash, but still, I guess had huge expectations.  It was a bad ass flick though, I liked it.  Yesterday sucked, I had a class, 2 labs, a group meeting, and a 5 page paper to write.  I got it all done, and the semester is quickly wrapping up.  Two weeks of class, then finals, then South America for a month to study Globalization &amp; the Environment.  Chris brought the long board, so that is my new form of transportation.  It's so nice for getting around town, but I'm trying to get some decent stickers for it.  I might skip Ecology today to go discin' but me and Tyler havn't decided if it's worth it yet.  It's so nice out, the perfect day for disc, and theres a stupid guest lecturer in class today so it's even more tempting.  We'll just go wherever the wind takes us I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114538042049494145?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114538042049494145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114538042049494145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114538042049494145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114538042049494145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-sprung.html' title='Spring = Sprung'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114503018676306060</id><published>2006-04-14T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T10:17:18.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good friday indeed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/640/Pic0240.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/200/Pic0240.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmy Christine and Jim in the freshman year crib. Note the cowboy hat, which survived two years in the dorms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispatch - Open Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hippie, ferel, protestors&lt;br /&gt;Call them what you may&lt;br /&gt;But if they weren't here right now&lt;br /&gt;There wouldn't be a tree standing today"&lt;br /&gt;~John Butler Trio - Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fingerprints of koala bears are virtually indistinguishable from those of humans so much so that they could be confused at a crime scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE WEATHER FINALLY!!! A Good Friday indeed.  Yesterday we got out for a round of disc golf at Grand Woods, and I got to try out my new driver. It's good for distance, but I gotta get something mid-range for side arm tosses.  It rained a bit, but only for a minute. Just took it easy last night, played some games and chilled. My 10:20 class wasn't bad, we got out a little early.  My professor kept busting out laughing and dropping the marker and stuff, he's a goofy guy. Gonna chill with Kari for a bit then my Dad's coming to pick me up at 4 to head back to Brighton for the weekend. It'll be nice, I don't usually go home for Easter and I figured it'd be cool.  My brother Chris is coming home for a bit, so thats a plus.  I put some new games and shit up, check 'em out if you want.  But yea, breakfast didn't happen so I'm gonna go take care of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114503018676306060?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114503018676306060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114503018676306060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114503018676306060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114503018676306060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday-indeed.html' title='A good friday indeed...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-114486651549871802</id><published>2006-04-12T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:05:12.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIPPY MONKEY LIVES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/640/DSC06331.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/149/4435/200/DSC06331.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee! Tennessee! There ain't no place I'd rather be!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We were merely Freshmen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly of Dust - Burned Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet sweat because there are about 250,000 pores on their soles that squirt a quarter cup of liquid each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's right folks, trying to get hippy monkey goin' again after another extended hiatus.  Less than a month to graduation, it's been crazy fun and busy all at the same time.  Chris came out to State on Saturday and partied it up EL style. It was really cool that he came out, it had been a while since we chilled.  Friday there was a big party at D Matts, which is always fun.  Just been takin it easy this week, 24 was fucking intense (as always) and Family Guy was great. Last night I went to Jims, he had a bonfire (yes, and illegal one in the city, go suck it court 54-B) It was great, I saw Jim, (it had been too long) Christine, Smatt, Amber, Meghan, Shawn, Mike Chimpco, and Brad. I've got a 15 pager due next week I'm about to get working on, so that sucks.  Also, my lab partner didnt show today, so I got out early which is good cuz now I have some free time, but bad because I'm not doing anything with it. (except blogging)  This Thursday Covert Operations is coming around to Lansing, I'm gonna try and hit that up. Also, Friday is the John Butler Trio in Ann Arbor, who I had never heard, but damn can they jam.  It's at the pig, I'm probrably gonna try and go but it's all up in the air at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Peppers, and Pickles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-114486651549871802?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/114486651549871802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=114486651549871802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114486651549871802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/114486651549871802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2006/04/hippy-monkey-lives.html' title='HIPPY MONKEY LIVES!!!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-113054802627479744</id><published>2005-10-28T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T18:07:06.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night!</title><content type='html'>It's Friday night of Haloween weekend, the best time of the year! I'm going out dressed up as Shaggy, from Scooby Doo.  Should be a fun night, but I can't be out too late cuz I've gotta get up to tailgate for the football game tomorrow, which we had BETTER win, or I'm'a be pissed.  Yup, gotta go, ZOINKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-113054802627479744?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113054802627479744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=113054802627479744' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/113054802627479744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/113054802627479744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-night.html' title='Friday night!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-113042197718149385</id><published>2005-10-27T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:32:27.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00222.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00222.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to class one day and BAM! There was the Easter Bear, on the bridge behind wells.  At the same time, I saw my buddy crossing the bridge, so we got a picture taken with da bear.  Oh, the random things you see in college...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing&lt;br /&gt;The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in&lt;br /&gt;My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it&lt;br /&gt;One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created&lt;br /&gt;~NAS - Life's a Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O'Jay's - Love Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Week&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skynyrd was the name of the gym teacher of the boys who went on to form that band. He once told them, "You boys ain't never gonna amount to nothin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout the lack of updates, I've been crazy busy. Everything's coming down to the wire, and I'm figuring everything out, in addition to taking 18 credits.  This is definetly the most busy semester of my life, it sucks.  Well, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 10/13 - Take home exam due in my Ethics class. I ended up getting the 4th best grade in the class.  Also, I had two papers due this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 10/14 - Studied until late, then took a brew break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 10/15 - Watched the MSU @ Ohio State game, a little dissapointing.  As soon as that was done, I studied the rest of the day.  Took a break at night, but really didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 10/16 - Studying my ass off. I hate Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 10/17 - CHEMISTRY EXAM!!! SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 10.18 - UP 353 Exam.  It went alright, considering I've never taken an urban planning class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 10/19 - Turned in a huge paper, and Tony Hawk American Wasteland came out, so that took the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 10/20 - Tony Hawk mixed with studying for my Community Economics exam.  Surprizingly, I had a healthy balance between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Had my Community Economics exam, which kinda sucked.  The class, as a whole, did rather poorly, and we get one re-write due on Haloween (Next monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Went to the NW @ MSU game, nuff said about that.  After that, Kari and I headed out to Davidson to hit her sister's Halloween party, dressed up as Shaggy and Velma.  We had a great time out there.  On the way to her house, we called Geoff on the radio and he put me on, requesting Sugar Magnolio, goin' out to "Greg and his car full of Cruisers."  Man, I love the station that rocks the docks and shakes the lakes.  Watched a movie and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Watched family movies to embarass Kari, including one they made at Disney world in which they are the captains of the Enterprise, as in the ship from Star Trek.  Some pom pom videos, home movies, etc...  Kari was so embarassed, it was sort of funny, but I enjoyed the movies.  Ate some Tim Hortons and headed back to EL where the Lions won their game with Garcia in, that was pretty sweet.  I spent a majority of the day, however, doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 3 classes, blah.  Went to see the movie "Waiting" with Kari, Smatt and Amber.  It was a funny movie with Van Wilder, Dayne Cook, and some other funny ass mofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 2 classes, not too bad, but had another huge paper due.  Also, went to a meeting about applying to Grad schools at night, which went well.  I saw my buddy, Mike, there, who I never really see any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 4 classes and some homework after them.  It was a pretty long day, and I was tired from the night before, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that about sums it up.  Sorry about these dry blogs, but seriously, I've been so busy I barely have time to shit.  Oops, did I just type that? Well, I stick to my story.  This weekend will be nice, to just kick back and enjoy myself for a change.  After that, though, it's back to the books for my Econ 201 midterm next Friday.  Well, it's 9:00 am and I should really get back to reading for my Ethics class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-113042197718149385?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113042197718149385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=113042197718149385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/113042197718149385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/113042197718149385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112965077045032941</id><published>2005-10-18T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:00:09.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell has reached Earth</title><content type='html'>Crazy busy week. 4 exams, and 4 papers, will update once my life resumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No TV and no beer make Greg something something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112965077045032941?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112965077045032941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112965077045032941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112965077045032941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112965077045032941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/hell-has-reached-earth.html' title='Hell has reached Earth'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112896085767426660</id><published>2005-10-10T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:14:17.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoyed a cool one</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing screams "Freshman year" quite like an Icehouse truck.  However, I can't think of too many times I enjoyed it responsibly, unless you define "responsibly" as "excessively"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outkast - We Luv Deez Hoes&lt;br /&gt;(Old skool song, you all remember :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm telling you now, the greatest thing you ever can do now is share a smile with someone who's blue now, it's very easy..."&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin - Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, 100 people choke to death on ball-point pens every year. (So stop chewing that pen cap!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was pretty nice.  Friday night, I took it easy.  I just watched a movie (The Longest Yard) and crashed out around 1ish, maybe a little later.  Saturday, I woke up early and headed to Adrian to visit some of Kari's family.  It was cool, we got Quiznos on our way out to the highway, which Aaron hooked up phat, and then rolled to Adrian.  We went to her Grandfathers house first, and he had cooked up some very tasty spaghetti and meatballs.  We visited with him for a while, took a walk around the pond, and headed out to her other Grandparent's place.  Her other grandparents were watching U of M lose when we arrived, and we chilled for a bit before heading out to her Uncle's place to see their first house.  It was nice, visited for a bit, then headed back to her grandparent's place for some sloppy joes, which I havn't had in who knows how long.  Ate a few of those, which were really good, then got back on the road to head home.On the way home, I saw a sign for "U-pick pumpkins" and we decided to get off the highway.  It was like 10 miles off the road though, but it was really fun walking through, looking at all the pumpkins, deciding which ones we should pick.  We picked a couple nice pumkins and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and chilled for a bit, waiting for Amber's party.  Headed to Amber's at around 10 or so, and there really wasn't that many people there.  The keg was still pretty full, and we just chilled, literally, because it was so damn cold outside!  Didn't get any pong done, the table was packed, but we did get our money's worth for the cups!  Went to bell's pizza after, and IT WAS THE GROSSEST BELLS I HAVE EVER HAD!!!  I got 3 pieces, a mistake, and they were so greasy and nasty, eeh, just thinking about it makes me feel sick.  I ate the small two first, and choked down the third, just trying not to puke on my plate.  Went home shortly afterwards and passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, we woke up and headed out to Uncle John's apple orchard.  It was really cool, we bought some apples and cider, it was just so nice to get outta the city once again.  They had a wine tasting room, which I had never done.  They had hard cider and all sorts of wine.  I picked up one of their apple wines and after chillin for a while, we headed home.  I watched the rest of the Lion's game, and at around 5:30 my parents came up and took Aaron and I out to eat at Champ's, the best damn restaurant in the greater EL area.  (That I've found, at least)  Got home from there and headed up to B-dubs with Brendan to watch a wrestling pay per view.  Now, I'm not a huge wrestling fan, I never watch it on TV or follow who's who.  However, I used to watch, especially as a small kid, and remember my favorite being the Undertaker.  He was wrestling last night, so we went and watched, but I was pissed he lost!!!  Also, these two dudes got in a fight during one of the matches, and he hit the other dude and laid him out on the ground.  See what happens, B-dubs, when you show viloent sports?  Anyways, took off around 10:30 and watched a movie with Kari while we sipped on our wine from the orchard.  The movie, a chick flick called "The Wedding Date" was so amazingly absurd, I really don't know what to say, other than I'm glad I had a buzz goin.  So cheesy, with quotes like "I'd rather fight with you than make love with anybody else."  It was about a gigilo who goes to a wedding with some chick whose sister is getting married to her ex who is sleeping with his best friend, or something like that.  Basically, it was Deuce Bigalo without Rob Shnyder, and funny jokes, and it had a much less beleivable plot.  That said, it was just really nice to spend a calm, evening with Kari after a long, cold weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I went to my econ class, and I'm home for a little break.  I'm about to head out to Chem, then my other Econ class, then the library to study up for my Chem exam next Monday, which is a long ways away, but I need to start today if I'm gonna do well in that stupid fucking class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year people get sick, so put on a coat, dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112896085767426660?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112896085767426660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112896085767426660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112896085767426660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112896085767426660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/enjoyed-cool-one.html' title='Enjoyed a cool one'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112869980494014945</id><published>2005-10-07T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:53:32.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 week wrap up</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00192.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00192.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and.. apparently Walter from The Big Lebowski?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I pooped a hammer."&lt;br /&gt;~Brick Tamland - Anchorman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young - Helplessly Hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one person in two billion will live to be 116 or older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's been a LONG time since I've had an update, sorry.  I'll get some new links up later today.  Alright, here it goes, from Sept. 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Went to the movies - The Brother's Grimm is the worst movie EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Chilled, did nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Went to Sig Epps to see Green Screen, Dave and Dwight's band.  They kicked some serious ass, covered a 311 and a Strokes song, good originals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  Pong at Kari's place followed by the Kegger at Smatt's, Joe's, and Scar Matt's.  I was trying to get to bed in decent time, because I was getting up for tailgate at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: ACUTALLY GOT UP FOR TAILGATE AT 7am!  Got real drunk before the game, and was real pumped up for the game, until it ended... Got home around 4 and kept on drinking in order to avoid falling asleep.  Headed to the bar with Brendan, and he was practically passing out in his beer because of his (polish the) Knob Creek Whisky he was drinking all day. (In honor of finishing his LSATs)  Kari and Amber came over for a bit, and Ben and Drunk Matt stopped by.  Played Mario Party and finally decided my bender was complete, since it was 2 am and I started at 7 am.  It was a rough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Wasn't feeling real great.  Watched the Lions get robbed out of a win, then did some homework.  I barely moved from the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Watched a little bit of the Green Bay game, then we took Amber out at midnight for her 21st birthday to the Riv for "just one drink".  One drink turned into three or four, aaaaaand then the bar closed.  Real tired the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Bit of homework, then we went to Crunchy's for a bucket to re-celebrate Amber's birthday.  Got two buckets of Labatt's, and we all had a good time.  It was me, Kari, Amber, Smatt, Brendan, Alise, Heather Lyon (my buddy) Heather 2 (Kari's friend :) Chris, Dave, and I think that was it.  It was a good time, but once again, went out for a little longer than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Worked for 10 and a half hours STRAIGHT!!! on this fucking project for my Urban Planning class.  Granted it was pretty much my fault, for procrastinating for so long, it was still a huge pain in the ass. Had to go on the Census.gov website and look up all these stupid facts for Brighton AND the state of Michigan.  Did you know there are 4,234,279 housing units in Michigan, and 10.6% of them are vacant? Me neither, before Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Went over to Kari’s buddy Heather’s apartment and played Waterfall, a really cool drinking with cards.  It was me, Kari, Heather 2, Jeff and Casandra (can't beleive I remembered that) Chris, Katie, and Dave.  Okay, here are the rules to Waterfall we used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuffle the cards and mix ‘em up in a big pile in the middle.  One person draws a card, you do that rule (explained below) then the next person draws a card, and you do that rule. Queen Master and Thumb Master continue through the turns until someone else draws a 5 or a queen.  The rules are as follows...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;RULES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4: (red) The card holder gets to distribute that number of drinks&lt;br /&gt;2-4: (black) Card holder drinks that many&lt;br /&gt;5: Thumb Master - Can put your thumb on the table, last one to do it drinks&lt;br /&gt;6: Six is dicks, dudes drink&lt;br /&gt;7: Seven is heaven, chicks drink&lt;br /&gt;8: I’ve never - Say something you’ve never done, everyone who did it drinks&lt;br /&gt;9: Social - WHOO HOO! EVERY DRINKS AND EVERYONE WINS!!!&lt;br /&gt;10: Rule - Make up a rule (except you can’t say “you” or “I”, that rule doesn’t work :)&lt;br /&gt;Jack: Rhyme - Say a word (except orange) and go to the left, rhyming it, cant think of a word that rhymes, you drink &lt;br /&gt;Queen: Question Master - If they ask you a question, you have to respond with a question&lt;br /&gt;King: Category - Say a category, go around until someone cant name one, they drink&lt;br /&gt;Ace: Waterfall - Name of the game! Pick which way you go, the last person gets screwed.  You all start drinking at the same time and can’t stop chugging until the person in front of you does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time, and wasn’t out too late, which was nice.  Got some Menna’s, ate it, and crashed out.  Woke up pretty early this morning and just kinda chilled before class.  When I was walking to class, I was talking to Mother Nature, and she told me it's time to stop wearing sandles and start wearing shoes.  She was a total bitch about it too!!!  Got to class, and opened up my backpack to get a pen, and I found about 15 ketchup packets in the bag.  For a moment, I didn't understand, but then I remembered why they were there.  At Menna's Joing last night, I stole a bunch of ketchup packets so I don't actually have to buy a bottle of ketchup.  Seemed like a good idea at the time, but hey, if I ever DO need ketchup, now I'm set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay classy, San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112869980494014945?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112869980494014945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112869980494014945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112869980494014945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112869980494014945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/2-week-wrap-up.html' title='2 week wrap up'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112870125482540483</id><published>2005-10-07T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T09:08:28.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Updated the 5 newest time wasters with 4 games! So try 'em out, see what u think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112870125482540483?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112870125482540483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112870125482540483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112870125482540483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112870125482540483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112774236614514482</id><published>2005-09-26T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:48:52.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/DSC04854.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/DSC04854.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet looking bus, turns out it's a freaky, hippy cult bus though. (I read an article in Relix about it)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My fellow Americans, I have not been entirely truthful with you. I did giggittygiggiydoo that girl. I gashmogied her gaflabity with my googus. And I am sorry."&lt;br /&gt;~Quagmire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake - Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great weekend, which I guess would explain why it went by so quickly. Thursday I hit Burgerama at the Riv, which for all you non-East Lansing-ers is $1 burgers and $3 pitchers.  It was cool, saw a few people there, and headed out to the Long Beach Shortbus show (Feat. members of Sublime)  Unfortunately, I was dead tired and had to leave before Long Beach started, but I saw this SWEET jam band called El Presidente, they really impressed me.  Friday was cool, we got some pong rolling at Kari's place, pretty standard, but always fun.  Classes sucked on Friday, but I got em done and was ready to start the chill weekend.  Had a good time Friday, then got up early Saturday and arranged my dress clothes so we could take off for the Wedding in Lapeer.  We got up at 9, just as expected, but instead of leaving at eleven, ended up leaving a little closer to 12:30 or so cuz we got caught up.  However, eventually hit the road and headed to Lapeer, where I watched the end of the AMAZING State game while the girls got ready.  Headed to the wedding, and had a good time there.  Open bar, but I took it pretty easy.  All the people there were very friendly and chill, so it was a good time.  Got to talk to Kari's parents a lot more, and they were having a great time dancing like crazy.  Got home around midnight and crashed out in Lapeer, after hearing Geoff on the radio. (Kari thought that was pretty damn cool)  Got up in decent time on Sunday, and chilled around her parent's house for a while before eating an early dinner and heading back to East Lansing, after meeting up with Amber, some time around 5ish.  Took a naparoo and woke up at about 8:45, barely before Family Guy.  Now I'm up early, before class, but left my books in Kari's room, oops.  I gotta go to my three classes today, then hit the library to study up for my Econ test, which is on Friday.   I've got about 30 mins before econ, so I should get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More trees, less Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112774236614514482?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112774236614514482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112774236614514482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112774236614514482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112774236614514482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-weekend.html' title='Good Weekend'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112733095407823872</id><published>2005-09-21T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:03:54.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Daydream</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/DSC04806.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/DSC04806.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Shirt: Evan. Orange hat, yellow shirt: Smatt. Blue hat, in front of Smatt: Nic. No shirt, blue hat: Waba. Oh Bonnaroo, I miss you so...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hang with a bunch of hippies&lt;br /&gt;and wacky tobacco planters&lt;br /&gt;who swallow lit roaches&lt;br /&gt;and light up like jack-o-lanterns&lt;br /&gt;~Eminem - As The World Turns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Zappa &amp; The Mothers - Dirty Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rat can last longer without water than a camel can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright I guess.  It's another beautiful day outside, 84 out right now.  Went to my morning class, which was pretty chill.  It's microeconomics, and we have an exam a week from this Friday, so I started studying a bit today. (although really not that much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of my econ class delighted because I didn't have Chem recetation today due to our exam on Monday, therefore no class to review.  I went home and made some Chef Boyardee Ravioli (eww, gross) for brunch and picked on a string while doing some reading for my EEP class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed out to my last two classes at noonish, and Chemistry was booooring. (as always) Studying how molecules become ions in solutions, namely water.  I understand it fine, but I'm sure as we near the next exam, it will become much more difficult.  Got outta that class and picked up lunch on the go (a big grab of Flaming Hot Chips) and headed out to my EEP - Community economics class.  It was pretty chill though since the old man taught the class and not the fat guy who really has no idea how to teach.  After class, I came home which brings me to right now, juuuust chillin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to happy music on sunny days and happier music on rainy days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112733095407823872?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112733095407823872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112733095407823872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112733095407823872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112733095407823872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunshine-daydream.html' title='Sunshine Daydream'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112725196517735498</id><published>2005-09-20T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:36:10.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sunny Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00152.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00152.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Smatt, Me, Smashley, Timmy, Andra, and Johnston on another freshman year 40's night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If Michael Jackson were here, he'd totally be a Werewolf right now."&lt;br /&gt;~Me, commenting on the moon last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Dead - Black Muddy River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only 15 letter word that can be spelled without repeating a letter is uncopyrightable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with class on this lovely day, but homework is still calling my name.  It's 78 outside, sunny and beautiful, and I spent a majority of the day studying ethics, economics, philosophy, and urban planning.  HOWEVER, I still had a lovely day.  I got up early, did my homework for today, packed up my bags and headed out to get some lunch with Kari.  We went to the Dog Pit (AKA The Dog Shit) cuz I had a craving for gross, nasty chili dogs with chili fries, right before two two-hour classes. (Sorry, to the girl sitting next to me, if you can read this)  After my Ethics class, I had a breif break, so I headed home and jammed on the guitar for a bit.  Halfway through my amazing jam solo, I realized I had only 20 minutes to walk to the Urban Planning building, which may sound like plenty of time, but it's by the tennis courts, which are a good half hour away. (This campus is huuuuuge)  So went to that class and DAMMIT, I KNEW I SHOULD'VE SKIPPED IT!  It was more useless bullshit about urban planning, and we watched a movie that I could have made myself.  No new material, just vomiting the same crap out a different color.  Last night was cool, Me, Kari, Christine, Aaron, Smatt, Amber, and Eileen just chilled for a bit, watched some football and Family Guy while drinking a couple beers. (Not too much, I had class today) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, got outta that class and headed home, then I started typing this blog entry, which brings me to right now.  Currently, I am a little hungry, a little sleepy, maybe a little thirsty, but all around, not too bad.  I really should do my homework at this exact moment, but I'd rather procrastinate by writing meaningless jargon in this here blog.  Speaking of blog, I might need to go drop a blog pretty soon. (BOO-URNS, B-material)  Alright, I'm out, y'awl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for everything you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112725196517735498?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112725196517735498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112725196517735498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112725196517735498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112725196517735498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-sunny-day.html' title='Another Sunny Day'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112717525625810489</id><published>2005-09-19T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:15:22.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greg:1 Chemistry:0</title><content type='html'>I would like to formally announce that I kicked the shit out of my exam.  It was SO much easier than the practice exams, which I scored between 50-60% on.  I knew (for certain) 18/20 of the questions, and the other two, I don't care about because an 80% is a 4.0, sooooo I'll let you do the math.  (Ahem, 90%)  Sooooo yea, rock N' roll, it killed my weekend and stressed me out, but I'm finally FREE! (until class tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and lovin, no pushes or shovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112717525625810489?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112717525625810489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112717525625810489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112717525625810489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112717525625810489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/greg1-chemistry0.html' title='Greg:1 Chemistry:0'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112713870981290957</id><published>2005-09-19T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T07:05:09.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chem exam</title><content type='html'>Chem exam tonight, 7:15-8:15, wish me luck cuz I'm gonna need it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112713870981290957?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112713870981290957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112713870981290957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112713870981290957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112713870981290957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/chem-exam.html' title='Chem exam'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112692075493282382</id><published>2005-09-16T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T18:32:34.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the weekend begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00141.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00144.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how such an amazing picture went undetected for so many years&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are songs to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;there are songs to make you sad&lt;br /&gt;but whenever there's a song to sing it never seems as bad"&lt;br /&gt;~Stevie Wonder - Ngiculela (Es Una Historia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren Haynes - Lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boots gave me a blister today, and the only band aid I had was given to me by Shannon, and it just so happens to be a Hello Kitty band aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY FRIDAY! Alright, so here's how my week's been.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Football&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Football &amp; Homework&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Sick, class all day&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Sick, class all day&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Feeling a little better, but still stick, class all day&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: NOT SICK! Feeling much better, class all day followed by an evening of pong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to today, Friday.  3 classes on a rainy friday sucks, but i can deal because it's finally the weekend, and I'm done with homework till Tuesday.  That said, I still have to study my ass off for my Chem exam on Monday, which I'm really not looking foreward to.  Tonight is Tall Paul's 22nd B-day party, and I'm ready to party it up for sure.  Anyways, gotta get goin, cuz that keg ain't gonna drink itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to bring a towell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112692075493282382?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112692075493282382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112692075493282382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112692075493282382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112692075493282382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/let-weekend-begin.html' title='Let the weekend begin!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112673491894191973</id><published>2005-09-14T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T14:55:18.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday already</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cute,&lt;br /&gt;But psycho..."&lt;br /&gt;~On the shirt of a girl in my class, and I can think of a few girl I'd put that shirt on... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medeski, Martin and Wood - Pappy Check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intestines are over 2 miles long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was alright I suppose.  I've been feeling like shit lately, runny nose and everything.  Ran to my early class (10:20) and it was alright I suppose.  It was raining on me this morning and I felt like shit, but it worked out.  We went over basic supply and demand curves in my Econ 201 class, simple enough.  Got outta that class and made the tough decision to go to chemistry recetation.  For those of you non-college folk, recetation is an optional class which reviews exactly what you went over in class over the past week, but in a smaller group so you can ask questions.  I bought an orange (for the vitamin C in it)  before I headed to the chem building where I saw Jim, with his cast on his ankle (which he broke wrestling when he was drunk) and talked to him a bit before I finally headed into recetation.  Recetation was alright I guess, he answered some questions and cleared some shit up I suppose.  i went cuz I have an exam on Monday, and I'm a little freaked out about it.  After recetation was Chemistry class, which sucked.  I COULDNT STOP SNEEZING!!!  So I struggled through that one before finally getting released to my EEP 201 (community economics) class, which was cool.  The (cool) prof. is back, and I had a nice chat with him before class about how this econ class compares to my other one.  The main difference is that EC 201 has 600 students, while EEP 201 has about 25-30.  Got outta EEP finally and headed to the Peanut Barrell (Ironic, how Im allergic to peanuts and all) and got a few drinks with Maria and Brendan and Chris for Maria's 21st birthday.  Three Labatt's, a hamburger, and a Kamikaze later, I headed home, which brings me to right now.  I'm a little sleepy and a little out of it, possibly in need of a naparoo.  Thanks again for reading, and remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College ends, but the work never does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112673491894191973?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112673491894191973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112673491894191973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112673491894191973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112673491894191973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/wednesday-already.html' title='Wednesday already'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112636923534241351</id><published>2005-09-10T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:20:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTBALL!!</title><content type='html'>Currently sitting on the couch watching the U of M game and drinkin a few beers before the Hawaii game.  Can't wait, only 6 more games as a student.  Ryan came out last night and we killed a quarter barrel playing pong over at Karis place.  It was cool, Aaron, Eileen, Kari, Ryan, Heather, Christine, Drunk Matt, Stoner Matt, Amber, Ben, Jason, Jason's lil' bro, Andrea, and a few other people all played pong all night.  We started pretty early, which worked well cuz the game today isn't until 3:30.  Classes finished up nicely this week, and I'm just chillin till the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO STATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112636923534241351?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112636923534241351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112636923534241351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112636923534241351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112636923534241351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/football.html' title='FOOTBALL!!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112624104969181778</id><published>2005-09-08T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:44:09.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.I.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking Heads - Psycho Killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is all you need"&lt;br /&gt;~Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average French citizen eats 500 snails a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright, had 2 classes.  12:40-2 was my ethics class, which is actually pretty chill.  The prof. seems to like me, so I can't really complain.  After that I had my urban planning class, which was long but alright.  Chilled for a bit, then my parents dropped off my new DELL LAPTOP! When I told Brendan, he replied "Dude, you're getting a Dell" and I should've known someone wouldn't be able to resist that cheezy slogan.  Had some people over for the official start of football, Kari, Geoff, Aaron, Eileen, Brendan, Alicia, Cashell, Christine, Smatt, Joe, and myself all watched the Patriots beat the Raiders.  Other than that, just chillin, it's gettin late and I must wrap this up riiiight abooooooout... NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out playaz'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112624104969181778?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112624104969181778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112624104969181778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112624104969181778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112624104969181778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112612302049661020</id><published>2005-09-07T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:57:00.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turns out school is not so cool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc00756.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc00756.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin at Bonnaroo shortly after getting dumped on by rain. The sunglasses stayed on all night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, girl, what's your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you there to that ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, girl, you blow my mind, I'll always be your freak&lt;br /&gt;Let's make sweet love between the sheets"&lt;br /&gt;~Isley Brothers - Between the Sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TQ - Westside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you toss a penny 10000 times, it will not be heads 5000 times, but more like 4950.  The heads picture weighs more, so it ends up on the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 - 10:00 - EEP Homework&lt;br /&gt;10:20 - 11:10 - Microeconomics&lt;br /&gt;11:30 - 12:20 - Chemistry Recetation&lt;br /&gt;12:40 - 1:30 - Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;1:50 - 2:40 - Environmental Economics &amp; Policy&lt;br /&gt;2:45 - 4 - Homework at the Library&lt;br /&gt;4:10 - 5ish - Homework at Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that was my amazing day.  I ate the breakfast of champions, Ramen Noodles and black Coffee, followed by the lunch of champions, a Big Grab of Cheetos, Black Coffee, and a cig.  Long, shitty day for me, but it is really nice out and I'm done somewhat early.  Yesterday, I hit class all day and got back at around 5.  Shortly after returning home, the phone rang, and it was Amanda.  She was in the area so she stopped by and I took her out to the Peanut Barrell for a drink, since she's newly 21.  I got a tall Labbatt's and she didn't know what the hell to get.  She finally decided on getting a screwdriver, always a good choice I guess, (I don't know much else besides beer) and we sat out front the Barrell along Grand River and talked while watching people walk by.  I saw a couple of my old work mates and chatted with them for a few moments, but headed home shortly after we finished our drinks.  Headed to Timmy's for a bit and visited his Iguana, Oz, who was kinda freaking out in his cage.  Did some homework after timmy's and then headed to Amber's for a quick beer.  I was so damn tired last night I crashed out after our beer and woke up at 8am ready(ish) to do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was alright today, except for my EEP 201 class.  Last week's class, professor Slow Talker had 7 power point slides, and got through 3 of them.  So today he wanted to finish up last week's power point slides and get through most of today's lecture too.  He started on slide 2 of last weeks presentation and got to slide 3 by the end of class.  WE GOT NOTHING DONE, IT WAS A RECAP OF LAST WEEK'S BULLSHIT!  Man, that guy needs to take some uppers or something, cuz he talks slower than Dr. Phil dosed out on Lion Tranquilizers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to the Library and was very productive, so I guess that's cool.  Right now, I'm about to do some Homework, then hopefully fit in a nap before this evening starts.  Nothing early tomorrow, just my 12:40 and my 3:00 classes, so I'm not to worried about it.  Plus now I have all my Friday homework done, so tomorrow will just be that much easier.  Well, I'd better get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some Westside love for all you ghetto children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112612302049661020?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112612302049661020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112612302049661020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112612302049661020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112612302049661020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/turns-out-school-is-not-so-cool.html' title='Turns out school is not so cool...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112603150912953225</id><published>2005-09-06T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:31:49.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend Blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc00632.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc00632.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three criteria for joining the Big and Rediculous Bonnaroo Sunglasses Club.  Sunglasses must be worn at all times, and they must be big AND rediculous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cant buy what I want because it’s free"&lt;br /&gt;~Pearl Jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatles - Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSU football ticket sales exceeded 60,000 for the 4th time in history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy weekend, full of football, good food, and of course, beer.  Wednesday was class from 10:20-2:40, work 3-11, then a full night of pong at Amber's place.  It was fun playing some pong, Scar Matt, Smatt, Kari, Amber, Andrea, Christine, and myself played a few games, which was cool.  I was just so damn tired it was tough to stay awake, but supposedly after I left, Scar Matt and Christine dominated.  It was cool seeing Amber's place, complete with tiny pong room in the basement.  I was so tired that I crashed out early.  Thursday was a few classes and we went to B-dubs for a few drink, which was cool.  After B-dubs, Christine and I headed to Jim's new house and drank a few beers out in the front yard.  His house is nuts, it looks like someone's cottege with these wooden beams and shit, its pretty cool.  Chilled there for a bit then headed home cuz I was so freekin' tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday my parents came up and took Kari and I out to dinner.  We went to Harper's, the brewery in East Lansing, to get some good beer and a tasty burger.  It was really cool to see my parents again, it had been a while, and I'm excited that my future Hippy Monkey updates will be coming from a pimp-ass laptop, whoo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left, we got some beer pong rolling at Kari's place. It was me, Kari, Stoner Matt, Scar Matt, Drunk Matt, Tall Paul, Christine, Ben, Parker, Kristen, Amber, and Andrea ponging it up until very very late.  While we were playing, the 7 racoons that live in their back yard kept getting right next to us, picking at the ground for food, and we would need to scare them off.  It was actually a little freaky, these ugly ass things creeping up to you in the dark.  Racoons aside, people began leaving at around 2 or 3 in order to get some sleep before the 1st tail gate of the year, which was supposed to meet at my place, 9:30 am with your drinking shoes on.  Once everyone left, however, there was still a few of us up, and we stayed up until 5ish or so, keeping the party going.  I remember stumbling home drunk at 5:30 or so in the morning, freezing my ass off, and seeing people already awake and tailgating for the game. (either that or they never stopped partying from the night before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9:30 am of my 22nd birthday hungover, tired, hungry, gassy, and ready to start partying because it's my birthday and our first day of FOOTBALL!!  Since I was up at 9:30, just as planned, I began calling people to see who was actually awake.  Pretty much everyone was still passed out (or hungover in bed) since it was 9:30 am and all.  However, on football day, there is no way around it, ya gotta get up and start the party early.  Ran to the beer store at 9:45ish and there was a line (that's how u know it's game day) full of people buying beer, booze, ice, coolers, kegs, pretty much the works.  Got home and finally had some people begin to show up, all sleepy eyed and still feeling shitty from the night before.  I had a great time partying before the game started, with Kari, Kristin, Christine, Smatt, Brendan, Scar Matt, Andrea, and Amber (did I forget anyone?) all drinking a few beers before the game.  Scar Matt and Smatt had a pony keg of Oberon, which was pretty damn cool I thought.  We watched TV, played Rebound, told stories of pong the night before, it was really cool seeing everybody, a great start to an amazing day.  As noon came closer, we headed out to the game to watch us SLAUGHTER Kent State, it was a fun game to watch.  I got real sunburnt and couldn't stop sneezing cuz of my allergies.  We left the game and headed out to El Azteco, a Mexican joint that was slammed cuz it was game day.  The food was mleh, and I was so out of it I spilled my beer all over Smatt, who would have said something had it not been my birthday.  Crashed the fuck out after that until about 7, when Kari took me out to Champp's Bar and Grill out by the Eastwood Town Center.  I got the most AMAZING burger out there, it was two 8 ounce patties with bacon and a ton of other good stuff, definetly one of the biggest burgers I've ever eaten.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ride home, I said, "What the hell, I'm gonna get a Keg as my birthday present to me"  I called everyone up and Greg's 22nd birthday party was born.  It was a lot of fun, we had Tetris in one room, games passed around, people talking, watching TV, singing along to Bohemian.  Heres everyone I can remember that was there; Me, Kari, Stoner Matt, Drunk Matt, Christine, Brendan, Brendan's Chica, Andrea, Amber, Tall Heather, Jeremy, Heather's Friend, Paul, Ben, Jennifer, Jason, Jason's little brother, Jason's little brother's friend, Parker, Little Mike, Little Mikes 2 friends, Scott Scott Scott Scott Scott (he was fuckin' druuuuunk!) and some more people (IM me anyone I forgot and I'll add 'em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time and I'm so glad everyone showed up and had a good time.  As the night got later, we began a big ol' singalong with the guitar and drums rockin, it was fun.  We sang OAR, Marley, Clapton, Pearl Jam, pretty much anything we could think to play.  ONce 5am rolled around, it was just me, Kari, Smatt, and Amber.  We chilled for a bit before finally hitting the sack at around 5:30 am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was lazy, stayed in bed until about 4 or so.  When I finally got up, I ate some food, headed to the bank, then started driving to Detroit for a FREE MEDESKI MARTIN AND WOOD SHOW! It was just me and Christine heading out, but as we got nearer, we had amassed a group that included Kari, Amber, Christine, Jamie, Chris, and James.  It was a sweet show, at Detroit Jazz Fest, and the price was right.  They played an hour and a half, and it was one of the most lively MMW shows I've ever been to.  Got home at 11 or so, and re-iced the keg with hopes of finishing it.  I called everyone I could think of, and rounded up four (yes, four) people to help finish the keg.  Me, Kari, Parker, and Christine played Mario Party, and finally turned it into a drinking game officially, until about 4am or so before crashing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I woke up at 10am and ate some french toast.  Headed home feeling like shit and worked on a bit of homework, in addition to cleaning up the apartment after a long weekend of partying.  I headed to work at 3 pm, very hesitant, and was pleased to see that I didn't even need to work today, they had enough people!  So I came back and chilled for a bit, which included playing my guitar and harmonica at the same time since my wonderful girl picked up a harmonica holder for my birthday! (Thanks, sweetie)  Last night, I crashed at around eleven to get some (much needed) sleep, woke up early this morning and finished up some homework.  Back to the grind after a long and amazing weekend. :\ But on the brighter side of things, it's only 3 more days until the weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112603150912953225?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112603150912953225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112603150912953225' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112603150912953225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112603150912953225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/birthday-weekend-blast.html' title='Birthday Weekend Blast'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112542588268874400</id><published>2005-08-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T11:36:40.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime, and the living was easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the End of Summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/MarylandSunset.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/MarylandSunset.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking at just another bar in Maryland. That's Tall Paul, Kristen, Drunk Matt, Ben, and Myself, and NO I didn't choose that ultra-lite "beer"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the End of Summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think that chick from Full House is hot, the Middle One"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the End of Summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mansfeild Mann - Lovely Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the End of Summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tall Paul said Stephany (from Full House) was hot, he was completely sober on the road trip home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is officially over.  Sad but true, Summer has ended and classes are back in session.  I am attempting 17 Credits this Semester, and it seems to be off to a decent start.  Chemistry, Microeconomics, Community Economics, Environmental Ethics and Philosophy, and Urban Planning and Management all seem to be decent classes, if not a little dull.  But enough about school, howabout a Summer recap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Summer Classic was a great time, me and Aaron road tripped just outside of Chicago for two days of Cheese, Umphrey's, Keller, Yonder, New Monsoon, and Michael Franti.  Got back from there and headed to Bad Axe to visit Geoff for a night.  Kari, Smatt, Christine, Amber, Andrea, and myself went to Blues Traveler at DTE a month back, and had a great time!  They played Beck Loser, Violent Femmes Blister in the Sun, Charlie Daniels Band Devil Went Down To Georgia, and a Bob Marley song for good measure.  It was a great show, and only cost $5!  After that, I pretty much just worked my ass off every night and took care of my classes in the day.  Two weeks ago, Me, Tall Paul, Drunk Matt, Ben, and Kristen all took a road trip down to Ocean City, Maryland to party it up on the beaches for a week.  It was such a great time, I went boogie boarding and we hit up so many sweet bars, it was a killer time.  The sunsets were amazing and some of the bars on the water were so beautiful, it seemed too good to be true.  Got back from Maryland to Welcome Week up at State, which was completely out of control.  People everywhere, cops rolling around in cars and on horses, it reminded me of freshman year so much.  And now, I'm back in classes, goin' at it once again.  I am currently avoiding my Chemistry homework, banking on working on it after my 3:00 class.  I can already tell this is going to be a hard semester, but I'll just stick to it and get this shit done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, sorry for no updates recently, I've just been so lazy the end of the summer, and now that class is back in session, I remember why it felt so good to be lazy as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace y'awl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112542588268874400?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112542588268874400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112542588268874400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112542588268874400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112542588268874400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/summertime-and-living-was-easy.html' title='Summertime, and the living was easy'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112272264027458802</id><published>2005-07-30T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T04:24:00.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>BIG update coming soon.  Stay tuned to Hippy Monkey for more info....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112272264027458802?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112272264027458802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112272264027458802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112272264027458802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112272264027458802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112109547178137511</id><published>2005-07-11T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:24:31.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00052.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00053.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Franti on stage with New Monsoon&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112109547178137511?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112109547178137511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112109547178137511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109547178137511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109547178137511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/michael-franti-on-stage-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112109543854146108</id><published>2005-07-11T08:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:23:58.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00042.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00042.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin' BIG this summer at BIG Summer Classic&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112109543854146108?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112109543854146108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112109543854146108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109543854146108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109543854146108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/goin-big-this-summer-at-big-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112109540999221517</id><published>2005-07-11T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:23:29.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THOSE are some big dreads&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112109540999221517?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112109540999221517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112109540999221517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109540999221517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109540999221517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/now-those-are-some-big-dreads.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112109538011722907</id><published>2005-07-11T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:23:00.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00023.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keller Williams, the one man band&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112109538011722907?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112109538011722907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112109538011722907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109538011722907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112109538011722907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/keller-williams-one-man-band.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112050498621109039</id><published>2005-07-04T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T12:23:06.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lefty Geoff (my big bro) on Cruise 102.1 FM&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimi Hendrix - Star Spangled Banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So far, a very nice 4th of July"&lt;br /&gt;~Kari (Couldn't agree more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A full seven percent of the entire Irish barley crop goes to the production of Guinness beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my last update was Thursday, mainly because I went out of town.  Friday afternoon,  I didn't do a damn thing.  I'm pretty sure we stayed in or around bed until I went into work at 9, which I was dreading.  I was supposed to work 9 pm - 5 am, but got out at 11, so I knew I had to celebrate.  Kari came over and I convinced her we needed tequila shots, so we picked up a 6-er of Labatt's and a pint of Sauza Tequila with a lime.  Took a few tequila shots and drank a couple beers, watched a DVD, and next thing I know, I wake up on the couch in the main room at around 11:15 am or so.&lt;br /&gt;This would have been fine, but I was supposed to leave to visit Geoff in Bad Axe at around 10-11, so I was already late. (and a little hungover)  So I left for Bad Axe eventually and must say it was not an easy drive at all.  I was tired and hungry and I had overlistened to every one of my CD's, so I was just watching the miles go by, bored out of my skull.  However, eventually I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at around 3, and we grabbed some Pizza Hut, and the Hut in Bad Axe has beer, always a plus.  So after Pizza, Geoff took off for work and I watched Live 8 on the couch, waiting for Pink Floyd to come on. Next thing I know, I wake up and look at the TV to see Paul McCartney singing "Hey Jude" with every performer on stage with him as the big finale to live 8, totally fell asleep and missed Floyd.  Anyways, played some games and chilled while until Geoff got back at around 11 or so from work.  He made a promo for this new job he's applying for, and it sounded so good. It started with some country rocking and then it stopped and Homer said, "NEVER EVER STOP IN THE MIDDLE OF A HOE DOWN!"  It was a great promo, sounded like something you'd hear on the radio.  Anyways, we chilled and drank a few beers until about 3am or so, then woke up and played some games after the ritualistic Big Boy breakfast.  We got sick of hanging around the apartment and decided to go swimming at Caseville, which was packed.  There was so many people on the beach, but it was really nice to go swimming still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at 4 and made it home around 6:20, traffic was really good on the drive home.  I was supposed to work at 7, but there was a message for me to come in at 8, so I grabbed a quick nap before work.  I went into work and damn was it dead.  We made $14 in an hour, that's four orders in an hour.  Soooooooo, I chilled at work for a bit and did essentially  nothing until I got sent home at 11, so I headed out to Kari's place.  We went to sleep around 7 am and woke up some time around 12:30, maybe 1.  We had a wonderful evening (and morning) together, with a large dinner at IHOP this morning.  My pancakes were orgasmic, I have literally never had pancakes so fucking good in my 21 and a half years of existence.  After food, I camne and took a shower at 2:30 or so, and now it's about 3:30 and I'm about to head out to Brighton to cut the lawn and perhaps catch some Kensington fireworks.  Other than that, everything's been cool.  Work's been dead every night and I had a great time in Bad Axe, I just wish I could have stayed longer.  However, I hadn't seen Geoff in ages, so it was great to finally catch up with him.  Anyways, always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm bath is a cheap vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112050498621109039?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112050498621109039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112050498621109039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112050498621109039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112050498621109039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112015680714950325</id><published>2005-06-30T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:40:07.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE STATS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0094.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0094.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double fisting freshman year&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Segar - Come To Pappa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And even though the rain may now be fallin'&lt;br /&gt;The passion is deep and pushes me on"&lt;br /&gt;~Yonder Mountain String Band - Half Moon Rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so IM DONE WITH STATISTICS!! FUCK YEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I sprinted it in too, studying my ASS off the last two days (well, maybe I could have studied a little more, but I still did good on the exam)  So yea, studied up last night before meeting up with Brendan at Harper's for (half off) dinner and microbrews.  At $2 a pop, I would have loved more than one Grove Street Pale Ale, but I knew I had an exam and couldn't.  Studied up a bit and watched that movie Sideways, which was a pretty funny movie.  I went to bed at midnight, and five minutes after I layed down, the phone rang.  Who was it? WORK seeing if I could come in and close.  Well fuck that, whos work calls them in past midnight anyways? Completely rediculous.  So I crashed at around 12:30 and got up at 7 am to study before my exam.   Oh yea, and I leave for my 12:40 exam at 12:20 (10 minute walk) and get half way before realizeing I don't have my calculator! So I get to sprint as fast as possible back to my apartment to grab it and head out the door in a huge rush, so I'm the sweaty kid arriving out of breath for the exam, but whatever, today way just my day to be that guy.  Finished the exam in about an hour and a half, and feel confident about the outcome of my stats class.  Now my other class is online and continues through the whole summer, with my midterm coming up on the 11th.  So now I've got to get studying for that at some point, then I'll be golden for a few more weeks.  4th of July is coming up, not sure what's going on though.  I actually don't have to work, so that's really cool.  Uhm, other than that, I work tonight at 7, so I'm just gonna chill out for 4 hours, maybe toss the disc around or play some Donkey Konga with Christine.  Either way, it's just nice to know I don't have to get up tomorrow for a quiz, I'm gonna sleep ALL DAY LONG!!!!!  Anyways, always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile's are contagious, so always wear one in hopes of starting an outbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112015680714950325?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112015680714950325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112015680714950325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112015680714950325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112015680714950325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/no-more-stats.html' title='NO MORE STATS!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-112007237429928089</id><published>2005-06-29T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:12:54.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relatively Uneventful</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00931.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00931.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who lived in the dorms knows whats up with "Lock &amp; Towel"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Underground - Sweet Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like a true Nature's child, we were born, born to be wild ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common name in the world is Mohammed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I studied my ass off for my final, which is tomorrow.  I went into my lab, which took forever, and finished that up.  After my math lab, I spent about three hours finishing up this weeks Watershed online class unit, then studied for a couple hours.  After that, I grabbed some dinner at Georgios with Kari and we chilled for about an hour before I had to go into work. (booooooo)  Went into work and got out around 2:45.  I got some decent sleep last night, although I'm still feeling a little tired.  I woke up this morning at 12:38 when my class starts at 12:40, although it was just review so I didn't really care all that much.  I went into class late (and sweaty, cuz it's 88 degrees) and sat down while she reviewed some practice problems.  The only problem is that she doesnt show how to do the problems.  She just says, use this formula, the answer is B.  I mean honestly, how is that supposed to help me? So I skipped out half way through and went to the library so I could study by myself, which is much more effective than her bullshit.  So I studied for a bit, came back, jammed on the guitar for a moment, and then had a great talk with Shannon on the phone.  Brendan is coming out tonight, so I think I want to go meet up with him for dinner or something at Harper's.  Other than that, I'm just psyched I don't ever have to work until close then get up for Statistics.  I don't have to work tonight and my final is tomorrow, so I'm all set!  Anyways, I'm gonna study for a little longer, but always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldfish are addictive, so don't ever sit with a whole box next to you, because you will eat more than you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-112007237429928089?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112007237429928089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=112007237429928089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112007237429928089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/112007237429928089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/relatively-uneventful.html' title='Relatively Uneventful'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111996369830054764</id><published>2005-06-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T06:01:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same stuff, new day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00921.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00921.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool picture of the Bonnaroo fountain in '03&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's a catch and she doesn't even know it!"&lt;br /&gt;~Kari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan's real name is Robert Zimmerman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Led Zeppelin - Heartbreaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty steady around here.  Work sucked Sunday night, there was this bitter, bald old man who has nothing better to do than bitch at the college kid working at Taco Bell until 3am and getting up for class at 11 am.  This guy was being such a dick, I was about to hop the counter and stomp him, but that would have only caused more problems I suppose.  So I fucked up his order, sorry dude.  I beleive his exact words were "I havn't eaten chicken since before you were born."  and I was about to say "apparently you havn't gotten laid since I was born either, old man. That's why you're so bitter."  He was throwing a shit fit about a fucking quesadilla, I just hope he never reproduced and passed on those Nazi genes.  The last thing this world needs is more angry, bitter people.  What ever happened to treating the kid working at the restaurant like a human?  What makes bitter old men who eat the shit we make for them better than the kid working behind the counter?  Anyways, fuck that old guy, he's just an example of everything wrong with this country; arogant, self-centered, mean, and unforgiving.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, later that night, a group of 10 drunk kids came into Taco Bell and I took their orders quickly while joking around with them.  They were having a great time, and dropped me a tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who do you think I would rather please? 1 bitter old man or 10 college kids living their lives and loving it?  Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so besides work, everything's cool right now.  Yesterday Miggs bought a new driver so we practiced our throws in a field by Akers.  We made one hole throwing our discs off the top of a parking structure, which was fun as hell.  My drives are still pretty short, but I'm getting more accuracy than I ever did before.  I may eventually need to invest in an ultra-long range distance driver, but right now I guess the Gazelle is holding up alright.  Aaron took off last night, for two weeks this time.  It's not always bad when he's gone, just different.  It's always cool having him here, but its not that bad when he's gone either.  The only thing about when he's back is that I always forget and boom my music at crazy times. (Listen to OAR - 3am at 3am after work every day)  So yea, I'll see him later, much closer to Big Summer Classic.  Last night Kari treated me to a movie, (thanks) and we went to see Bewitched.  Will Farell was funny in it, there was a few golden moments in particular.  I would give it 8/10.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the results from thie AIM survey came in, and man was it a close one between Summertime Lovin' and Concerts. But the results finally shifted to what I imagined would win when I created the survey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you enjoy most during the summer?&lt;br /&gt;31 % for Summertime Lovin'&lt;br /&gt;29 % for Concerts&lt;br /&gt;14 % for Recreation (Biking, fishing, camping, etc...)&lt;br /&gt;12 % for Drinking&lt;br /&gt;12 % for No School&lt;br /&gt;41 total votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By one vote, Summertime Lovin' won.  The next survey will be announced soon.  I'm up early, before class today, and I think I'm gonna lay (lie?) down for a couple hours.  Stay cool and always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's too short, so live it &amp; love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111996369830054764?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111996369830054764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111996369830054764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111996369830054764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111996369830054764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/same-stuff-new-day.html' title='Same stuff, new day'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111983253123941279</id><published>2005-06-26T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:35:31.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another successful road trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00871.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00871.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trippin' to Lapeer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Lapeer for the night yesterday and had a damn good time out there!  Kari and I were heading to Lapeer for her friend Michelle's birthday bon fire.  We left East Lansing at 5:00 Kari time, which real time is 5:30. (Kidding....)  We arrived at her parent's house at 6:30 and went to Applebee's for dinner.  It was a good dinner, I tried the Broccoli Chicken Linguini Alfredo Bowl, and it was mighty tasty. (A step above Taco Bell for sure)  Her mother is very sweet and loving of Kari and her Father is a comedian.  I had a great time, and was surprizingly comfortable considering it was the first time I met them.  Her Dad just bought a sweet bike in the garage, so I talked bikes with him a little bit.  Her two cat's, Mittens and puddy were very affectionate and friendly, cute cats.  Her dog, Casey, seems to be a little scared of me, although they tell me she's a little timid of everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kari's phone rings in her purse and her dad says, "I love doing this" and answers the phone in a disguised voice.  He tells the person he's never heard of Kari and that they have the wrong number.  After a minute of this, he says, just joking sweetie, Kari is in the basement, here's Greg" and hands the phone to me saying "it's her sister, Lisa."  So, what the hell am I supposed to say to her sister I've never talked to before?  It was a pretty funny move on his part though, I gotta say, so I just told her sister Kari was doing her laundry in the basement and would call her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we left for Kristen place to see the puppy, Buba.  Buba is a baby shitzu and looked like Gizmo from the gremlin movies.  We hung out there for a bit and headed over to see Lisa, her sister I had breifly talked to on the phone.  Lisa and her husband, Pete, were both very cool.  We chilled and watched some Arnold movie for a bit (End of Days, kinda weak) before heading to their place.  So I walk into their place and see a huge sword rack on top of the TV and a huge, Konan sword on the wall.  The table has a glass top with a display of swords and cool ninja weapons underneath.  Now I've never been in a house with a sword collection, and I gotta say it was cool as hell.  We chatted breifly before we realized it was like 10:30 and we had to go to Michelle's bon fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the bon fire just outside of Imlay City (I could hear Cruise 102.1 FM, Geoff's station, but he wasn't on) and cracked open a couple Coors Light cans.  They had a huge ass fire surrounded by local kids having a good time.  It was a huge driveway with a house by the road, then a long road leading on the side of a barn to the back, which was an open field with a bon fire in the middle.  I met a ton of Kari's friends and a couple random people. (Anyone rember Troy?)  We busted out the glow in the dark frisbee and had a hell of a time playing with that once the glow wore off.  I got hit a couple times, not hard though.  We finished our Coors and had to move on to a warm 30 pack of Bush beer, not a good choice.  As the night went on, people scattered and the Nachos got eaten.  Kari got a little sick after jumping on the trampoline, but she was fine afterwards.  But we killed a few more of them and probrably left that party around 4 or so.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00881.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00881.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bon fire, some good boob grabbin' goin on between Sabrina, Kristen, and Kari. I encourage that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina drove Kari's car back to Kristen's place (thanks Sabrina!) and there was another fire by their pond. (See bottom picture) We chilled out and laughed, had a good time watching the sun rise.  We ended up hawkin' loogies off the dock for the fish to jump up and eat, it was endlessly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00861.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00861.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon fire number two at about 5 am&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We killed that fire around 5:30 or so and realized how hungry we were.  We hit McDonnelds, for that McGriddle that was waiting for me all night.  Truthfully, eating greasy McDonnalds on a stomache of warm Bush wasn't the best idea, but it was still in order.  We ate McDonnalds and crashed out some time after 6 am.  The sun was shining, I know that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0089.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0089.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6:00 am after bon fire number two, before McDonnalds&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up around 9:30 or so and chilled until about 11, when we finally headed home, and feeling AMAZING at that. (sarcasm, my stomache was eating itself)  As soon as we got back into EL, Kari crashed out face down.  After being lazy for a bit, we watched the Life Aquatic and she headed to work.  Now I'm chillin' before work, and I've got 37 minutes left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great night.  It was so nice to get out of the city, I could actually see the stars out there!  Her mother was very sweet, she loves Kari enough to do her laundry and fold it. Her dad is really funny, making a joke out of almost everything.  Her sister and her brother-in-law were both very friendly and into cool stuff.  Sabrina, Kristin, Meghan, and everyone else I met seemed real cool.  It was cool to just chill around a fire for the night with the girl I'm crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only young once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111983253123941279?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111983253123941279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111983253123941279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111983253123941279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111983253123941279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-successful-road-trip.html' title='Another successful road trip!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111971380646798933</id><published>2005-06-25T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:36:46.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days off are so great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00851.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00851.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coventry Vermont about an hour before I would be (head-to-toe) covered in mud from pushing cars out the mud pit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody calls me a fizzle and gets away with it! Except for that one guy who called me a fizzle and then ran away, he got away with it. But most of the people who call me a fizzle don't get away with it! Actually he was the only guy to ever call me a fizzle, but after today only half the people who have ever called me a fizzle will have gotten away with it!"&lt;br /&gt;~Peter Griffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Underground" is the only word in the English language that begins and ends with the letters "und."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beck - Soul Sucking Jerk (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No work the last few days has been nice.  Went to the Sports Den for the Pistons game, which was a dissapointing end for sure, but i still had a fun night.  Kari, Aaron, Eileen, Tall Paul, Ben, and Jason were all there with a couple of Eileen's friends joining up with us also.  Brendan got back from the Ukraine, and was out for the game on Thursday, but I only saw him for a breif period of time since he had to visit his lovah. (Told you u were gonna marry Jess dude, I just never said which Jess) I had yesterday off and just went to Christine's to chill out for a while.  Smatt came out with Scott, and so I headed to Christine's with Aaron and Eileen, and Heather showed up also.  It was real cool, I havn't seen Smatt or Heather in ages, since before Bonnaroo.  It's been too long.  So anyways, we drank a bit on her porch and watched the cars going by on Grand River.  We ended up ALMOST going to the titty bar at like 1:30 am, but the Taxi ride was more expensive than expected.  (One of these days you'll get to a titty bar, Christine!)  We wound up playing Euchre for a while, and we lost, but it was a close game if I recall correctly.  It was just real cool to see everyone, especially since the summer's been so busy for everybody.  I've got tonight off and am heading to Lapeer for a bon fire, which should be cool.  Honestly though, I can't say I've ever been to Lapeer, so I'm excited to get out of EL and go somewhere new, even if just for the evening.  It will be cool to meet some of Kari's friends, and even though I may be a little nervous, it will be cool to grab some dinner with her parents.  I just have to not do anything Greg Gaylord Focker would do and it will all go smoothly.  It's been a chill couple days off though, and man did I need it.  I've got finals next week and then I'm done on Thursday with my Stats class.  Other than that, not a whole hell of a lot going on.  Always remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy every summer to the fullest extent possible, once winter comes around, you'll be glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111971380646798933?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111971380646798933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111971380646798933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111971380646798933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111971380646798933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/days-off-are-so-great.html' title='Days off are so great!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111951422285648021</id><published>2005-06-23T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T01:21:01.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much new...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Pictue of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00841.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00841.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time-lapsed glowstick picture taken at Hookahville&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For only love can conquer hate&lt;br /&gt;You know you've got to find a way"&lt;br /&gt;~Marvin Gaye - What's Going On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest city in the United States with a one syllable name is Flint, Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benton Brooke - Rainy Night in Georgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm starting the daily updates up again, I promise this time.  It's been a little chaotic lately though, in my defense.  I've been workin' 30+ hours a week and taking my classes, so in what little spare time I have, I suppose hippy monkey wasn't the first thing that comes to mind.  I got some good frisbee golf in today with Miggs, I've been shoting decently since I got my new putter.  I've been writing a lot of songs and my harmonica has been jammed out a ton lately.  First summer semester is about to wrap up and I'm SO ready for that.  I've been working every Pistons game, which pisses me off, but I need the money so I guess it's all good.  Things with Kari have been great, she's just such a sweet and honest person, I dunno, it's been good.  Havn't had much of a life since I've been working, but this week is shaping up better than the previous three.  I've got Friday, Saturday,and Monday off, so y'awl mark your calenders.  Friday I'm up for whatever, Saturday I'm going to Lapeer for a bon fire, and Monday, everyone that's 21 has to come out with me to hit the bars.  I'm SO sick of workin' all night and schoolin' all day, but it's soon going to be a lot easier once second semester of summer class starts.  Anyways, nothing much new with me.  Had a late night sing-a-long with Christine on Monday night (5am or so) which was a TON of fun.  She called me after work, and I was so glad someone wanted to chill, it had been a while.  Work's going smoothly except for the rediculous hours.  As I write this, it's 4am, and I've been off work for an hour, about to go to bed.  Yea, going to bed at 4am is killing be, even though I don't need to wake up until noonish.  Aaron was around for a bit this weekend, got to chill with him a bit which was nice.  Once he left on Monday, though, it was back to the bachelor's pad, which I suppose I can deal with.  Everything seems to be going well though, about to start studying for my finals next week one of these days coming up.  I'm wanting to go visit Geoff ASAP because it's been too long, as well as a trip to visit Nic one of these days coming up.  Chris went on his Canoeing trip, not sure when he's getting back, but I's so jealous and know he had a great time!  It sucks not knowing my schedule until Tuesday, but I suppose I can deal for a little bit longer.  To anyone I keep telling we'll chill, WE WILL, just give me some time. In closing, always remember....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live your life in fear you will never love at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111951422285648021?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111951422285648021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111951422285648021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111951422285648021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111951422285648021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-much-new.html' title='Nothing much new...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111902433277130484</id><published>2005-06-17T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:05:32.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class and work... again</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00821.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00821.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The security was dressed in pink, if that tells you anything about how strict they are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you need is love"&lt;br /&gt;~Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winston Churchill was born in a ladies' room during a dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Miller Band - The Joker ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have a quiz in a few minutes, so I'm in a bit of a rush. Yesterday, let's see.  I was a little short on sleep, so woke up and went directly to class.  Did well on my exam, which was nice.  When I got home, I did homework for a solid two hours or so.  Took a break to chill with Christine and watch Dr. Phil (boo) and Oprah, like she loves to watch in the day time.  Yea..... I got back at 6 and was called into work early, 7-3.  Aaron was home, which was a nice change.  Him and Eileen were going to the bar for the Pistons game, which once again, I was working during.  However, it was really cool to talk to him for a bit, even if it was just a little bit before work.  Went into work (boo) at 7 and I'm pretty sure druggy kid is on the horse again.  He kept going in the bathroom for like 10-20 mins at a time and coming out all tweaked out holding his arms, so yea.  Man, I do not like working with that kid.  Anyways, got out early (at 1 am, so early!) and was completely exausted, yet somehow managed to stay up a little later than I should have.  It was a beautiful night though, I'm glad I got out of work early!  Anyways, I gotta run to this damn exam in 30 minutes.  And always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never frown because you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111902433277130484?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111902433277130484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111902433277130484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111902433277130484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111902433277130484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/class-and-work-again.html' title='Class and work... again'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111892958826697432</id><published>2005-06-16T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T06:47:48.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonnaroo shows</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0081.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Krewe De 'Roo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life's a garden, dig it"&lt;br /&gt;~Joe Dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain (real name Samuel Clemens) was born on a day in 1835 when Haley's Comet came into veiw. When He died in 1910, Haley's Comet came into view  again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Dead - Eyes of the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Bonnaroo on Thursday around 4:30 and got the site all set up by 6ish.  We headed into Centeroo and went to the fountain at 7 to meet Shannon and Kari.  I couldn't see them, but they both spotted me out.  So Christine, Kari, Shannon, Amber, Tara, Buck, Steve, Sharon, Rob, and a couple other people (I can't remember their names) all went to the Cinema tent to watch the Piston's game.  There was about two hundred people or so watching the game, and i'd say 95% were rooting for the 'stons.  It was an intense game, but unfortunately we ended up losing.  There was a couple concerts on that night, the first one I saw was an amazing band I had never seen before.  They were called Signal Path, a sort of techno-jam band that played together beautifully.  We also saw Perpetual Groove (there was So many people there)and the Gabby La La concert featuring Les Claypool (from Primus) which was a nuts show.  Gabby La La, I'm not too sure about.  She seemed a little too weird for me, not enough Les Claypool either, but I was digging on the sitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I woke up early and we headed into Centeroo at around 1ish.  We caught a great bluegrass band called Old Crow Medicine Show and I got to do some bare-foot dancing in the mud. (Took me right back to last summer)  We chilled at that tent (This tent) while Joss Stone played between sets.  Peter Rowan &amp; Crucial Reggae played a show, and they were a pretty decent reggae-style band.  I was laying in the shade of a tree, about to fall asleep though because of the long car ride there. (See previous post)  We hung out for a bit and headed to Allison Krauss &amp; Union Station.  Allison Krauss has an amazing voice, I was very impressed with what I heard.  However, there wasn't too much time to hang around since Jurassic 5 was about to come on the little stage.  We headed to Jurassic 5 and HOLY SHIT was it a sweet show.  They played What's Golden, Thin Line, Quality Control, and about five million other amazing songs.  They did this accapella rap for like 5 minutes that completely blew everybody's mind who was watching.  It started raining a little bit, but it wasn't too bad.  After Jurassic 5, we hit a little bit of the Allman Brothers Band at the big stage.  There was so many people there and everyone was grooving out.  They played Jessica, Franklin's Tower, and another 20 minute Whipping Post, which is always welcome.  We hung out there for a bit, and shortly the show I was looking foreward to came on: Herbie Hancock's Headhunters 2005.  This was Herbie with a bunch of musicians (the most notable being John Mayer on guitar) playing with him forming a jazz-funk band which could pose a threat to take over the world if they stayed together.  When we walked up they were playing Watermelon Man, bottle blowing and all.  It was like a 20 minute jam, and then after they played that (which was my #1 song) they busted into such a jammeriffic Frankenstein that my socks got knocked right off. (either that or I wasnt wearing socks, either way it was funkah)  Headed back to the camp site for a bit before Dave Matthews Band came on, ate some chips or crap food like that and killed a couple beers.  Now I've never been the hugest Dave fan or anything, but I have always respected and dug his music.  After his show at Bonnaroo, I'm a beleiver.  It was SUCH a groove-happy show, he played You Might Die Trying, Time of the Season, Hello Again, Crash, Smooth Rider, and Bartender, amongst others.  Warren Haynes came out and jammed on Jimi Thing with Dave for a while, and we were all so tired we headed back for a little bit with intentions to lay down for a bit and meet up for the Mars Volta.  However, lying down for a bit turned out to be lying down for 10 hours, and I awoke in the morning upset I missed The Mars Volta and STS9. (but these things happen, especially at the Roo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY was my big day.  I made 14 concerts. Yes 14.  I woke up and headed into Centeroo for the Kings of Leon, which is always a good show.  Someone said they played mostly their newer stuff, but I don't know that much about them to differentiate.  We headed to Government Mule, and this was one of my unexpected highlights.  Sure I kept saying Warren Haynes is my real dad and I'm going to grow up playing guitar like him, but honestly I hadn't thought much about the Mule show.  It was much better than last summer, which was also a sweet show.  They played a bunch of originals, from Thorazing Shuffle to Time To Confess, and some good covers, like Terrapin Station and Hunger Strike.  I missed Soulshine at the end, because we left for Yonder Mountain String Band.  I love Yonder, as many of you know.  I mean I REALLY freekin' love 'em.  It gets that redneck blood flowing through my veins.  This was THE BEST Yonder show I've ever seen in my life.  They played Half Moon Rising early, followed by the insane bluegrass jam Easy as Pie.  THey played Troubled Mind, Finally Saw The Light, then Redbird &gt; Dear Prudence. (Beatle's Cover)  They were so on, and the singer always loves the crowd.  (You're a beautiful crowd and we couldn't be happier to be here)  After Yonder was the toughest leg of Bonnaroo.  Jack Johnson, OAR, Iron &amp; Wine, Keller Williams, and The Black Crowes were all on at the same time.  We stayed moving, and I can proudly say I made every show.  The Black Crowes I saw the least of, and they seemed to jam a lot more that I remembered hearing on the radio so many years ago.  After a few minutes of that, I met everyone at the OAR show and it was POURING rain out during this one.  We danced in the rain a bit and eventually decided to hit Iron &amp; Wine to meet up with Sharon.  Iron &amp; Wine captivated me with his hauntingly truthful vocals, beautiful harmonies, and eccentric chord progressions.  However, we never did find Sharon and ended up heading to the end of the Jack Johnson show.  As we were walking up to Which Stage for Jack, we realized he was playing some Sublime, followed by some of his classics.  After that, we hit Keller Williams, who was singing about something rediculous and playing every instrument on stage before he finally busted into Another Brick in the Wall. (Pink Floyd Cover)  Headed back for a bit to eat some cheetos for dinner (eewwww) and waited in anticipation of Widespread Panic.  Widespread Panic, oh man, SOOOOOO glad they're playing together again.  As always, Warren Haynes came out for a few songs.  Highlihghts include Chilly Water, Conrad, Climb to Safety, Love Tractor, and Come Together.   (Beatles cover)  It was a long show, clocking in at 4 hours, compared to the long Dave show, which was 3.  They played 8:30-12:30, and although I was dead tired, I was not even close to ready for sleep yet.  I got split up from the group and tried to meet Shannon and Kari at the fountain, but that fell through also.  So I roamed around by myself and waited at Which Stage for Trey Anastasio to start playing.  Trey started a little late and was scheduled for 12:30-2:30.  He didn't stop at 2:30, not by a long shot.  I remember it being 3:10 and he was still on.  All around a pretty good show, but that Guys fucked up for leaving Phish and even more fucked up for canceling Zooma Tour.  But that is neither here nor there, he played Boogie On Reggae Woman, Close my Eyes, Golden Slumbers, The End, 46 Days, Sledgehammer, and closed with No Woman No Cry. (Bob Marley cover)  All around a good show, but I'm personally a little sick of seeing that coke head playing with sub-par bands after he left behind one of the most influential jam bands ever.  Grrrrr.  Anyways, towards the end of Trey I was getting real sleepy and headed into the fountain area.  From the fountain, you can hear Which Stage and This Tent.  Karl Denson's Tiny Universe was at This Tent and I was meaning to see them ever since Ryan saw that show in Detroit a few weeks ago.  It was a funky show indeed, but I kept walking from one side of the fountain to hear Trey, then the other side to hear Karl, then back to Trey, Karl, Trey, Karl, etc...  Both good shows, but I was just moving to stay awake.  I met some random hippies from Georgia who gave me some Whisky, and after talking for a bit, I headed on my way, out into the black night to see what I could find.  I got VERY lucky because I was passing by That Tent and heard some techno grooves so crazy, they'd make a frog lick it's own back.  (See: Simpsons or Family Guy)  It was RJD2, that quirky DJ who I always seem to catch a quick listen to at Bonnaroo late night when I'm a little inebriated.  He makes sounds that you'll never hear anywhere else, he's really amazing, mixing anything from Jazz to hardcore to jam bands to rap, all into one melting pot of musical groovyness.  Hung out there for a bit and eventually ended up back at the fountain, walking from Trey to Karl to Trey to Karl.  Trey wrapped up his set and I headed into Karl's crowd to see what I could see.  I sat up against the bleachers and fell asleep for 30 minutes.  During my 30 minute nap, I had FOUR people wake me up and ask me if I was okay, and one of the three asked me what I ate.  (They thought I was all drugged out, which I wasn't.  I just needed a little Whisky nap)  I woke up 30 minutes later feeling tip top (did I just say that) but seriously, I felt like I could party all night at this point.  I got up, kicked off my shoes and back back, and started dancing like a mad man in the mud, having the time of my life.  I had a ton of energy so headed back into the darkness to see what sort of crazy adventure awaited me.  I heard DJ Krush in The Other Tent, and he mixed some Keller Williams and Phish songs, which I had never heard before.  I chilled at the playground for a bit, soaking up all the music around me, and eventually headed out.  DE LA SOUL WAS IN THAT TENT and HOLY CRAP was it a party.  They played 2:30 - 4 am, and let me tell you I was screaming and waving my hands in the ayer, wavin' like I just don't cayer.  I can't explain the energy between the band and the crowd, they had the whole place dancin and swinging our hands and shouting.  I remember toward the end they had the crowd, as loud as possible, yelling "PAAAAAARTAH! (come on let's) PAAAAARTAH! (who wants to) PAAAAAAARTAH!" and I looked at my watch only to realize it was 4:02 am and everyone in that motherfucker was partying as hard as possible.  My voice started to go, but I didn't give a shit, I had the time of my life at De La Soul.  They played a lot of stuff off Stakes is High and 3 Feet High and Rising.  Man it was a party.  So after that show I knew I was in no shape to head home yet, I needed a little more party.  So I headed to the Arcade Disco, which you could sum up as a rave in an outdoor arcade.  When I walked in, everyone was partying like it was midnight.  There were ravers (probrably rollin') doing liquid (dance) right next to two guys with thick glasses playing a round of Pac Man on the classic Table.  The DJ, whoever it was, was amazing.  He did a techno remix of Shakedown Street, and I got my groove on for a bit before FINALLY heading back to the camp site.  The walk back to the camp site was long (30-40 mins) because I kept stopping to look at all the stuff for sale.  As I approached the camp site, I was a little bummed because I still had energy at 4:45 in the morning but everyone was asleep.  Upon arriving at the camp site, I realized this was not the case.  Everyone was up getting shit drunk, lauging their asses off about absolutely nothing.  We had about 30 jello shots to finish, so took those one by one as I sipped on a couple beers.  Got to bed some time after 8 in my broken tent, which collapsed on my that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had to leave because of this lady that came with us who "had to work" on Monday, when she didn't even go.  I was a little bummed about not going to the Sunday shows, but I made up for it by going to 14 shows Saturday.  We packed up our stuff and headed out around 3.  We were all sure we were going to die and get like 200 flat tires on the ride home, but all went smoothly besides the HUGE storm we were in the whole ride back.  We saw 3 cars flipped on their roof's at the side of the highway.  The Death Box was shaking an obscene amount, and we all tried to get as freaked out as possible.  Topic of conversation included Hydroplaning, Jacknifing, how long it would take for the truck to stop, flat tires, cops, and all the cars flipped over on the side of the highway.  After our freak out, we ended up sleeping the whole way home.  I made it back to my apartment safely some time around 7 am and went to sleep.  No pull-overs, no flats, no accidents on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great Bonnaroo, I had a great time with Christine, Buck, Tara, Sharon, and Steve, most of them I didn't know before the trip.  It was also nice to see Kari and Shannon there, but I wish I could've seen Shannon more than for the Pistons game and a random run-in at some point, but it was still great to see her.  (If you're reading this Shan, I miss ya!)  All in all a great Bonnaroo, weather was manageable and the concerts were great.  Well, always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing barefoot in the mud is the secret to everlasting youth. You should try it some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111892958826697432?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111892958826697432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111892958826697432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111892958826697432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111892958826697432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/bonnaroo-shows.html' title='Bonnaroo shows'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111877514737073487</id><published>2005-06-14T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:52:27.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The road trip from hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0080.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0080.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, where the fuck am I?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you know what's funny. Hydroplaning." &lt;br /&gt;~Sharon during a rain storm on the ride home in the death box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volume of the Earth's moon is the same as the volume of the Pacific Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbie Hancock - Watermelon Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this was the most outrageous Bonnaroo trip ever.  Christine and I drove to Tara's house, where we would meet up with Tara, Buck, Sharon, Steve, and the three adults.  We left around 5:30 pm or so, the adults in the truck and all six of us in the 5th wheel RV, which was eventually nicknamed “the Death Box”.  We laughed as we were bounced around, having a great beggining to the trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got dark and some time around 10, I was awoken to five people screaming and the smell of something aweful on fire.  I had no idea what was going on, but it smelled like burnt rubber.  We had a flat tire, but we couldn't just tell the adults in the truck since we were in the RV, so we called them and yelled "STOP!!!!".   We pulled over and bounced around like crazy, eventually to come to a stop on the side of the highway.  Our jack was not high enough to reach the axel of the RV, so we had to make this ghetto rig out of boards and the jack that was supposedly safe.  We had probably ridden on the flat tire for a good two minutes or so, and what was left of it scared the shit out of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0079.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0079.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first flat tire, or what's left of it at least&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finally got the flat tire sorted out, after 26 minutes of shuffling around the RV and jacking it up.  The spare tire, which was full sized, was only half full of air and didn't look too promising at all.  A shitload of wires under the tire grid got cut and were hanging down, so we duct taped them to the bottom of the RV and hit the road again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some time around 1 when we finished our bowl.  Literally moments after finishing, Tara and Sharon begin freaking out and I feel the RV on the rumble strips, bouncing us around like we're on a (shitty) rollercoaster.  I look to the back of the RV and see red and blue flashing lights.  Cops.  We're all fucked, not going to make it to Bonnaroo.  What I didn't know is that the adults up front had just finished doing what we had done.  Sharon said something like "We're all going to jail" as we pulled over, and those would be the last words spoken in the camper for the next 30 minutes.  We sat in complete silence, not moving a muscle.  I was shaking uncontrollably, and closed my eyes for a few moments of meditation during this stressful police encounter.  We hear the doors of the truck opening and closing, and sort of assumed either the adults were getting searched or arrested.  Then I hear Taras mom talking a mile a minute to the cop (she has a knack for that) and they both head to the back of the RV.  They're crouching under the RV and grabbing wires and stuff for about 10 minutes, and we all start to think that everything may turn out alright.  After what seemed like weeks, Tara's mom thanked the police man and the RV slowly began moving.  We SCREAMED happily, knowing that we just dodged another bullet on this horrific trip on the RV.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember at the beginning of the trip how we were all laughing every time we hit a bump.  At this point in the trip, we were all nervously silent for each bump.  We caught some (cautious) sleep and woke up at around 11 am when we were rolling through the hills of Kentucky.  After about an hour, we heard a huge &lt;br /&gt;*POP* kathud kathud kathud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon were pulled over on the side of the highway with another flat tire on the RV, same side, other tire.  The only problem this time was that we didn’t have another spare tire.  We pulled out our chairs and threw rocks at a can for a while, then decided to see how many truckers we could get to honk at us.  (Probrably 100 or so did)  After about an hour of trying to call AAA, I was told the police were coming to tell us what we can do.  Once again, I was not looking forward to another encounter with the police.  SOOOOO the police man arrived and was very friendly and helpful.  He gave Tara’s mom a ride into town to get both the flat tires replaced with new tires, so we had four good tires on the RV and a spare in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the line for Bonnaroo at around 1:30 and it was hot as hell.  We decided to hop out and play some Frisbee for a little bit, and no sooner than 10 minutes after throwing the disc, we saw the RV pulling away as the line seemed to completely disappear.  We started walking where the RV went, and about 15 minutes later realized we had no chance of making it if we walked.  So in the 95 degree heat, we ran about 5 miles to catch up with our RV, countless people in line laughing at those stupid hippies running with the Frisbee to catch up to their ride.  Upon arriving back in the RV, we were covered in sweat.  We arrived at the gates of Bonnaroo around 4:30, which means it took about 23 hours to complete the 12 hour trip from Michigan to Tennessee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part I of the Bonnaroo saga, the trip down.  Tomorrow I'll talk about all the shows, who was awesome and who could have been better.  And always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What doesn't kill you makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111877514737073487?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111877514737073487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111877514737073487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111877514737073487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111877514737073487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/road-trip-from-hell.html' title='The road trip from hell...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111810113297619954</id><published>2005-06-06T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T16:40:16.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I've been slack-a-lackin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Hookahville Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00721.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00721.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire is cool&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace"&lt;br /&gt;~Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dot over the letter 'i' is called a tittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widespread Panic - Love Tractor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, don't even say it.  I know ive been slackin on the Hippy Monkey.  I promise once Bonnaroo is done and shit settles down, I'll do a huge post with everything on it.  Let's see... Thursday I was supposed to work until 5am, but I got out early.  Friday morning I had a quiz, which I did so-so on.  Friday night I was just chillin around before work when my parents brought up a car so I could get home early Saturday morning.  Just a little bit before work, THEY CALLED SAYING I DIDN'T NEED TO WORK!  That was nice, so I stayed up until 5:00am :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7:30 am and drove home, then to Northville for a 5th grade family reunion.  I mean, honestly, a 5th grade class reunion, is this neccessary?  It was kind of cool though, seeing people I otherwise never would have seen again.  We had a time capsule to open, and it was real weird.  I though I was going to be an artist in college learning to draw better with a "hot girlfriend".  (I knew what I wanted in 5th grade)  I got dropped off Saturday at about noon, and right after I got back Heather wanted to hack and smatt wanted to go disc golfing.  So right when I left to hack, Kari called to invite me to the Umphrey's show at the Bell's Brewery in Kazoo.  Wish I could've gone, but Ill see em at the roo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO hack went alright, Heather, and Jeremy came and got me and we hacked it up for a bit.  We went to the disc golf course and met up with Smatt and Chris at the Ledges.  We only had time for 9 holes since the Pistons game was on.  We came back to my place and watched the game, and I was passing out in my chair after my amazing 2 and a half hour sleep the night before.  Got up Sunday and chilled out for a bit. Smatt came over, and we had a crazy morning.  We chilled out for a while (very chilled out) and headed up to SBS so he could get a book.  We chilled at the Barell for a couple drinks, then headed home to find Aaron back (finally) so we chilled for a bit.  Heather and Jeremy wanted to hack, so we headed over there and hacked it up until 3:10 so I could go to my meeting at TB.  Which brings me to my next rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MEETING AT TACO BELL WAS FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS! Geez man, first my manager shows up 30 minutes late and lectures us about being on time.  She's yelling "If you can't do that, then hit the door and we'll get someone else up in heeeya".  She kept saying "hit the door" and "up in heeeya" and it was bugging the shit out of me.  Then she's like "I'm sick of all this gossip, so lets just get it out in the open" and everyone starts bitching about who's frontin' and who needs to be steppin' and how you need to come talk to me like a man if u got beef with me.  Everyone was so fuckin ghetto, it was outrageous.  So that shit went until 515. and i needed to work at 6.  So I went into work and we lost the power, so I got out early (after cleaning the store in the dark) and chilled around home for a bit.  I was too tired to drink, I just sort of chilled in with Kari and took it easy.  I got some sleep before my class today, and made it on time for the LONGEST period of math class ever.  But I talked to this dude wearing a Disc Craft hat whose name was Dave, and I intived him to the ledges with me and Aaron after class.  We went out and shot 12 holes (because Aaron had to take off to Grand Rapids) and man was Dave and his roomate good at disc golf.  I shot a 52, which is a little worse than usual, but whatever.  i had a great time, and met some new people, so its all good.  Now I'm chillin before my 9-3am shift tonight, which is my LAST SHIFT BEFORE BONNAROO!!! It sucks I have to miss game 7 of the stons, but its better I'm making money than spending it.  Especially with Bonnaroo coming up, which is going to be so fucking awesome, I can't wait.  SOOOOOOO yea, that's what I've been doing since my last post. Its been a little hectic.  But always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live your life in fear, you'll never love at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111810113297619954?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111810113297619954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111810113297619954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111810113297619954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111810113297619954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-know-ive-been-slack-lackin.html' title='I know, I&apos;ve been slack-a-lackin&apos;'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111772594635415266</id><published>2005-06-02T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:29:54.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All work no play make Greg... something something</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Hookahville Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00571.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00571.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, Aaron, and myself happy after a light rain during Robert Randolph's set&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't stand for the black man's side, I don' t stand for the white man's side.I stand for God's side." &lt;br /&gt;~Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one places a tiny amount of liquor on a scorpion, it will instantly go mad and sting itself to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'Angelo - Cruisin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a loooooooooooooong day man.  This work schedule is killing me, but I suppose it's my own fault for not taking a nap in the day or something.  Class took forever yesterday. (because it was like 75 outside) Got outta class and Melissa dropped by, she had to pick up her paycheck so came out from B-town for a few mins. (Literally, minutes)  After that threw some disc with Miggs and hit up the record shops with P-rizzy.  There was this show, Code of the Cuts, where u walk in and theres a DJ with 2 turn tables bangin on wax.  It was a cool shop, they had a vinyl there I think I need.  Got outta there and cleaned up the apartment, took a shower, and got ready for my LONGEST night of work ever.  Went into work at 9 to find out that I was EMPLOYEE OF THE WEEK and GOT A RAISE my FIRST WEEK AT WORK.  Haha, that was all good, but then I quickly realized how exausted I was working.  By 11:30, I was dead tired and not even half way through work.  Plus the people I work with arent the sharpest crayons in the box (hence: I can be employee of the week my 1st week) so it took us until 3am to get the damn store closed.  However, I got up for class today with no problems. (early even!) It's all good though, because all this work is goin to Bonnaroo, which is a good cause.  Now I'm up getting ready for my Lab, man I can't beleive it's Thursday already.  Feels like Tuesday or Wednesday.  Working 10-5 tonight, def. gonna get some sleep before that one.  Other than that, I'm almost through my Vonnegut collection of short stories, &lt;u&gt;Welcome to the Monkey House&lt;/u&gt; and need suggestions on what to read next.  (I was thinking some Vonnegut, Hunter S. Thompson, or Kerouac)  I always fall asleep reading now, though, because I've been a little short on sleep.  Well everybody, always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat yourself and others with love and kindness, it will make all the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111772594635415266?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111772594635415266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111772594635415266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111772594635415266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111772594635415266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/all-work-no-play-make-greg-something.html' title='All work no play make Greg... something something'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111764086089893006</id><published>2005-06-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:47:40.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hookahville</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00581.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00581.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine, Aaron and Ryan chillin'&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them know you realize that life moves fast&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to make the good things last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average ear of corn has eight-hundred kernels arranged in sixteen rows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam - Oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY so I know I've been real lazy about updating, but I WILL get all my Hookahville pictures up at some point soon.  The one above is just a temp, so don't you worry.  Hookahville was amazing, stay tuned for a full post with all my pictures and a recap with setlists and highlights.  And always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trey Anastasio is a selfish, doped up, bastard who can seriously wail on the guitar (Who cancels a 25 day summer tour?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111764086089893006?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111764086089893006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111764086089893006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111764086089893006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111764086089893006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/hookahville.html' title='Hookahville'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111720696149212128</id><published>2005-05-27T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T08:43:56.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hookahville is finally here!</title><content type='html'>SO I'm going to be out of town at Hookahville until Monday, so no updates until then.  Furthermore, this entire post is a tribute to the band, festivals, the music, and pretty much everything Hoooooookah in general...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00491.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00491.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're playing Hookahville (Katz is on acoustic in the middle)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00511.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00511.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katz on the keys&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00501.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00501.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweney, the king of killer guitar riffs&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00521.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00521.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff singing "I Am the Walrus" Beatles cover (I think)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00531.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00531.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOOOOKAHHHHHHHH!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00541.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00541.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hookah at Bonnaroo 2003 (I know these pictures suck, but the tent was packed and I took what I could)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00551.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00551.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hookah at the 'roo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00562.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schwa on a stick!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kicked some ass at Bonnaroo, they played Hookahville. (Ironic) So yea, this is my first Hookahville and I can't wait for it to start.  Particle, the Wailers, Sam Bush Band, Robert Randolph, Galactic, and of course, HOOOOOOKAH!  Plus plenty more bands, I just can't wait!  Me, Ryan, and Christine are taking off later today.  Aaron's comin' down a little later tonight with his buddies, and Kari and her buddies are rolling tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Top 10 Hookah songs I want to hear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Seahorse&lt;br /&gt;9. Another Good Man Gone&lt;br /&gt;8. Ridgeway Sky&lt;br /&gt;7. Caribou&lt;br /&gt;6. Good Time (Merry-Go-Round)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lady Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;4. Spiders&lt;br /&gt;3. Bone&lt;br /&gt;2. Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;1. Schwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Hookah Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know Ekoostik Hookah was named (and often mispronounced) to mean "the phonetic spelling of acoustic, meaning sound as it is heard, hookah meaning a communal gathering"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hookah Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekoostik Hookah - Burning the Midnight Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hookah Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a goldmine up on the mountain side&lt;br /&gt;But you never gonna get it if you never gonna try"&lt;br /&gt;~Schwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got people. Now do yourself a favor and download some hookah tunes (free) off http://www.ekoostik.com - it's good for the soul.  I've gotta go take a math quiz now, my finalode to civilization, before I re-enter the safehaven world of a hippie music festival for the weekend.  Don't do anything I wouldn't do, and remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSSSCCCHHHHWWWWAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111720696149212128?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111720696149212128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111720696149212128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111720696149212128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111720696149212128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/hookahville-is-finally-here.html' title='Hookahville is finally here!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111712319539889059</id><published>2005-05-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T09:05:42.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All work no play make Greg... something something</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00481.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00481.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final moments in 341 West Holden&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yonder Mountain String Band - Half Moon Rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles song "Dear Prudence" was written about Mia Farrow's sister,&lt;br /&gt;Prudence, when she wouldn't come out and play with Mia and the Beatles&lt;br /&gt;at a religious retreat in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teach us to sing and dance and laugh and cry.  We've tried to survive so long on money and sex and envy and real estate and football and basketball and automobiles and television and alcohol - on sawdust and broken glass!"&lt;br /&gt;~Kurt Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day another dollar.... Pisons lost, they would've won if I was watchin 'em.  Workin until 5am tonight, yippy fuckin skippy.  Yea, I'm a little grumpy, I just woke up.  The only good thing about today is a supposed barbecue at Heather and Jeremy's later (which I have to leave to go to work) and the fact that my class will only be a 20-30 minute lab.  Also, Hookahville is so damn close I can feel the mud between my toes.  After my lab I'm crashing the fuck out.  And if you're wondering why I'm so grumpy, always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a huge difference between waking up and being awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111712319539889059?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111712319539889059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111712319539889059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111712319539889059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111712319539889059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-work-no-play-make-greg-something.html' title='All work no play make Greg... something something'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111703729447249360</id><published>2005-05-25T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:19:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class and Work.  Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00461.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00461.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timmah doin that glowstick shit.  Just reminds me how sweet hookahville will be!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ekoostik Hookah - Good Time (Merry-go-round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Fact of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People photocopying their buttocks are the cause of 23% of all photocopier errors worldwide. ~Thanks Tall Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Greig, I gotta say, you da bomb.  I'm so glad I hired you" ~Celena - Store Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ATTENTION!!!* You MUST click the link in the Top 5 and Newest 5 which is a short film called "More".  It used to be on TV a lot, but they took it off and a friend just sent me the link to the website.  WATCH THE WHOLE THING, it's truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked all last night and it went great, I was kickin' ass.  Everybody kept saying how awesome it was I got hired.  (Sure it's and easy job, but its still cool)  So I started reading Kurt Vonnegut's "Breakfast of Champions" which is an amazing book.  Just yesterday I read 230 pages in it.  (I'm not too far out from finishing it)  According to Vonnegut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The expression "Breakfast of Champtions" is a registered trademark of General Mills, Inc., for use on a breakfast cereal product.  The use of the identical expression as the title for this book is not intended to indicate an association with or sponsorship by General Mills, nor is it intended to disparage their fine products."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh man, this book is so damn funny, I cannot put it down.  My lab was fine yesterday, I was out in 30 mins no problem.  My math class is goin great, its so easy.  My online class is a little more work, but its not all that bad really.  My parents came up and brought all my camping gear, and it's really sinking in how much this weekend is gonna rock.  Whoooooooooooo yea.  The fucking Wailers? Are you kidding me?  HELL YEA!  They took me out to Harpers for a beer (Grove Street Ale) and some food. (their pizza is good)  It was nice to see them again.  Kari came over and borrowed Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, which is an amazing book btw.  Tonight is Danny's birthday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DUDE! Alright, I gotta head to class, then work allllllll fucking night.  And always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with no regrets, because you can't change the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111703729447249360?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111703729447249360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111703729447249360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111703729447249360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111703729447249360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/class-and-work-again.html' title='Class and Work.  Again.'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111695044436970352</id><published>2005-05-24T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T09:00:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class and work... yep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00451.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00451.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Glabecki from Rusted Root playing a solo (acoustic) show at the Temple Club.  This shot was taken during the song "Beautiful People".&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phish - Makisupa Policeman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings will be happier - not when they cure cancer or get to Mars or eliminate racial prejudice or flush Lake Erie but when they find ways to inhabit primitive communities again. That's my utopia.&lt;br /&gt;~Kurt Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Tuesday, another lazy Tuesday.  Although I can't be TOO lazy.  24's 2 hour finale was killer last night (USA won) and the Pistons beat the Heat in game 1 of the series, which was the Heat's first loss in the series.  Aaron took off for Grand Rapids yesterday, so its just me around here right now.  Other than that, I've just got class in 40 minutes and I gotta work tonight from 9 - 3:30 am.  My Dad's bringing out my camping stuff, which is great becasue the weekend is COMIN UP!!!! (slowly)  So yea, I just chilled and played some guitar once everyone left last night, it was great to have some alone time to jam out!  Anyways, I should be running to class.  Do the world a favor and say hello, or at least smile at a complete stranger today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111695044436970352?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111695044436970352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111695044436970352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111695044436970352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111695044436970352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/class-and-work-yep.html' title='Class and work... yep...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111687344428459192</id><published>2005-05-23T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T12:44:17.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY SHANON (Moby) DUKE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00431.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00431.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Katelyn visiting me at the old skool Taco Bell&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00241.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00242.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of the infamous "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back Drinking Game" before picture&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00251.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00252.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of the infamous "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back Drinking Game" after picture&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00331.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00332.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you, with a ticketstub inyo hand!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00291.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00292.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm a little bit taller than you...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00341.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00342.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only known picture of me from "that one time" at Bonnaroo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember hiding under the bleachers during Antibalas / Yonder? This is what we were lookin' at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00301.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00302.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miller and a cigarette, AKA Bonnaroo breakfast&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00311.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's hotter than hell at the 'roo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00321.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fare thee well, Bonnaroo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00231.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00232.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came and got me from State, and we drove to Ypsilanti to chill with Jouel for a bit.  No idea who took the picture though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00361.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00361.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when this picture was taken, but it's CLEARLY in your old car (which I miss)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00401.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00401.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-party two winters ago at State&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00391.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00391.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Shannon was thinking something like "Man, State is ALWAYS fun!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00411.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00411.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunken pose!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00381.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00381.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon with a cute smile, me with big sunglasses and a drunken grin&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00371.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00371.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed you New Years 2005, Shan!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 21st Birthday Shannon!  You made it, FUCK YEA!!!  I hope your summer is going well, I havn't seen u in a while.  I want to get out to Vermont so bad, but my classes (which suck) are 5 days a week.  There is a possibility, however, for the second half of the summer.  (Before u head to Costa Rica)  Thanks for comin' out to State to visit so many times, too bad I didnt snap any pictures.  Yea, I also realized that a lot of these pictures I took suck, but hey, at least we were having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss U Shan, hope all is well in your neck-o-the-woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Big Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111687344428459192?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111687344428459192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111687344428459192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111687344428459192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111687344428459192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-21st-birthday-shanon-moby-duke.html' title='HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY SHANON (Moby) DUKE!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111677672148592494</id><published>2005-05-22T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T08:45:21.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a workin' man</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00221.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00221.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi, shakin' his ass!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come&lt;br /&gt;And I believe it could be, something good has begun"&lt;br /&gt;~Cat Stevens - Peace Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusted Root - Lost in a Crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a pretty awesome day, between the sunny weather, the East Lansing Art Festival, and a good round of Frisbee golf at the Ledges (all before work) I would say it was a pretty successful day.  I worked 10 - 3:30am and I must say, the drunk people kept me entertained most of my shift.  The people I work with seem real cool, my Shift Manager Olivia was real cool, hooking up the free food very nicely.  Today is a dreary day outside, rainy and dull.  I don't know what I'm doing today, but I DO know that Hookahville is coming up, as the countdown shows.  Other than that, I leave you with this piece of advice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never live your life with regrets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111677672148592494?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111677672148592494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111677672148592494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111677672148592494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111677672148592494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-workin-man.html' title='I&apos;m a workin&apos; man'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111669017803394035</id><published>2005-05-21T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:20:12.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck studying in Ukraine, Brendan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00091.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure this was either really late at night or really early in the morning.  There's that caution tape above his head I was talking about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00033.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan after Smatt gave him a black eye during a late night drunken Skankin' Session to some Ska music. (His right eye)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00181.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00181.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan, you've got the crazy eye&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00191.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00191.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Yawk in da house, so watch out bitches!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0016.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00161.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me showing Brendan how to get into the Stadium after hours.  This is also the first night we went out partying and that's the caution tape that stayed on our loft for a good 6 months&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0017.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with the first party of the year, and Brendan throwin out the SUCK IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00041.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00041.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan: Beer Pongin, Ghetto Blastin, Thuggish-Ruggish Straight Gangsta' Shit&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00143.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me now? Good! (I know, lame caption, but it works)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00132.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00132.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan, Smatt, Julie, and unknown set of arms (until next pic)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00101.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan, Kai, Smatt, and Julie all killin some Icehouse on the way to a party.  Damn Brendan, you look fucking happy there man!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00111.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00112.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double middle fingers, and some poker on the TV.  I think that bottle of Captain's in the background had something to do with this pose also.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00151.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00151.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da boys&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00082.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that wolf man gave me the finger. Oh wait, it's Brendan.  You can tell by the hoodie (which he wears every day)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00122.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00122.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you tree hugger, get a real jaaaaeeeeooorrrbbb, hippie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00061.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00061.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! There's TWO of them!  Well there's one of me, a-deleted Come baack Ali, Come back Ali's Seeester! (NOTE: Not really Ali's Seester)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00052.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls at the same time, Brendan?  Cuz you're a mother fuckin P-I-M-P, B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-UNIIIIIT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0007.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0007.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan's face after a sip of Icehousse. (Not really, but its close)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00023.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Matt, Amanda, and Brendan.  This was just sort of a random assortment of people, so I had to throw it in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Brendan,&lt;br /&gt;From the whole fucking crew man, I hope you have a kick ass time in the Ukraine buddy, returning to de homeland!  I know you'll have a ton of fun, be safe and don't do anything I wouldn't do!  Since the first day I moved into the dorms and met you, you've been like a brother to all of us man.  You (almost) never get pissed (even during a killer guitar solo in Brendan is my Friendan at 4:30am)  and you're always helping everybody else out, PLUS you took me to my first (and only) Pistons game, which was a kick ass time dude.  So from the whole motha fucking crew, have fun and be safe, and you'd better give me a ring when u return, playa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just remember when you greet me and you see me if you reeeeeeal my nigga you know how to holla' G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111669017803394035?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111669017803394035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111669017803394035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111669017803394035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111669017803394035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-luck-studying-in-ukraine-brendan.html' title='Good luck studying in Ukraine, Brendan'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111662504547070796</id><published>2005-05-20T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T15:00:11.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vodka fruit is fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture Set - Vodka Fruit Party&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00081.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00081.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres the crew and the vodka watermelon&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0015.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0015.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the vodka melon and there's Scar Matts hand feeding Tommy D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody having fun&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00121.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00121.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little hack perhaps? (Just above my head)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00111.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scar Matt hackin' the cottege cheese cup hack&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0019.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0019.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00131.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00131.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike a pose!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00201.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00201.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our "hacky sack" at the end of the night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us have peace"&lt;br /&gt;~Ulysses Simpson Grant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widespread Panic - Ride Me High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I got a 4. on my test today, so THATS a releif!  It's a beautiful, sunny day outside finally, and the sunshine is much needed.  So yesterday was all around a kick ass day.  My lab took no time at all (I got out in 15 minutes) and got some homework done after that.  I got a lot further in Da Vinci Code, I'm to the point where I can't put it down, no matter how hard I try.  (It's staring at me right now)  At around 6, Me Christine and Jim went to see STAR WARS EPISODE III: REVENGE OF THE SITH and I cannot possibly explain the sweetness of that movie.  It stands right up there with the original three.  Anywho, after the movie, we watched the Pistons finish off the Pacers, which was not an easy game for us to win.  Fucking Reggie Miller (You know, Smeigel from Lord of the Rings) was sinking mad 3's and we were down most of the game.  BUT we were victorious in the end!  Aaron, Eileen, Scar Matt, and Christine rolled over to chill and watch the game, and afterwards Scar Matt told us his roomate, Tommy D, cut up some watermelons, hollowed them out, and filled them with fruit, juice, and vodka last night, letting the fruit soak in the goodness.  Now I'm not a bit liquor guy, but (once adding a little more juice) the fruit tasted great!  They were grilling up some grub also, thanks again guys, kick ass get together.  By the end of the night, I was a little more innebriated than previously expected, but I was up in decent time this morning to get some studying in for my test.  It was a chill night, maybe 10 of us total or so.  They also hooked up this crazy pool table-like thing in their room which was a little tough, but fun.  There was definetly some Mortal Kombat being intensly played for a while. (and it was the girls who were so into it, I got my ass kicked by one of them!) Oh yea, and we all got hammered and started playing hacky sack with a cottege cheese cup, which worked surprizingly well.  We tried making a hack out of masking tape and stuff, but it was not as cool. We probrably played hack for a good half hour before the cup was destroyed, and by that time, I was ready to hit the hay.  So my friends, I leave you with this piece of advice; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, take care of your shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111662504547070796?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111662504547070796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111662504547070796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111662504547070796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111662504547070796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/vodka-fruit-is-fun.html' title='Vodka fruit is fun!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111651369008130692</id><published>2005-05-19T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:52:23.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0009.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0009.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's see how many I can get.  From the left, random chick, Tall Paul, Andrew, Mike, somebody behind Mike, Phil in the back, Ben making a weird face, me with the hood on, Smatt sippin the foam off a beer, and somebody behind Smatt's orange hat. (Perhaps that's Dan's mushroom hair?) There's some things (like going to a party with 20 people) I sometimes miss about freshman year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life isn't measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away" &lt;br /&gt;~Dalai Lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysterhead - Birthday Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY STAR WARS DAY EVERYBODY!!!!!  Yaaaaay!  I feel like when I was a little kid and Jedi came out!  (I know, I'm a Star Wars geek)  SOOOOOOO class yesterday just made me frustrated.  I mean come on, why can't my Math teachers at this University EVER speak English?  She spelled calculator culcletr.  WHAT THE HELL IS THAT???  I mean, she's really nice and helps us when we stay after class, but its still frustrating.  What's really weird is that she looks JUST like an Asian copy of my cousin, Janelle. (If you're reading this, hello!)  I was shocked when she started teaching, I was like "Whoa, it's Asian Janelle!"  Anyways, last night was relaxing, we just chilled and watched Back to the Future III.  Got a good sleep, now I'm up about to do some homework before class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock &amp; F'n Roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111651369008130692?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111651369008130692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111651369008130692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111651369008130692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111651369008130692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/picture-of-day-okay-lets-see-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111643235199579577</id><published>2005-05-18T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T09:07:40.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy summer night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0006.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0006.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coney the Cone was my roomate once Drunk Matt left and hasnt gotten proper respect on Hippy Monkey.  That's megan playing Nintendo 64 in the background.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And we like to drink our beer from a &lt;a  style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=24&amp;k=mason%20jar" onmouseover="window.status='mason jar'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;"&gt;mason jar&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;But hmmm hmmm hmmmm hmmm hmm  I love this bar."&lt;br /&gt;~Guilty Pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - Strangersd in the Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was very chill, although right when my finger stopped hurting, BAM, it hurts again.  Either way, my 2 hour lab took 15 mins!!!  So I got out of there and just sat by the river and wrote for a while.  The apartment was so empty, I avoided it at all costs.  Came back for a bit and ran up to FBC and the grocery store.  I cooked up a nice dinner for Kari as a thanks for the ride she gave me on Monday, it was a fun dinner.  She had NEVER hugged a tree before, so I told her to give it a shot, and now she's an official tree hugger.  Also, there was like a million racoons out on campus last night, it was a little freaky because they kept coming out and looking at us then running back in the trees.  The PISTONS kicked some ass, that's what I'm talkin about boys!  Oh yea, and I saw this DVD of this French dude who makes music videos, and they were so cool! He made Daft Punk - Around The World and some really really cool chemical brothers videos, it was nuts, but tough to explain.  And I just remembered STAR WARS!!!!!!!!!  Anyways, I'm being lazy, I should get ready for class.  Peace and love, all you tree huggers out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111643235199579577?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111643235199579577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111643235199579577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111643235199579577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111643235199579577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/lazy-summer-night.html' title='Lazy summer night...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111634177183599132</id><published>2005-05-17T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T08:09:07.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My finger hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0005.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00051.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be one of the best pictures ever, Flaming Ivan with the broken sunglasses he found.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe it &lt;i&gt;meant something.&lt;/i&gt; Maybe not, in the long run... but no explination, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world.  Whatever it meant..."&lt;br /&gt;~Hunter S. Thompson - Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilated Peoples - This Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a great, chill night.  24 was a little dissapointing, but next week is a special TWO HOUR season finale.  Christine, Heather, and J-dogg came over and we all watched Episode II. (Again)  Classes went fine yesterday, although I don't want to go already.  Aaron rolled out yesterday for a couple days, so its been real quiet around here, but Christine and Heather have been around keeping me company.  FURTHERMORE, I was playing guitar and my left hand's index finger top nuckle started KILLING ME for no reason.  Typing really sucks with only nine fingers, so I'm gonna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peace, love, and Guacamole." ~Shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111634177183599132?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111634177183599132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111634177183599132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111634177183599132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111634177183599132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-finger-hurts.html' title='My finger hurts...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111625936026881493</id><published>2005-05-16T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T09:02:40.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of classes already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00032.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good roomate will stack chairs on you when you pass out on the couch. (Sorry Drunk Matt)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cant buy what I want because it’s free"&lt;br /&gt;~Pearl Jam - Corduroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phish - Sparkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So classes are starting (blah) but it's been a good few days.  The past few days, Aaron, Eileen. Heather, Jeremy, Drunk Matt, Smatt, and Christine have all been over chillin' and it has been a very chill time indeed.  Watched the Life Aquatic when Smatt came over, which was an AWESOME movie.  Also, we went disc golfing yesterday at the ledges before the Pistons game, which was a KILLER game! I got up at 7 for TB orientation and Kari was kind enough to offer a ride. (Thanks again!) That lasted ALL morning, and now I'm out, ready to hit class.  Peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111625936026881493?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111625936026881493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111625936026881493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111625936026881493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111625936026881493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-day-of-classes-already.html' title='First day of classes already?'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111618755654682949</id><published>2005-05-15T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T13:49:38.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to Chris "Count Spankulous" Neuvin Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday ChrisT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Taylor: Undercover Agent&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00341.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris' last Phish show ever, and he missed the entrance&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00331.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dude on the left MUST be cool. Blood Sledge Electic Death Chickens shirt, and he balances his beer in his arm while opening a string cheese packet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0030.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00301.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the "try not to bust out laughing" look on Chris' face&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0028.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00281.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take the drunk pictures, you need to assume they'll make it on the internet&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0029.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00291.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evil eye&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Chris.  I'm glad I got to see you and Alexa for Dad's birthday and wish I could see you for your birthday.  Playing disc golf in the yard is always a good time, and some day we'll beat the double albatros with a hole in one on a par 6.  Things in EL are good, classes are starting tomorrow so I'm taking it easy after the Pistons game, definetly checking out Family Guy.  I hope you and Geoff have a good time at the Star Wars premeir, dress up like a Jedi for me.  Have a good birthday and I'll see you soon, Brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111618755654682949?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111618755654682949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111618755654682949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111618755654682949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111618755654682949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday-to-chris-count.html' title='Happy birthday to Chris &quot;Count Spankulous&quot; Neuvin Taylor'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111608510372389957</id><published>2005-05-14T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T09:09:47.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have fun studying abroad in London!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0023.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00231.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakin the law!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0022.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie, Liz, Amy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0027.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00272.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, halloween last year&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and Julie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0025.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00251.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, her very first beer bong. Oh and look, she doesn't want a picture taken!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smatt, Greg, Amy, Lewis&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0020.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smatt, Greg, Amy, Lewis&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0013.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0013.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roomys&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00241.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big group of people wth random metal kid on the left&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice glasses&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and be safe studying abroad in London Amy!  I know it will be a kick ass time, I'll miss u, and see you when u get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Hit me up with dates of people studying abroad and I'll do a little tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111608510372389957?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111608510372389957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111608510372389957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111608510372389957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111608510372389957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/have-fun-studying-abroad-in-london.html' title='Have fun studying abroad in London!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111601485243106562</id><published>2005-05-13T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:28:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0008.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0008.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seargent Pepper's Paul McCarthy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die."&lt;br /&gt;~Hunter S. Thompson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Floyd - Atom Heart Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I bring back the long hair?&lt;br /&gt;64 % for Yes&lt;br /&gt;24 % for No&lt;br /&gt;11 % for You had long hair?&lt;br /&gt;45 total votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No promises about growing my hair out again, but you never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111601485243106562?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111601485243106562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111601485243106562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111601485243106562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111601485243106562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/lazy-daze.html' title='Lazy daze'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111591604966217551</id><published>2005-05-12T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:48:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longest game of pool ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0004.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look at that homeless dude.  Wait a minute, that's Smatt!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On a raging river&lt;br /&gt;Be one with the flow&lt;br /&gt;Invigorate your soul."&lt;br /&gt;~Ekoostik Hookah - Raging River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Lips - Yoshimi vs. The Pink Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pistons, you cut me deep. Me, Heather and Jeremy hit the Riv and met up with two of Heather's friends,  Jessica and Necia.  Later, D Matt, Tall Paul and Ben came out to the Riv and Sarah from freshman year gave D Matt free drinks (because she wants to have 10,000 of his babies)  We chilled for the first half of the Pistons game then walked over to B-dubs for the remainder of the game and once again, I did not win the jersey.  (MY DAY WILL COME!)  Killed a couple dollar PBRs and we picked up drinks and Me, Heather, Jeremy, Jessica and Necia headed to my apartment.  We did some Konga, had a Mario Party, and eventually ended up playing pool in the basement, but at that point, Heather was passed out.  Our first game was straight pool, (glad Necia was on my team) but the second game was a round of cut throat and took FOREVER! We finished around 3:30 or 4, it was late night.  After that I just crashed out, I was exausted.  Today seems to be a nicer day than yesterday, I'm just chillin here for the moment, there was talk of a bucket later with everyone, so hopefully we'll be chillin later.  Other than that, I hope Aaron and Eileen had a killer time at the Trey Anastasio Band concert in Ohio yesterday, I'm sure he put on an amazing show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111591604966217551?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111591604966217551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111591604966217551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111591604966217551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111591604966217551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/longest-game-of-pool-ever.html' title='Longest game of pool ever'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111583052868760905</id><published>2005-05-11T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T09:55:28.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the EL</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am just that agile... (Another 40's night pic)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As sure as the sun will shine&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my share of what's mine&lt;br /&gt;And then the harder they come, the harder they fall"&lt;br /&gt;~Jimmy Cliff - The Harder They Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie Wonder - Superstition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN EL!! My Dad's birthday was sweet, we got a great dinner at Stillwater in Brighton.  It was cool being home for a bit, but it's cool being back in EL too.  Hit me up if you're in Spartan Country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111583052868760905?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111583052868760905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111583052868760905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111583052868760905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111583052868760905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-in-el.html' title='Back in the EL'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111574612934097514</id><published>2005-05-10T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:29:23.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still at home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Greg%20Skyline.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Greg%20Skyline.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in front of the Chesapeak Bay Bridge with my brother Chris behind the camera on 0ur way to the Hampton to see Phish&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brian, there's a message in my Alpha Bits, it says OOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;"Peter, those are Cheerios"&lt;br /&gt;~Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Buckley - Alleluia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home for today, it's my dads Birthday and we're gonna take him out to dinner.  Did a lot of work around the house yesterday, just kind of helping out.  Anyways, I should be back around tomorrow afternoonish, so hit me up if you're in the EL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111574612934097514?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111574612934097514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111574612934097514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111574612934097514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111574612934097514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/still-at-home.html' title='Still at home...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111566324760690092</id><published>2005-05-09T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T11:28:07.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Same as it ever was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/GregHampton.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/GregHampton.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours before my first Phish show, and you KNOW where that is...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home, home again&lt;br /&gt;I like to be here when I can&lt;br /&gt;When I come home cold and tired&lt;br /&gt;It's good to warm my bones beside the fire."&lt;br /&gt;~Pink Floyd - Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phish - Mexican Cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Mother's day was great, I got to spend the day with my parents and my brother Chris, just kind of chillin' out.  Dinner kicked ass, a big steak and potatoes off the grill.  Chris and I did some frisbee, always fun, and we got to sit on the back deck just talking for a while with my parents.  It's been a while since I've been home, and it's great to see everybody, but I really need to get up to school and start working.  This is the week before classes start and I need to be saving money for next year.  However, tomorrow is my Dad's birthday, so I'll stay up for that and then head up to school at some point after that.  So yea, today I just cut the lawn and did some reading, taking it easy.  Family Guy was awesome yesterday, good episode.  Other than that, check out the David Byrne dance in the 5 Newest section, I dunno why it cracks me up so much, but I like it a lot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111566324760690092?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111566324760690092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111566324760690092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111566324760690092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111566324760690092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/same-as-it-ever-was.html' title='Same as it ever was...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111556144033073605</id><published>2005-05-08T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T07:41:56.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End Of The Year Blowout Shindig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0093.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0093.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these guys know how to party&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0092.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0092.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Aaron, you are the height of just too muchery&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0097.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0097.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn adding more wood to the fire... Seductively&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0090.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0090.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beloved bon fire, this pretty much sums up the night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0099.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0099.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT is one happy dude!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0100.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0100.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How... suggestive&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0098.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0098.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Deux Est Tres Bellige&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0095.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0095.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, the graduate, passed out with his lover&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im out of food and its time to go home"&lt;br /&gt;~The Takallian Stallion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sublime - Summertime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, last night was a great final hoora! Me, Aaron, and Christine met Ryan II (jk) on the way and we walked pretty damn far to Virginia street.  Went to Shawns place to find out Shawn wasn't there, but we chilled on the keg and she shortly returned. Christine came all the way to East Lansing from home to party, glad you came out Christine! It was a nice, small party with a kick ass bon fire and three or four graduates partying like their Freshman one last time.  When we got back, we were too lit up to play beer pong for real, so we played pong with water in the cups.  I know that sounds insane, but we were a little tipsy to say the least, and it was about 3:30 am, so beer stortes were closed,  Anyways, congrats to all the grads (Ryan) you made it!   TO DRUNK MATT: Happy birthday dude, you made it to 21 with no MIPs, good work.  Wish I could've gone out last night, but we'll be chillin' this summer for sure.  I'm heading home for a day or two, but I shall return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111556144033073605?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111556144033073605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111556144033073605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111556144033073605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111556144033073605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-year-blowout-shindig.html' title='End Of The Year Blowout Shindig'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111548064909338369</id><published>2005-05-07T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T08:44:09.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Je suis tres bellige</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0088.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0088.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to rock any harder?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dude, Burt Renolds never did futuristic movies"&lt;br /&gt;~Scar Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ween - Roses Are Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, chill ass party last night, thanks Matt.  Smatt was out for last night, but took off for home this morning.  Ryan's graduating today, congrats by the way.  I'm heading home tomorrow for a bit, then returning and starting classes (blah!) on the 16th.  So Smatt and Scar Matt stole this huge beer pong table from across the street or something like that, I remember seeing them running across the street like "come help out".  It was the first party I've been to with just bottles, tons of bottled beer.  It was mostly Killians, but also a bit of Rolling Rock and Coors.  I did one game of beer pong with Heather, and man did I suck.  Started hot and ended up just sucking, bummer.  TO DRUNK MATT: Happy almost 21st man, hopefully we'll be chillin at midnight, although ive been avoiding the bars latelt.  Anyways, hope everyone's summer is getting off to a good start.  Be safe, have fun, and don't forget to come visit State once in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111548064909338369?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111548064909338369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111548064909338369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111548064909338369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111548064909338369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/je-suis-tres-bellige.html' title='Je suis tres bellige'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111540164701267806</id><published>2005-05-06T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:47:27.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0087.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0087.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cut through the library to get home from a party and grabbed some TP for the dorm room.  The TP didn't make it back to the dorm...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The decision to flee came suddenly. Or maybe not. Maybe I'd planned it all along - subconsciously waiting for the right moment."&lt;br /&gt;~Hunter S. Thompson - Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OAR - Hangover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO last night was killer wicked sweet party.  Lil' Mike was BOMBED, haha, he threw a chair at me!  He fell in the tiki torch!  He ripped the fence out of the ground! He threw the post like a harpoon at the neighbors house!  Hahaha, good times.  It was a good time, I had a lot of fun.  So yea, I'm all done with exams, like pretty much everybody else.  However, I am staying up HERE this summer, so ya better hit me up if you're a fellow East Lansing-er.  Sorry about no post yesterday, with no mouse and an exam to study for, I just didn't have the time.  HOWEVER, stay tuned to hippy monkey throughout the summer because many more pictures will be put up and many more quotes will be quoted and many more songs will be those of the day.  Did that make sense?  Anyways, everybody have a KICK ASS SUMMER and don't forget to call your mothers on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111540164701267806?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111540164701267806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111540164701267806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111540164701267806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111540164701267806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/done.html' title='DONE'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111530049487523200</id><published>2005-05-05T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T06:41:35.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00561.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00561.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Bonnaroo pic, sorry I don't have time to do a post right now, check back later today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111530049487523200?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111530049487523200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111530049487523200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111530049487523200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111530049487523200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/random-bonnaroo-pic-sorry-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111522550651242344</id><published>2005-05-04T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T09:51:46.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you East Lansing</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0086.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0086.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic East Lansing sunrise, as seen from the top of the hampster cage. What better time for an Epiphany?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, good luck exploring the infinite abyss."&lt;br /&gt;~Garden State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat Stevens - Hard Headed Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to say right now.  Uhm.... Last exam tomorrow. Summer should be nice.  Also, I finally learned how to make a hemp necklass.  Other than that, I was at the library for most of yesterday.  Pistons won! WHOOP WHOOP!  That was sweet.  Yea, that's been about it.  Just want to say thanks to all my friens who have been SO amazing the last few weeks, it means a lot and really helps me out.  Hope everyone kicks finals' ass and has an awesome summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111522550651242344?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111522550651242344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111522550651242344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111522550651242344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111522550651242344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-love-you-east-lansing.html' title='I love you East Lansing'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111513310938351982</id><published>2005-05-03T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T08:20:53.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouseless</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic00761.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic00761.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smatt with the Tall Can, me with the elf hat, and D Matt rockin' out last year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was just a child then, now I'm only a man."&lt;br /&gt;~Pink Floyd - Your Possible Pasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking Heads - Warning Signs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I just tried to post this and lost the whole thing, so lets try this again.  My mouse is dead, so doing anything online takes forever.  First off THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CHECKS HIPPY MONKEY DAILY AND SENDS THE LINKS TO THEIR FRIENDS!!! This is encouraged, as hippy monkey is a place for a little mindless daily entertainment. Not only was yesterday a record with 85 hits, but 54 of them were first time visitors!  Furthermore, Hippy Monkey has recently expanded 2000 minds, so thank you all.  Now with the ramble; I did very well on my exam yesterday, and now I am about ready to take this RD 324 exam.  24 was absolutely nuts yesterday, laugh out loud nuts.  Jack pulled the guy that saved his life out of surgery, who is married to the chick he's seeing, which killed the guy in order to save Lee, a terrorist who knows where Habib Maruan is with the nuclear warhead.  Just entirely too much.  Got some studying done, roamed around town for a bit with Kari, grabbed some cheap dinner, and got some Mario Party in too!  Today I'm heading to the library for EVER then meeting up with Selena about my summer (BS) job.  After that, DEEEEETROIT BAAAAAAASKETBALLLL!!!!! followed by, most likely, more studying.  If you need me today, I'm on floor 3, east side in the cubbies you hit if you walk straight out the elevator until you hit the wall.  Anyways, GOOD LUCK WITH EXAMS EVERYONE!!!!! Remember, we're almost done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111513310938351982?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111513310938351982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111513310938351982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111513310938351982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111513310938351982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/mouseless.html' title='Mouseless'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111504292942498497</id><published>2005-05-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T09:09:02.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A real tear jerker of a night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens"&lt;br /&gt;~Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radioihead - True Love Waits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Just got more tear gas pictures, enjoy.  Finished one of my two exams and did well, so I'm pretty set for the week.  Enjoy the pictures and check out the new Strong Bad E-mail. (Cartoon of the Week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tear gas pictures&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/recovery.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/recovery.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure this conversation went something like "Oh, so that's what tear gas feels like. How cashed are my eyes?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/wegotteargassed.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/wegotteargassed.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEARGAS US AND WE'LL JUST PARTY HARDER!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/thefonze.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/thefonze.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a riot at Michigan State!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/mcdonalds.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/mcdonalds.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's goes up in smoke&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/hahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/hahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, let's tear gas McDonald's!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/teargas.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/teargas1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a big mac so bad, but I just don't think it's worth it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/teargas2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/teargas2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! Run inside!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/teargashurts.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/teargashurts.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little ironic that I was right by that sign when a canister landed about 5 feet in front of me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/tbone.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/tbone.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T Bone with the Helmet on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/policemen.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/policemen.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure they look nice, until they throw one of those canisters right in front of you for no reason!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/bomb.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/bomb.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, pretty fireworks.  Wait a sec, my eyes hurt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/blurredcops.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/blurredcops.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night through the eyes of Greg&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/arrest.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/arrest.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people got arrested in front of McDonalds&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the pictures of the most rediculous night ever.  Kashell, sorry I spelled your name wrong.  In closing, best 5 weeks of my life bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111504292942498497?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111504292942498497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111504292942498497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111504292942498497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111504292942498497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/real-tear-jerker-of-night.html' title='A real tear jerker of a night.'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111496188062122275</id><published>2005-05-01T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:06:49.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Eileen</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day - The Mohawk Sessions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0084.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0084.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 2 lookin' hardcore with the mohawk, but I'm not sure how metal the Halley Selasse Rastafari shirt is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0085.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0085.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear the mohawk&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what she said"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Lips - Do You Realize?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AIM Survey Results&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best rock ballad ever is&lt;br /&gt;30 % for Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen&lt;br /&gt;30 % for Stairway to Heaven - Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;18 % for Freebird - Skynrd&lt;br /&gt;16 % for You Enjoy Myself - Phish&lt;br /&gt;4 % for Hurricane - Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;43 total votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Stairway and Bohemian are equally awesome rock ballads.  Bohemian dominated the whole time, but we got a lot of Stairway votes at the end.  This weeks survey is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I bring back the long hair?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;You had long hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night I was too tired to go out, so we stayed in and played Mario Party.  Drunk Matt, Matt (Jason's Lil Brudder) Christine, Mike, Heather, and J-dog rolled out and DRUNK MATT BEAT ME AT MARIO PARTY! (Ya bastard)  Rocked on some Mario Kart and some Konga.  Yea, this campus was fucking DEAD, I bet the only party was at the library, and I would rather avoid that place, even though that's where I'm heading right now.  NEW FAMILY GUY on tonight for you unlucky bastards who missed the leak online, so DONT MISS IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111496188062122275?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111496188062122275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111496188062122275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111496188062122275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111496188062122275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday-eileen.html' title='Happy Birthday Eileen'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111490586840522527</id><published>2005-04-30T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:15:03.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ Pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01730.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01730.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 2 is looking at the camera persons crotch, Aaron and Eileen cute as always, Heather looks a little caught off guard, and DX in the back says suck it&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01733.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01733.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and Smatt moments before a major make out session&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01738.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01738.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two major babes moments before a major make out session&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01742.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01742.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather wants head, Ryan 2 in his standard "whats up" pose, Greg with the metal, Aaron with the (almost cliche) peace sign&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01766.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01766.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari, Smatt, and Eddie Vedder&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01741.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01741.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!! Everyone just LOVIN' the BBQ&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01755.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01755.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me some metal and say HEY!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01697.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01697.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, remember when the spirit of Satan took over Brendan and he tried to kill Cashell?  Me neither, but here's a picture of it anyways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01736.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01736.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuce on the left with Brendan throwing up some crazy gang sign.  (V A?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01747.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01747.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smatt keg stand&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01749.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01749.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 1 keg stand&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01748.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01748.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 2 keg stand&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01752.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01752.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, goofy ass Deuce keg stand, that old chestnut&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01740.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01740.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roomate of the present meets roomate OF THE PAST!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc017451.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc017451.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 2 with a "I'm so cool, I don't need to open my eyes" look, Mike with a "Whoop whoop" hand gesture, Brendan with the Nixon double peace, Ryan 1 with a nice smile, and Jess fighting with all her will power to not hop on Ryan 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc017461.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc017461.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan 2, Mike, Jess, and Jess' Cream Dream&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01739.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01739.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You guys are my best friends, through thick and thin, we'll always be together" ~Cartman&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01735.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01735.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smatt looking a little unsure about the person taking the picture and Joe just doesn't care&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01760.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01760.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THESE guys know how to PARTY!! (Is that Jaws from James Bond on the right?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Dsc01765.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Dsc01765.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaws passed out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111490586840522527?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111490586840522527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111490586840522527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111490586840522527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111490586840522527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/bbq-pictures.html' title='BBQ Pictures!!!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111488562807813847</id><published>2005-04-30T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T11:39:18.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0077.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0077.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most intense game of beer pong ever played.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hopefully this is a temporary picture of the day and I'll get some of last night's pictures up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will Seize fate by the throat"&lt;br /&gt;~Beethoven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-Unit - Gangsta Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was a fun ass BBQ at Smatty and Brendans place.  Good burgers and dogs, beer pong, good friends, and everybody got along nicely.  We did decent at beer pong, sorry u got sick heather.  Everyone was there.  Brendan, Smatt, Aaron, Eileen, Heather, Jeremy, Ryan, Jess, Deuce, Kari and her roomate, Chris, Cashell, Leslie, Joe, Reikel, and a bunch of other people i can't remember names for.  We got some hacky sack in and watched the Pisons.  It was a kick ass party, do it again Smatt and Brendan and Cashell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111488562807813847?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111488562807813847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111488562807813847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111488562807813847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111488562807813847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111480137075082129</id><published>2005-04-29T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T12:04:16.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghetto night</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Pictures of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0082.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta'&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0083.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0083.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-one 40's consumed in our apartment last night&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people think nature is their friend, then they sure don't need an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;~Kurt Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYG - Life Goes On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ghetto night last night was pretty nuts.  Aaron, Eileen, Ryan, Brendan, Smatt, Cashell, Leslie, Christine, Tall Paul, Ben, Jeremy, Miggs, Weezy, Jordan, Megan, Jamie, and two dudes I was too drunk to remember their names rolled over, and we drank 40's, ate chicken, watches Bad Wives a bit, blasted that ghetto shit, and got rowdy.  By the end of the night, there was at least two puking incidents and people were all pretty gone.  Soooooo yea, ghetto night was ghetto.  No beer, just malt.  Today was sweet, went to a park for Arbor day and helped set up tents for a tree planting day with a bunch of Lansing elementary school children.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Arbor day, hug a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111480137075082129?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111480137075082129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111480137075082129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111480137075082129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111480137075082129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/ghetto-night.html' title='Ghetto night'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111470447712537660</id><published>2005-04-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T09:12:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smatt's feeling a little blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0072.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0072.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Smatt, why so blue?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.&lt;br /&gt;~George Bernard Shaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doc Watson Family - Fish in the Mill Pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much to ramble on about today.  Good turnout for aqua teen at b-dubs, it was Me, Aaron, Smatt, Brendan, Cashell, Jeremy, Christine, and Ryan.  Saw Tall Paul chillin, he was there watching da bulls.  Gonna do some studying for my Monday exam and go to my (single) class of the day and thats about all I've got going on tonight.  Oh yea, last night we stayed up playing Super Mario Bros. 3 on Super Nintendo and got SO close to beating it.  However, once 4:30 rolled by, it was time to stop playing.  Fucking noon again, I'd better move my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111470447712537660?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111470447712537660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111470447712537660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111470447712537660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111470447712537660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/smatts-feeling-little-blue.html' title='Smatt&apos;s feeling a little blue'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111467940824281074</id><published>2005-04-28T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T02:10:08.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5am quote</title><content type='html'>"This morning, I woke up&lt;br /&gt;Feeling brand new and I jumped up&lt;br /&gt;Feeling my highs, and my lows&lt;br /&gt;In my soul, and my goals&lt;br /&gt;Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin&lt;br /&gt;And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons&lt;br /&gt;Just to get (by), just to get (by)"&lt;br /&gt;~Talib Kweli - Get By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It's 5am in the morning, and often at times like this I think Talib offers some good advice.... : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right?!?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111467940824281074?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111467940824281074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111467940824281074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111467940824281074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111467940824281074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/5am-quote.html' title='5am quote'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111463961667477221</id><published>2005-04-27T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:06:56.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/DMattGregCrunk.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/DMattGregCrunk.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this topped that last picture, had to put it up&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111463961667477221?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111463961667477221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111463961667477221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111463961667477221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111463961667477221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay-this-topped-that-last-picture-had.html' title=''/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111461991294869131</id><published>2005-04-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:09:41.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0070.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0070.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that damn hippy on the right!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is what happens, when you're busy making plans."&lt;br /&gt;~John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alabama - Mountain Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my daily ramble.  I know exams totally suck and everything, but look on the bright side, its already Wednesday and you're almost done.  I finished up my 10 page paper yesterday, so im pretty much done.  All I have to do is go to my reggae class for extra credit. (I know, its a tough life)  Last night was cool, killed some Shlitz with some good friends and just chilled out.  TONIGHT at 8 at Buffallo Wild Wings, adult swim is coming, and there will be free stuff.  So if you feel up to it, COME AWN OUT!  Other than that, Burgerama tomorrow followed by a party at Smatt and Brendan's Friday. (right?)  Anyways, I updated the 5 newest, nothing too spectacular though.  New Marzipan answering machine is funny, especially the 1st message and the 4th.  Well, I'd better get movin.&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111461991294869131?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111461991294869131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111461991294869131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111461991294869131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111461991294869131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111453235519040021</id><published>2005-04-26T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T09:19:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two of Hell Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0069.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0069.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIm, Smatt, Elaine, Christine and Me all looking very goofy.  Notice Coney the Cone in the background.  Oh Freshman year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unremarkable how this works.  Fucking out of sight.  So fucking far out that the hubble can’t see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yonder Mountain String Band - At the End of the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You everyone, Ive got another exam tonight, but Im pretty ready because I studied up.  Whats gonna kill me is this 10 page paper due tomorrow morning. Urgh, this week totally blows.  Anyways, I'd better get some coffee in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111453235519040021?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111453235519040021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111453235519040021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111453235519040021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111453235519040021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-two-of-hell-week.html' title='Day Two of Hell Week'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111444104812592088</id><published>2005-04-25T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:01:02.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday of Hell Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0068.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0068.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Smatt drinking at.... Wells?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If it like rains really hard this week we're gonna go outside and play hacky, then at least i can blame my bad skills on the rain." ~Kari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beck - Nitemare Hippy Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy's first new episode has leaked, directions for downloading it below.  So it turns out I only have 2 exams and 3 papers due this week, which is still a lot, but not as much as I originally expected.  Got a good sleep last night and I'm all ready to hit up this Rastafarianism and dub poetry quiz coming up. Anyways, all that snow melted, its still cold but somewhat sunny outside.  Hopefully it will be like 75 later this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~GT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111444104812592088?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111444104812592088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111444104812592088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111444104812592088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111444104812592088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/monday-of-hell-week.html' title='Monday of Hell Week'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111438925103632675</id><published>2005-04-24T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:34:11.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY GUY LEAK!</title><content type='html'>The first new episode of Family Guy, entitled "North By North Quahog" has been leaked.  To download it, you will first need to download a program called torrent tornado, which downloads large files from a link in bit torrent format.  Download it at the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://download.bittornado.com/download/BitTornado-0.3.7-w32install.exe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: if the above direct link didn't work, go to http://bittornado.com/download.html and download one of those "mirror" links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to click on the .exe file you just installed and install the program.  Once Bit Tornado is installed, click this link to start downloading Family Guy DVD screening (The new episode)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://torrentspy.com/download.asp?id=258648&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it download and enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111438925103632675?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111438925103632675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111438925103632675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111438925103632675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111438925103632675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/family-guy-leak.html' title='FAMILY GUY LEAK!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111436529122956858</id><published>2005-04-24T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:57:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First 40's night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/Pic0067.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/Pic0067.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 40's night ever, Febuary 3rd 2003, Timmah with the 40 on his head and me with my method of chugging a 40. (Feet on the wall, tip the bottom to the ceiling)  I still sometimes wonder where my other sock went...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This world is cold, but just know your not alone"&lt;br /&gt;~Home Grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government Mule - Soulshine (Acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~In case you were wondering, this week TOTALLY sucks. 3 exams and 3 papers, ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111436529122956858?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111436529122956858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111436529122956858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111436529122956858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111436529122956858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-40s-night.html' title='First 40&apos;s night...'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111431440398430074</id><published>2005-04-23T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:28:03.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's got my Detroit Pistons?</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/640/DeadMouse.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/149/4435/200/DeadMouse.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall Paul taped the dead mouse he threw at Ben over their keyhole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's got my Detroit Pistons?"&lt;br /&gt;~Me trying to find the score out at Bonnaroo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny Wailer ~ Rastaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;            &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a sweet day.  Last night was a crazy late night of drinking until the cops came and made us leave.  Furthermore, those cops were DICKS and the ordinances in this stupid city are such bullshit.  Anyways, got home late and slept until 11am, when I woke up and went to the Pallace for the Pistons game with smatt.  Brendan invited me, and it was pimpin for sure.  We had a suite with awesome seats, so drank a couple beers and watched the Pistons win an exciting game against the 76ers.  Got back at around 8 dead tired, but had a fucking awesome time!  Dont know whats happening tonight, I'm pretty beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: Top 5 updated and New 5 updated, picture of the day section added, top 5 hippy monkey pages added, so check back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111431440398430074?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111431440398430074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111431440398430074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111431440398430074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111431440398430074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/whos-got-my-detroit-pistons.html' title='Who&apos;s got my Detroit Pistons?'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111418784143667495</id><published>2005-04-22T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T12:30:29.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Saving the Earth makes dollars and sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Earth day y'awl! I know this is one of those "iffy" hollidays (Like sweetest day, what the fuck is that?) but doing something good for the Earth is so easy.  here's a couple easy things you can do today to help out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't drive your car unless totally neccessary- Bike or bus (Plus you'll $ave)&lt;br /&gt;-Plant a tree&lt;br /&gt;-If you dont own land to plant a tree, then hug a tree&lt;br /&gt;-Instead of flicking your cigarette butts, put them out and throw them away.&lt;br /&gt;-Pick up at least some litter you see and throw it away (even one gum wrapper helps)&lt;br /&gt;-Put a jar outside of your building for cig. butts if there's not one there already&lt;br /&gt;-Remind other's it's Earth Day &amp; discuss these ideas&lt;br /&gt;-If you want to volunteer, Adopt-A-River is tomorrow in Lansing!&lt;br /&gt;-Sign the recycling petition that ECO student group is sponsoring&lt;br /&gt;-If you see someone throw a cigarette butt on the ground, tell them one butt can pollute 25 square feet of groundwater.&lt;br /&gt;-Go shopping at East Lansing Food Coop (Behind IHOP)&lt;br /&gt;-Read the book "Silent Spring" by Rachel Carson&lt;br /&gt;-If you're a litter bug, STOP!&lt;br /&gt;-Take a shorter shower&lt;br /&gt;-Turn off unused lights&lt;br /&gt;-If you have a dog, scoop it's poop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111418784143667495?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111418784143667495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111418784143667495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111418784143667495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111418784143667495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!!!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111418826519650389</id><published>2005-04-22T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T09:44:25.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIM survey results</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The results to the last survey are as follows:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It I could see one band live, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;23 % for Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;21 % for Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;15 % for Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;13 % for Beatles&lt;br /&gt;13 % for Grateful Dead&lt;br /&gt;13 % for Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;46 total votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Floyd was SO fucking close, awell.  The next survey is the best rock ballad ever.  In order to constitute a rock ballad, it must be at least 10 minutes long and seriously fucking rock. The choices for best rock ballad ever are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen&lt;br /&gt;~Freebird - Skynrd&lt;br /&gt;~Hurricane - Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;~Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;~You Enjoy Myself - Phish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111418826519650389?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111418826519650389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111418826519650389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111418826519650389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111418826519650389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/aim-survey-results.html' title='AIM survey results'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111410720796856150</id><published>2005-04-21T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T11:13:27.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Summer Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quotes of the day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over."&lt;br /&gt;~Hunter S. Thompson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all the kinds of things you can't see from the center."&lt;br /&gt;~Kurt Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly same upon these quotes at some point today and thought they fit together nicely.  Big news would be that summercamp announced some new artists (Particle) and that I got tickets for the Big Summer Classic tour in chicago (2 days) featuring String Cheese Incident, Yonder Mountain, Keller Williams, Umphrey's, Michael Franti, and New Monsoon.  It's gonna be two days of kick ass music, plus I've never been to Chicago!  It's setting up to be a fun summer :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111410720796856150?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111410720796856150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111410720796856150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111410720796856150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111410720796856150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/big-summer-classic.html' title='Big Summer Classic'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111384012527546589</id><published>2005-04-18T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:02:05.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Tours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quote of the day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I get by with a little help from my friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up everybody.  Im bolting to Canadia for a few days, be back Thursday-ish(?)  Two bits of news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Zooma Tour, a traveling tour with two stages and about 25 bands, will be starting this summer.  The two headliners and only artists announced are TREY ANASTASIO and Ben  Haprer and the Innocent Criminals.  More information to be announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Big Summer Classic Tour is kicking off July 2nd at Red Rocks Ampitheatre.  Band lineup is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;  -String Cheese Incident&lt;br /&gt;  -Keller Williams&lt;br /&gt;  -Umphrey's McGee&lt;br /&gt;  -Yonder Mountain String Band&lt;br /&gt;  -Michael Franti &amp; Spearhead&lt;br /&gt;  -New Monsoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Big Summer Tour&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat July 02 | Red Rocks | Morrison (Denver), CO&lt;br /&gt;Sun July 03 | Red Rocks | Morrison (Denver), CO&lt;br /&gt;Wed July 06 | Summerfest | Milwaukee, WI&lt;br /&gt;Thu July 07 | GMC Stadium | Sauget (St. Louis), MO&lt;br /&gt;Fri July 08 | Alexian Field | Schaumburg (Chicago), IL&lt;br /&gt;Sat July 09 | Alexian Field | Schaumburg (Chicago), IL&lt;br /&gt;Sun July 10 | White River Park State Park Military Park | Indianapolis, IN&lt;br /&gt;Wed July 13 | Cisco Systems Bluesfest | Ottowa ONT&lt;br /&gt;Fri July 15 | Amphitheatre at Richmond Raceway Complex | Richmond, VA&lt;br /&gt;Sat July 16 | All Good Family Picnic | Masontown, WV&lt;br /&gt;Sun July 17 | Blossom Music Center | Cuyahoga Falls (Cleveland), OH&lt;br /&gt;Tue July 19 | High Falls | Rochester, NY&lt;br /&gt;Thu July 21 | Keyspan Park | Brooklyn, NY&lt;br /&gt;Fri July 22 | Festival Pier @ Penn’s Landing | Philadelphia, PA&lt;br /&gt;Sat July 23 | Tweeter Center for the Performing Arts | Mansfield (Boston), MA&lt;br /&gt;Sun July 24 | Yale Field | New Haven, CT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Hopefully I'll see ya in Chigago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.zoomatour.com/main.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bigsummerclassic.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111384012527546589?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111384012527546589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111384012527546589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111384012527546589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111384012527546589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/summer-tours.html' title='Summer Tours!'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11791534.post-111374756355812883</id><published>2005-04-17T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T08:11:20.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-haiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But hey, when your world seems cold&lt;br /&gt;You got to let your spirit take control"&lt;br /&gt;~Soul Shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's true, hippy monkey is off haitus to get back to providing quotes and games to you all.  Due to the warm weather, I just don't use my computer as much, but here is a list of the top 5 things you should do now that it's warm out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hack&lt;br /&gt;4. Frisbee Golf&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink a Beer, burn a doob&lt;br /&gt;2. Read a book under a tree&lt;br /&gt;1. Walk around campus and Grand River with no real destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Gotta be strong, gotta carry on~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11791534-111374756355812883?l=hippymonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/111374756355812883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11791534&amp;postID=111374756355812883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111374756355812883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11791534/posts/default/111374756355812883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hippymonkey.blogspot.com/2005/04/post-haiatus.html' title='Post-haiatus'/><author><name>HippyMonkey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.mayanbeachgarden.com/Images/monkey1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
