<?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-1044252378495671320</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:02:33.299-05:00</updated><category term='hobbies'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='finances'/><category term='tired'/><category term='free'/><category term='wachovia'/><category term='death'/><category term='shower'/><category term='aliens'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Deliverance'/><category term='Change'/><category term='phone'/><category term='parakeet'/><category term='spelling'/><category term='video contest'/><category term='travel'/><category term='job'/><category term='personality'/><category term='University'/><category term='window'/><category term='bird'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='family'/><category term='gas'/><category term='genius'/><category term='video'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='review'/><category term='work'/><category term='Clinton'/><category term='wood burning'/><category term='Grace'/><category term='kids'/><category term='future'/><category term='Durham'/><category term='healing'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='slacking'/><category term='names'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='babysitting'/><category term='I am Legend'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='memorial day'/><category term='college'/><category term='Rock band'/><category term='Primaries'/><category term='brain'/><category term='geek'/><category term='school'/><category term='depression'/><category term='faith'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='movie'/><category term='iTunes'/><category term='ringtones'/><category term='north carolina'/><category term='pain'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='payment'/><category term='character'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='president'/><category term='NCCU'/><category term='love'/><category term='bullet'/><category term='advantage'/><category term='dairy queen'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='mcdonalds'/><category term='space'/><category term='poor'/><category term='earth day'/><category term='Sprite'/><category term='public'/><category term='NC'/><category term='smart'/><category term='encounters'/><category term='ignorance'/><category term='myxertones'/><category term='long week'/><category term='reader&apos;s day'/><category term='glasses'/><category term='free wi-fi'/><category term='Thanks'/><category term='mondays'/><category term='black bike week'/><category term='photos'/><category term='opportunity'/><category term='probe'/><category term='AIDS'/><category term='grammar'/><category term='green'/><category term='mothers'/><category term='mccain'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='filler'/><category term='sink'/><category term='TruTv'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='airplanes'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='nothingness'/><category term='ALvin and the Chipmunks'/><category term='myxer'/><category term='poems'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='friends'/><category term='me'/><category term='soldering'/><category term='shot'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='vlog'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='your'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Duke'/><category term='party'/><category term='bored'/><category term='YouTube'/><category term='first'/><category term='happy'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='blog'/><category term='cookout'/><category term='degree'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='highway'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='time'/><category term='life'/><category term='nephew'/><category term='GTA4'/><category term='day'/><category term='loans'/><category term='barber shop'/><category term='food'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='religion'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='cash'/><category term='vote'/><category term='decorate'/><category term='fear'/><category term='money'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Review of Life: Green Edition</title><subtitle type='html'>Living is the goal...there is no end to what you can accomplish.  This is a collection of life. Not just the physical being of life, but also the mental, emotional, and sometimes spiritual.  Take life, take my words, and live.

~Green


(click the main title to go to homepage)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8932444236449685338</id><published>2011-08-11T13:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T13:11:13.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS NV's BUZZ REPORT: Are you HAPPY with your relationship? Hear it stra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://missnvnc.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-happy-with-your-relationship.html?spref=bl"&gt;MISS NV's BUZZ REPORT: Are you HAPPY with your relationship? Hear it stra...&lt;/a&gt;: "How Happy Couples Stay That Way Article Courtesy of   Tony Schirtzinger, Therapist (Milwaukee)    Here is my personal list of  the traits I ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8932444236449685338?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://missnvnc.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-happy-with-your-relationship.html?spref=bl' title='MISS NV&apos;s BUZZ REPORT: Are you HAPPY with your relationship? Hear it stra...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8932444236449685338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8932444236449685338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8932444236449685338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8932444236449685338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2011/08/miss-nvs-buzz-report-are-you-happy-with.html' title='MISS NV&apos;s BUZZ REPORT: Are you HAPPY with your relationship? Hear it stra...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-2587515969803127759</id><published>2008-11-12T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:59:51.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Luv Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Another post by Miss Marcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Is it just me or has cupid arrived extremely early, seems like there’s something going around and it’s called the Luv Bug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;People all of a sudden deciding to hang up their “players card” and get married to that one lady they have known they could rely on for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I’m not talking about getting engaged to this person, I mean within a few days just decide to say “what tha heck, might as well marry her” and next thing you know they’re down at the magistrates office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes, ahh love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Then there’s the couple that has only known each other for almost 6 months and they have decided to move in together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;They’re in so much love, that when one is away, they act like Siamese Twins who have been separated for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;They can finish each other sentences and almost read each other’s minds. They are 1, lol. Ok being silly but on a serious note they have taken a lot of time to get to know each other and realize they fit like a glove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;The luv bug can strike when your time has come, sometimes it can be a false alarm, but with careful notes of the symptoms you can tell when you and your partner have been struck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Now once the real luv bug gets hold of you it’s not gonna let go, so be ready for the best time of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Some of these symptoms are: if you and your partner see eye to eye on things, you all enjoy each other company, you all feel so alive with each other, you all are in tune with each other’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;feelings, there’s a great deal of respect and affection being shown, you are “it” (as in the only one; not girl/guy #1, 2 or 3), receive QT without a fight, YOU LOOK AT THAT PERSON AND THINK “I AM SO LUCKY” and you know they are thinking the same about you, etc. (this list goes on forever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;False alarms: if you can’t reach him/her for days at a time, he wines and dines you but then starts fading into the background and comes back every and then, if this person makes you feel temporarily special, if the person has the signs of a player, and please do not think you are falling in love with someone just because the sex might be good, etc. COMMON SENSE SHOULD HELP PEOPLE OUT WITH FALSE ALARMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I’m going to leave everyone with this little piece of advice, I know this is supposed to be about the Luv Bug, but some people don’t understand WHAT MIGHT LOOK GOOD, MIGHT NOT BE GOOD FOR YOU, there’s more to a person than just their looks. CAN’T JUST A BOOK BY ITS COVER, JUST BECAUSE THE COVER MAY LOOK GOOD DOESN’T MEAN THE STORY WON’T SUCK AND IF YOU END UP READING A GOOD STORY YOU WILL NEVER WANNA PUT IT DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;You have to spend time with someone to get to know who they are, a few jump in the sheets sessions ain’t gonna cut it. There may be more to come on this subject one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;This is a blog brought to you by Miss Marcia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-2587515969803127759?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/2587515969803127759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=2587515969803127759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2587515969803127759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2587515969803127759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/11/luv-bug.html' title='The Luv Bug'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1599288250719293036</id><published>2008-11-10T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:25:57.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM THANKFUL...</title><content type='html'>FOR THE WIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE HUSBAND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS ON THE SOFA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING A COUCH POTATO, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TEENAGER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT ON THE STREETS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TAXES I PAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM EMPLOYED . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING, AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM WARM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO SINGS OFF KEY BECAUSE IT MEANS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN HEAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A BROKEN HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE LOVED DEEPLY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1599288250719293036?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1599288250719293036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1599288250719293036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1599288250719293036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1599288250719293036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-thankful.html' title='I AM THANKFUL...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5231204068042728958</id><published>2008-11-03T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:00:01.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Not To Wear...When Voting...</title><content type='html'>Please advise everyone you know that they absolutely can&lt;br /&gt;NOT go to the polls wearing any Obama/ McCain (or whoever you are voting for)&lt;br /&gt;shirts, pins, hats, etc.  It is AGAINST THE LAW and will be grounds to&lt;br /&gt;have the polling officials to turn you away.  This is considered&lt;br /&gt;campaigning and no one can campaign within X amount of feet of the&lt;br /&gt;polls.  They are counting on us being overly excited and not being aware&lt;br /&gt;of this long standing law that you can bet will be ENFORCED THIS&lt;br /&gt;YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are banking that if you are turned away, you will not go home and&lt;br /&gt;change your clothes and return to the polls to vote.  Please just don't&lt;br /&gt;wear ANY gear of any sorts to the polls!  Please share this information&lt;br /&gt;with as many people as you can.  If you are already aware of this,&lt;br /&gt;please don't take it as insulting your intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and see you at the polls on November 4th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5231204068042728958?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5231204068042728958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5231204068042728958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5231204068042728958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5231204068042728958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-not-to-wearwhen-voting.html' title='What Not To Wear...When Voting...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1592706526933431628</id><published>2008-10-17T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:00:01.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 More Reasons You're Not Rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #da7405; font-size: 189%; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;10 (More) Reasons You're Not Rich&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div id="yfi_pf_main_my_bar_container" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yfi_pf_main_my_bar_primary" style="float: left; line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 518px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yfi_pf_article" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="hd" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;cite style="color: #797979; display: block; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;by Jeffrey Strain&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Wednesday, October 1, 2008&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;cite class="provider" style="color: #797979; display: block; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.22em; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;provided by&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;a class="logo" href="http://us.lrd.yahoo.com/_ylt=AtnxcJ5Y0oFNYtYW9z2x7acy0tIF/SIG=10umraa5s/**http%3A//www.thestreet.com/" style="color: #0f55c3; line-height: 1.22em; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img alt="TheStreet.com" src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/fi/pr/44233.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 1.22em;" title="TheStreet.com" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bd" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; width: 515px;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Many people assume they aren't rich because they don't earn enough money. If I only earned a little more, I could save and invest better, they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The problem with that theory is they were probably making exactly the same argument before their last several raises. Becoming a millionaire has less to do with how much you make, it's how you treat money in your daily life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The list of reasons you may not be rich doesn't end at 10. Caring what your neighbors think, not being patient, having bad habits, not having goals, not being prepared, trying to make a quick buck, relying on others to handle your money, investing in things you don't understand, being financially afraid and ignoring your finances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Here are 10 more possible reasons you aren't rich:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You care what your car looks like: A car is a means of transportation to get from one place to another, but many people don't view it that way. Instead, they consider it a reflection of themselves and spend money every two years or so to impress others instead of driving the car for its entire useful life and investing the money saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You feel entitlement: If you believe you deserve to live a certain lifestyle, have certain things and spend a certain amount before you have earned to live that way, you will have to borrow money. That large chunk of debt will keep you from building wealth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You lack diversification: There is a reason one of the oldest pieces of financial advice is to not keep all your eggs in a single basket. Having a diversified investment portfolio makes it much less likely that wealth will suddenly disappear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You started too late: The magic of compound interest works best over long periods of time. If you find you're always saying there will be time to save and invest in a couple more years, you'll wake up one day to find retirement is just around the corner and there is still nothing in your retirement account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You don't do what you enjoy: While your job doesn't necessarily need to be your dream job, you need to enjoy it. If you choose a job you don't like just for the money, you'll likely spend all that extra cash trying to relieve the stress of doing work you hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You don't like to learn: You may have assumed that once you graduated from college, there was no need to study or learn. That attitude might be enough to get you your first job or keep you employed, but it will never make you rich. A willingness to learn to improve your career and finances are essential if you want to eventually become wealthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You buy things you don't use: Take a look around your house, in the closets, basement, attic and garage and see if there are a lot of things you haven't used in the past year. If there are, chances are that all those things you purchased were wasted money that could have been used to increase your net worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;You don't understand value: You buy things for any number of reasons besides the value that the purchase brings to you. This is not limited to those who feel the need to buy the most expensive items, but can also apply to those who always purchase the cheapest goods. Rarely are either the best value, and it's only when you learn to purchase good value that you have money left over to invest for your future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Your house is too big: When you buy a house that is bigger than you can afford or need, you end up spending extra money on longer debt payments, increased taxes, higher upkeep and more things to fill it. Some people will try to argue that the increased value of the house makes it a good investment, but the truth is that unless you are willing to downgrade your living standards, which most people are not, it will never be a liquid asset or money that you can ever use and enjoy.&amp;nbsp;You fail to take advantage of opportunities: There has probably been more than one occasion where you heard about someone who has made it big and thought to yourself, "I could have thought of that." There are plenty of opportunities if you have the will and determination to keep your eyes open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Copyrighted, TheStreet.Com. All rights reserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div itxtvisited="1" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1592706526933431628?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://finance.yahoo.com/banking-budgeting/article/105934/10-Reasons-You&apos;re-Not-Rich' title='10 More Reasons You&apos;re Not Rich'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1592706526933431628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1592706526933431628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1592706526933431628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1592706526933431628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-more-reasons-youre-not-rich.html' title='10 More Reasons You&apos;re Not Rich'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3168939335941995315</id><published>2008-10-13T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:00:01.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Camera: Sony A(alpha)300...Time For Some Traveling...!!</title><content type='html'>This past week I finally got my camera upgrade, and I'm loving it. I'm still trying to do the photography thing, so go check out my page &lt;a href="http://www.grantphotography.weebly.com/"&gt;Grant Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little bit about my camera from Sony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;"If you're new to DSLR photography, the α (alpha) DSLR-A300 is the perfect choice for you. To kick start your new hobby, a high quality DT 18-70mm f3.5-5.6 standard zoom lens is included."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SO_Fa0gMTRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Su1uLgrYYy0/s1600-h/DSLR-A300_wSAL1870_380w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SO_Fa0gMTRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GKkkZyLT9Wc/s320-R/DSLR-A300_wSAL1870_380w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sony α (alpha) DSLR-A300: the camera that links you and your subject. For first-time DSLR users, Sony combines superb 10.2 MP quality, a high quality DT 18-70mm f3.5-5.6 standard zoom lens, and Live Preview in a large tilting 2.7" LCD monitor for point-and-shoot simplicity. You'll have super-quick AF response, continuous shooting speed up to 3 fps with viewfinder and up to 2 fps in live view mode, plus high sensitivity (ISO 3200) for great low-light shots. What's more, you get simple controls, Creative Style settings and in-camera Super SteadyShot® image stabilization that work with every Sony, Carl Zeiss® and legacy Minolta a-mount lens. Stamina® power for up to 730 shots, Auto Pop-up Flash and many more features make DSLR model an excellent choice for your favorite new hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;10.2 MP CCD&lt;/h3&gt;Superb image quality gives you great DSLR shots right from the start, with a large APS-size CCD imager developed by Sony to expand dynamic range, and minimize noise more effectively for clear, sharp photos even at high sensitivity setting (up to ISO 3200).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Live Preview of Your Subject&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SO_FcYlDTcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3ReYVOgf1W0/s1600-h/Sony_A350_screen_face-up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SO_FcYlDTcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gZUBILIC7Es/s320-R/Sony_A350_screen_face-up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The DSLR-A300’s Live Preview mode links you and your subject on a large 2.7”&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LCD screen, for a familiar point-and-shoot style -- with super-quick AF response and accurate exposure control to help you catch the perfect moment. In Live Preview mode, the camera bypasses the optical pentaprism mirror to create a live “eye-to-eye” view of loved ones, children, pets and fast-changing scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Tiltable 2.7”&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clear Photo LCD Plus™ Screen&lt;/h3&gt;A large built-in screen with 2-way angle tilt provides a sharp, clear view of your subject and tilts up or down for low-angle or high-angle monitoring in situations where you want a child-level or overhead shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Continuous Shooting While Viewing&lt;/h3&gt;The DSLR-A300 lets you shoot continuously at up to 3 frames per second while you see your subject in the viewfinder&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, so you never lose track of the action. In JPEG mode, you can shoot up to the limit of your flash memory card; in RAW Burst Mode you can capture up to 6 shots, with intelligent buffer management to allow more shots to be captured without waiting for the buffer to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Smart Teleconverter 2X Zoom&lt;/h3&gt;At the touch of a button you can zoom in electronically on your subject, reproducing pixels on a 1:1 basis with no degradation in picture quality. One touch zooms in at 1.4X, the second touch advances to 2X zoom -- creating the 35mm equivalent of a 200mm telephoto effect with the DSLR-A300’s standard 18-70mm zoom lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Expanded ISO Sensitivity&lt;/h3&gt;A broad sensitivity range from ISO 100 to ISO 3200 enables the DSLR-A300 to capture beautiful color images even in very dim light -- with High ISO Noise Reduction technology that reduces picture noise artifacts at high-sensitivity ISO 1600 and ISO 3200 settings by eliminating noise from RAW data after analog-to-digital conversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Super SteadyShot® In-Camera Image Stabilization&lt;/h3&gt;Because image stabilization is built into the DSLR-A300, every lens benefits by an advantage of from 2.5 to 3.5 exposure steps. This allows you to shoot effectively with minimum blur even in low light without flash -- or adjust exposure control for smaller lens aperture, to increase depth of field and bring both foreground and background into sharp focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Bionz™ Image Processor&lt;/h3&gt;The “brain” of the ? (alpha) DSLR-A300 is the advanced Sony Bionz™ Image Processor, using hardware-based Large Scale Integrated (LSI) circuitry to enhance images with rich tonal reproduction, improved white balance and exposure control, and expanded D-Range Optimizer capabilities. With 2-channel data transfer from CCD to processor, your camera can also respond faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1200-zone Evaluative Metering&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Exposure information from the image sensor dedicated to Live View is divided into 1200 zones of luminance and RGB color information. In addition D-Range Optimizer technology contributes to judge the scene and then determine the optimum exposure to reproduce images with a more natural look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dynamic Range Optimizer&lt;/h3&gt;To improve results with backlit subjects and recover details hidden in shadows or lost in glare, the DSLR-A300 provides Dynamic Range Optimizer at two levels: Normal DRO, to improve detail using standard gamma curves for fast shot-to-shot response time, or Advanced DRO, to adjust dynamic range area-by-area for the greatest precision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Anti-Dust Technology&lt;/h3&gt;Changing lenses in a DSLR can allow dust to enter the camera -- so to keep the CCD imager cleaner for better pictures, the DSLR-A300 utilizes both static-free anti-dust coating on the CCD filter and anti-dust vibration that automatically shakes the CCD to dislodge dust each time the camera is shut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Auto Pop-Up Flash&lt;/h3&gt;The camera flash automatically pops up and fires when needed, to help first-time DSLR photographers shoot more effectively. Auto Pop-up works in Auto mode and some scene selection modes; Flash is cancelled in Landscape, Sport or Sunset modes and in “Flash Off” position on the Exposure Mode dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Eye-Start Autofocus System&lt;/h3&gt;It begins precision autofocus adjustments the moment you raise the camera to your eye -- so unlike some DSLR cameras that don’t start focusing until the shutter button is half-pressed, the Sony DSLR-A300 never slows down your ability to catch fast action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;9-Point Center Cross AF Sensor&lt;/h3&gt;A fast focus motor and improved focus control help bring images into sharp definition more quickly, with predictive focus control that automatically calculates the position of a fast-moving subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Scene Selection Modes&lt;/h3&gt;Along with auto exposure, the DSLR-A300 gives you scene selection modes to optimize camera performance for Portrait, Landscape, Macro, Sports, Sunset and Night Portrait/Night View situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Creative Style Settings&lt;/h3&gt;To express your creativity and personal taste, you can adjust contrast, saturation and sharpness settings for any of 8 finishing styles -- including Standard, Vivid, Portrait, Landscape, Night View, Sunset, B &amp;amp; W and Adobe RGB modes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Index and Slide Show Display&lt;/h3&gt;To quickly review your photos, the DSLR-A300 can display 4, 9 or 25-frame index views -- or present automatic slide shows with fade-in/fade-out effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;High-Resolution Thumbnails for PhotoTV HD Viewing&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;The DSLR-A300 automatically creates high-resolution thumbnail images for viewing on Sony’s BRAVIA® HDTV in optimized PhotoTV HD mode, with image format adjustable for standard 3:2 or widescreen 16:9 display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Function Guide Display&lt;/h3&gt;On-screen menus are intuitive and easy to use -- and a simple Camera Function Display can be activated and operated with one hand using the “Fn” (Function) button and controller button to adjust Flash mode, Autofocus mode, White Balance, Metering mode, AF area and D-Range Optimizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Stamina® Battery Power&lt;/h3&gt;In optical viewfinder mode, you can take up to 750 shots&lt;a href="javascript:showFootnotes();"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on a fully charged NP-FM500H InfoLITHIUM® battery -- and you’ll be able to see about how much power remains in percentage increments, so you can keep shooting in confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;High-Capacity Media Options&lt;/h3&gt;For conveniently storing and sharing your images, the ? (alpha) DSLR-A300 accepts CompactFlash™ Type I/II media and Memory Stick PRO Duo™ media via an optional adapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Advanced Lenses and System Accessories&lt;/h3&gt;Sony’s ? (alpha) system gives you everything you need to expand your creativity in DSLR photography: precision Sony DT zoom lenses and specialty lenses, Sony “G” Series lenses with advanced motorized autofocusing, amazingly bright Carl Zeiss® lens designs, professional-quality flash units, and over 16 million Minolta a-mount lenses sold worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;**info can be found on the Sony website. Click title to go there. For a Full Review go to &lt;a href="http://www.cameralabs.com/reviews/Sony_Alpha_DSLR_A300/"&gt;Camera Labs: Sony A300&lt;/a&gt;** All photos Provided by&lt;a href="http://www.cameralabs.com/"&gt; www.Cameralabs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3168939335941995315?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10551&amp;storeId=10151&amp;langId=-1&amp;productId=8198552921665345641' title='My New Camera: Sony A(alpha)300...Time For Some Traveling...!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3168939335941995315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3168939335941995315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3168939335941995315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3168939335941995315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-camera-sony-aalpha300time-for.html' title='My New Camera: Sony A(alpha)300...Time For Some Traveling...!!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SO_Fa0gMTRI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GKkkZyLT9Wc/s72-Rc/DSLR-A300_wSAL1870_380w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3822458199113004973</id><published>2008-10-10T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:00:01.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Biden/ Palin Debate Parody</title><content type='html'>The Biden/ Palin debate parody. They pick on her stupidity just as much as they did George Bush's. &amp;nbsp;So would you really want to vote for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, if McCain dies, would you want her to be your Take Over President?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/saturday-night-live/show/194/videos/10037417"&gt;http://tv.yahoo.com/saturday-night-live/show/194/videos/10037417&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3822458199113004973?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://tv.yahoo.com/saturday-night-live/show/194/videos/10037417' title='Biden/ Palin Debate Parody'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3822458199113004973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3822458199113004973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3822458199113004973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3822458199113004973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/10/biden-palin-debate-parody.html' title='Biden/ Palin Debate Parody'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8423147762356467612</id><published>2008-10-08T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:00:01.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Live Sarah Palin Skit 1</title><content type='html'>This is the mock interview parody of Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debate parody coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/couric-palin-open/704042/"&gt;http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/couric-palin-open/704042/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8423147762356467612?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nbc.com/Saturday_Night_Live/video/clips/couric-palin-open/704042/' title='Saturday Night Live Sarah Palin Skit 1'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8423147762356467612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8423147762356467612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8423147762356467612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8423147762356467612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-night-live-sarah-palin-skit-1.html' title='Saturday Night Live Sarah Palin Skit 1'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-514786410776737051</id><published>2008-10-03T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T06:00:00.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Palin Failin'</title><content type='html'>Palin always answered a different question from what she was asked? Did McCain give her any important information? She had no clue what to say, or what her policies even were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McCain picked her to take over the Hillary voters, not realizing Palin is not Hillary...she is a Bush with Breasts...probably has the penis, cause she gotta have balls to be McCain's running mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-514786410776737051?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/514786410776737051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=514786410776737051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/514786410776737051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/514786410776737051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/10/palin-failin.html' title='Palin Failin&apos;'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7163344147196586242</id><published>2008-09-29T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:00:00.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Not To Wear...When Voting...</title><content type='html'>Please advise everyone you know that they absolutely can&lt;br /&gt;NOT go to the polls wearing any Obama/ McCain (or whoever you are voting for)&lt;br /&gt;shirts, pins, hats, etc.  It is AGAINST THE LAW and will be grounds to&lt;br /&gt;have the polling officials to turn you away.  This is considered&lt;br /&gt;campaigning and no one can campaign within X amount of feet of the&lt;br /&gt;polls.  They are counting on us being overly excited and not being aware&lt;br /&gt;of this long standing law that you can bet will be ENFORCED THIS&lt;br /&gt;YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are banking that if you are turned away, you will not go home and&lt;br /&gt;change your clothes and return to the polls to vote.  Please just don't&lt;br /&gt;wear ANY gear of any sorts to the polls!  Please share this information&lt;br /&gt;with as many people as you can.  If you are already aware of this,&lt;br /&gt;please don't take it as insulting your intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and see you at the polls on November 4th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7163344147196586242?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7163344147196586242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7163344147196586242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7163344147196586242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7163344147196586242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-not-to-wearwhen-voting.html' title='What Not To Wear...When Voting...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-9060907277989149797</id><published>2008-09-24T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:00:00.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Women Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal;"&gt;Title is clickable...all regards go to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a class="author" href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/public/user/profile?user_id=93473" style="color: #c08434; text-decoration: underline;" title="Tonya Reid"&gt;Tonya Reid&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five types of men that women go for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Bad Boy—He may not have a pot to p*ss in or a window to throw it out, but, if he’s a thug or some other type of bad boy, women will want him. BAD. They’ll wanna fight other women for him. They’ll wanna be his baby mama. They’ll wanna be the one that he settles for. Guess what? This dude’s not gonna settle! He loves the attention and he’ll play a woman as long as she lets him. And if you leave him? So what. There’s another woman waiting around the corner to take your place. Turns out he’s been seeing her on the side anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Brainiac—Women are turned on by&amp;nbsp;a certain&amp;nbsp;part of a man where the bigger, the better. I’m talking about his brain, of course! We love a man who can challenge our&amp;nbsp;intellect and enlighten us on a few subjects, whether it be politics, mechanical engineering, or whatever subject matter we’re lacking knowledge in. It’s sexy when a man can hold a stimulating conversation and actually look us in the eye. It doesn’t hurt when he can answer a few questions while playing Trivial Pursuit, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Charmer—Charisma is extremely important. Nobody wants to end up with someone who will bore them out of&amp;nbsp;their skull. It’s important to us that our man is appreciated by our friends and loved ones. He should have the wit and charm to hold folks in awe for hours on end. We want to hear them say “What a great guy! I like him. When is he coming around again?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Knight in Shining Armor—Let’s face it, women don’t like wimps. We want a man to protect us from danger, defend our honor, and carry our heavy groceries (not necessarily in that order). We want a strong man in our corner. Not that we’ll test him, but we basically&amp;nbsp;want him to be able to kick someone’s butt&amp;nbsp;if it comes down to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Perfect Man—Does he exist? Some seem to have found him. This is the guy who fits a good chunk of&amp;nbsp;the checklist items of&amp;nbsp;what we want in a man. Handsome? Check. Got a job? Check. Watches chick flicks without complaining? Check. He may have some little quirks that we think are cute, but overall he’s all that, and then some. Sometimes he’s right in front of us and we don’t even&amp;nbsp;realize it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-9060907277989149797?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/24138/55777-men-want-what/2' title='What Women Want'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/9060907277989149797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=9060907277989149797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/9060907277989149797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/9060907277989149797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-women-want.html' title='What Women Want'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-899300756136250989</id><published>2008-09-22T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:00:00.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Men Want</title><content type='html'>Title is clickable...all regards go to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a class="author" href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/public/user/profile?user_id=93473" style="color: #c08434; text-decoration: underline;" title="Tonya Reid"&gt;Tonya Reid&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Men and women are quite different, which basically means that (surprise!)&amp;nbsp;they are driven by different things in a mate. Having been a single woman living in Los Angeles for a while now, and being the ever-observant creature that I&amp;nbsp;am, I feel that the following is pretty accurate in regard to what we want from each other:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;These are the&amp;nbsp;five types of women that men go for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Slut—It’s no secret that men are driven by what they see. The chicks that prance around in barely-there outfits and put themselves out there like walking sex billboards will definitely attract a man, but not for long. These women are the “Promiscuous” girls that Nelly Furtado sang about. They think it’s cute to get sloppy drunk and flash strangers. They feel empowered by having one-night stands and getting attention from as many men as they can. Without the shenanigans of these girls, Joe Francis of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Girls Gone Wild&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;fame would have been forced into another line of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font: normal normal normal 14px/16px 'times new roman', times, serif; margin-bottom: 16px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;The Knockout—She’s beautiful, she’s confident, and she knows how to get what she wants. All eyes are on her when she walks into a room. Mucho points for a man’s ego. Other men wish they could have her and women are slightly intimidated by her (although they won’t admit it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Challenge—Men love the thrill of the hunt. They want the woman that is attractive, smart, charming … and out of their reach. The woman who doesn’t fall all over them when other women do. The woman this is nonchalant or even slightly aloof regarding the fact that this man wants her so bad. She may even be his friend, but he just can’t quite get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Submissive—These are women who will make a man feel like a man. She likes for him to take the bull by the horns in the relationship and she will cater to him no matter what. He won’t have to clean/take care of the kids/cook or do much of anything because she’s like his own personal servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One You Can Take Home to Mama—This woman is just an all-around great catch. She gets along with his friends, understands him like no other, makes him laugh, shares his interests, stimulates his mind, maybe even lets him watch a game in peace every once in a while. She’s a keeper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-899300756136250989?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/24138/55777-men-want-what' title='What Men Want'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/899300756136250989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=899300756136250989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/899300756136250989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/899300756136250989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-men-want.html' title='What Men Want'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6426489210711897601</id><published>2008-09-19T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:08:50.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Demotivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;To view this you MUST &lt;a href="http://www.e-grant.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=24a08f9cd1&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11c4ce993f148464" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9px;"&gt; 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Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6596146531396890288</id><published>2008-09-17T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:00:02.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Info on Republican Vice President Sarah Palin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I recieved this information in an e-mail. I'm not certain or care about the validity of it, I never intend to vote republican anyways. I care to much about my own life, versus the pockets of those that are already weathly. I still don't understand why poor people vote republican, is it the morals and values they have? Like rich get richer, poor get jail, gays can't marry, anti-abortion even in the case of rape, I was semi-conversative at one point. Then I realized, Bush really didn't care about black people. Matter of fact, Bush nor McCain cares about anyone making less than $10 Million a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This is from a Bryn Mawr college grad to her fellow alums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Dear classmates -&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;As an Alaskan, I am writing to give all of you some&amp;nbsp; information on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sarah Palin, Senator McCain's choice for VP. As an Alaska voter, I&lt;br /&gt;know more than most of you about her and, frankly, I am horrified that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;he picked her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The most accurate description of her is red neck. Her husband works in&amp;nbsp;the oil fields of Prudhoe Bay and races snow mobiles. She is a life time member of the NRA and has worked tirelessly to allow&amp;nbsp;indiscriminate hunting of wildlife in Alaska , particularly wolves and bears. She has spent millions of Alaska state dollars on aerial&amp;nbsp;hunting of these predators from helicopters and airplanes , dollars that should have been spent, for example, on Alaska 's failing school&amp;nbsp;system.We have the lowest rate of high school graduation in the country. Not all of you may think aerial predator hunting is so bad,&amp;nbsp;but how anyone (other than Alaska wolf-haters, of which there are many, most without teeth), could think this use of funds is&amp;nbsp;appropriate is beyond me. If you want to know more about the aerial hunting travesty, let me know and I will send some links to&amp;nbsp;informative web sites.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She has been a strong supporter of increased use of fossil fuels, yet&amp;nbsp;the McCain campaign has the nerve to say she has 'green' policies. The only thing green about Sarah Palin is her lack of experience. She has&amp;nbsp;consistently supported drilling in ANWR, use of coal-burning power plants (as I write this, a new coal plant is being built in her home&amp;nbsp;town of Wasilla ), strip mining, and almost anything else that will unnecessarily exploit the diminishing resources of Alaska and destroy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;its environment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Prior to her one year as governor of Alaska , she was mayor of Wasilla,&amp;nbsp;a small red neck town outside Anchorage. The average maximum education level of parents of junior high school kids in Wasilla is 10th grade.&amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, I have to go to Wasilla every week to get groceries and other supplies, so I have continual contact with the people who put&amp;nbsp;Palin in office in the first place. I know what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; These people don't have a concept of the world around them or of the&amp;nbsp;serious issues facing the US . Furthermore, they don't care. So long as they can go out and hunt their moose every fall, kill wolves and bears&amp;nbsp;and drive their snow mobiles and ATVs through every corner of the wilderness, they're happy. I wish I were exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sarah Palin is currently involved in a political corruption scandal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;She fired an individual in law enforcement here because she didn't like how he treated one of her relatives during a divorce. The man's&amp;nbsp;performance and ability weren't considered; it was a totally personal firing and is currently under investigation. While the issue isn't&amp;nbsp;close to the scandal of Ted Steven's corruption, it shows that Palin isn't 'squeaky clean' and causes me to think there may be more issues&amp;nbsp;that could come to light. Clearly McCain doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you line Palin up with Biden, the comparison would be laughable&amp;nbsp;if it weren't so serious. Sarah Palin knows nothing of economics (admittedly a weak area for McCain), or of international affairs,&amp;nbsp;knows nothing of national government, Social Security, unemployment, health care systems - you name it. The idea of her meeting with heads&amp;nbsp;of foreign governments around the world truly frightens me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In an increasingly dangerous world, with the economy in shambles in&amp;nbsp;the US , Sarah Palin is uniquely UNqualified to be vice president. John McCain is not a young man. Should something happen to him such that&amp;nbsp;the vice president had to step in, it would destroy our country and possibly the world to have someone as inexperienced and inappropriate&amp;nbsp;as Sarah Palin. The choice of Palin is a cheap shot by McCain to try to get Hillary supporters to vote for him. when McCain introduced her&amp;nbsp;today, Palin had the nerve to compare  herself with Hillary and Geraldine Ferraro. Sarah Palin, you are no Hillary Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;To those of you who, like me, supported Hillary and were upset that she&amp;nbsp;did not get the nomination, please don't think that Sarah Palin is a worthy substitute. If you supported Hillary, regardless of what you&amp;nbsp;think the media and the democratic party may have done to undermine&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;her campaign, the person to support now is Obama, not Sarah Palin. To&amp;nbsp;those of you who are independent or undecided, don't let the choice of Palin sway you in favor of McCain. Choosing her shows how unqualified&amp;nbsp;McCain is to be president. To those of you who are conservative, I guess you have no choice for president. But at lease try to see how the&amp;nbsp;poor choice of Palin tells us a great deal about McCain's judgment.&lt;br /&gt;While the political posturing inherent in the choice of Palin is&amp;nbsp;obvious, the more serious issue is the fact that the VP is, literally, a heartbeat away from the presidency. Sarah Palin is totally and&amp;nbsp;unequivocally unqualified to be vice president, let alone president.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I know this is a lengthy and emotional email, but the stakes are high.&amp;nbsp;I thought it might help for all of you, regardless of political affiliation, to know something about Palin from someone who has to&amp;nbsp;live with her administration in Alaska on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's some basic background from &lt;a href="http://moveon.org/" target="_blank"&gt;MoveOn.org&amp;lt;  /A&amp;gt;: &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was elected Alaska 's governor a little over a year and a half ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her previous office was mayor of Wasilla, a small town outside Anchorage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palin is strongly anti-choice, opposing abortion even in the case of rape or incest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She supported right-wing extremist Pat Buchanan for president in 2000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Palin thinks creationism should be taught in public schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She's doesn't think humans are the cause of climate change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She's solidly in line with John McCain's 'Big Oil first' energy policy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's pushed hard for more oil drilling and says renewables won't be&amp;nbsp;ready for years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She also sued the Bush administration for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;listing polar bears as an endangered species —&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; she was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;worried it would interfere with more oil drilling in Alaska.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's a sample of Alaskan's responses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is really just a mayor from a small town outside&amp;nbsp;Anchorage who has been a governor for only 1.5 years, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; has ZERO national and international experience. I shudder to&amp;nbsp;think that she could be the person taking that 3AM call on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; the White House hotline, and the one who could potentially&amp;nbsp;be charged with leading the US in the volatile international&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; scene that exists today. —Rose M. , Fairbanks , AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is VERY, VERY conservative, and far from perfect.&amp;nbsp;She's a hunter and fisherwoman, but votes against the environment again and again. She ran on ethics reform, but&amp;nbsp;is currently under investigation for several charges involving hiring and firing of state officials. She has NO&amp;nbsp;experience beyond Alaska . —Christine B., Denali Park , AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As an Alaskan and a feminist, I am beyond words at this&amp;nbsp;announcement. Palin is not a feminist, and she is not the reformer she claims to be. —Karen L., Anchorage , AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Alaskans, collectively, are just as stunned as the rest of&amp;nbsp;the nation. She is doing well running our State, but is totally inexperienced on the national level, and very much&amp;nbsp;unequipped to run the nation, if it came to that. She is as far right as one can get, which has already been&amp;nbsp;communicated on the news. In our office of thirty employees (dems, republicans, and nonpartisans), not one person feels&amp;nbsp;she is ready for the V.P. position.—Sherry C., Anchorage , AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's vehemently anti-choice and doesn't care about&amp;nbsp;protectin g our natural resources, even though she has worked as a fisherman. McCain chose her to pick up the Hillary&amp;nbsp;voters, but Palin is no Hillary. —Marina L., Juneau , AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think she's far too inexperienced to be in this&amp;nbsp;position. I'm all for a woman in the White House, but not one who hasn't done anything to deserve it. There&amp;nbsp;are far many other women who have worked their way up and have much more experience that would have been better&amp;nbsp;choices. This is a patronizing decision on John McCain's part- and insulting to females everywhere that he would&amp;nbsp;assume he'll get our vote by putting 'A Woman' in that position.—Jennifer M., Anchorage, AK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please forward this to everyone you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6596146531396890288?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6596146531396890288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6596146531396890288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6596146531396890288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6596146531396890288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-info-on-republican-vice-president.html' title='Some Info on Republican Vice President Sarah Palin'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3869907288841138718</id><published>2008-09-15T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:00:00.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Let Your Kids Watch BET and MTV...and We Indirectly Promote This</title><content type='html'>I found this article &lt;a href="http://umbn.net/2008/08/when-parenting-goes-wrong%E2%80%A6-kids-freak-fest/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;, read below and click the link to view the video. This will not be my child, and if it is yours, or your's is like this, I am ashamed, and feel sorry for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://umbn.net/2008/08/when-parenting-goes-wrong%e2%80%a6-kids-freak-fest/" style="color: #9e1b1b; font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -1px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;When Parenting Goes Wrong… Kids Freak Fest!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: url(http://umbn.net/wp-content/themes/StudioPress_Red/images/date.gif); background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 15px;"&gt;Aug.22, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-image: url(http://umbn.net/wp-content/themes/StudioPress_Red/images/folder.gif); background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 18px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://umbn.net/category/kdogg/" rel="category tag" style="color: #a42828; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="View all posts in KDogg"&gt;KDogg&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://umbn.net/category/our-children/" rel="category tag" style="color: #a42828; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="View all posts in Our Children"&gt;Our Children&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://umbn.net/category/uncategorized/" rel="category tag" style="color: #a42828; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="View all posts in Uncategorized"&gt;Uncategorized&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://umbn.net/category/what-in-the-world/" rel="category tag" style="color: #a42828; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" title="View all posts in What in the World?"&gt;What in the World?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 19px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: url(http://umbn.net/wp-content/themes/StudioPress_Red/images/folder.gif); background-position: 0% 50%; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin: 0px 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;My wife and I had just arrived home today from our son’s soccer practice when we heard our neighbor, yell out to her 6yr old son to “&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;get your “A” over here “M_F&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;‘&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;er&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!” We couldn’t believe our ears. Why would she be talking to that child that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;This isn’t the first time that I heard profanity coming from that home, although they usually wait until&amp;nbsp;2:30am, when the rest of the neighborhood is asleep, to curse someone out.&amp;nbsp;This probably isn’t the first time that that child has heard those words either.&amp;nbsp;But this&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the first time I have ever heard anyone cuss out a 1st-grader. If her son is anything like my 6yr-old, then he just added that phrase to his own vocabulary…although, for him, it was probably already there from a previous cussin’ out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-202" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is not unusual to see this same 6yr-old with his three or four under-10yr-old siblings out, running the street, past 10:00PM. There is no telling what else&amp;nbsp;he has been exposed to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;Children will hear, see, touch, taste, and say everything that they aren’t supposed to. They will go places they shouldn’t go, and do things they shouldn’t do. In today’s society, where often both parents have to work, families have less time to spend together. My kids get up at 6:30am and I drop them off at school by7:30 am.&amp;nbsp; After school they go to daycare. I then pick them up at 5:00 pm on my way home from work. My wife&amp;nbsp;gets home 30min later. My children go to bed at 7:30pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So while our children were with other influences for approx 9hrs, we usually have only 2hrs to spend together as a family. During that time we have to prepare dinner, help with homework, prepare for tests, go over class work, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;Our situation is definitely not unique. Many families have similar schedules. We just have to maximize the small quantity of time we have together by turning it into quality time. Quality is&amp;nbsp;better than quantity. I don’t think the mother of that 6yr-old has a job or is even looking for a one so she definitely has a large&amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;quantity&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;We, as parents,&amp;nbsp;all&amp;nbsp;have to be firmly implanted in our children’s lives. More now than ever before. We have to actively “Teach” our children right from wrong and, here’s the clincher, also “Lead” by example. The “Do as I say, not as I do” ideology does not fly. If we don’t teach our children, someone or something else will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;We have to become our child’s greatest influence.&amp;nbsp;There is no telling what they have been exposed to at school, daycare, or etc. so we have to be vigilant. We need to be their role-models. However, with that comes a huge responsibility. We have to&amp;nbsp;actually be&amp;nbsp;something worth them modeling themselves after.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;We cannot be “best friends” with our children. Best friends do not discipline each other. Best friends are peers…social/emotional equals.&amp;nbsp; Parents should not consider themselves their child’s equal. The child will reciprocate that idea. Try disciplining them after that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;We also have to help our children develop a conscience that will allow them to remove themselves from the desire to do something they know that they shouldn’t do. I remember a song my mother taught me when I was growing up. It went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="background-color: #ececec; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 5px 15px; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;There’s a Father up above, who is looking down below,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;so be careful little eyes, what you see.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Be careful little ears what you hear…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Be careful little mouth what you say…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Be careful little hands, what you touch…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;i style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;Be careful little feet, where you go…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;That song was scary to me when I was growing up. It made me think twice about doing something bad even if I could’ve gotten away with it freely. I could literally envision God standing over me with his arms folded and a look of disapproval on his face.&amp;nbsp; That song puts some responsibility in the hands of the child.&amp;nbsp; Our children are smart; they are quick learners. A lot of the time, a child will know that something&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;“IS”&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;wrong even if they do not know “&lt;b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;WHY&lt;/b&gt;.” They will often know that they shouldn’t…even if you didn’t specifically instruct them not to. The song also helps reinforce the idea that even when Mommy and Daddy aren’t there…the Father is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So what happens when the parents aren’t there for their children or teaching them right from wrong? What happens when adults treat children as their peers and allow the kids to act as if they were adults? Well…watch the following video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Need To Pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-size: 10pt; margin: 0px; padding: 5px 10px;"&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3869907288841138718?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://umbn.net/2008/08/when-parenting-goes-wrong…-kids-freak-fest/' title='When You Let Your Kids Watch BET and MTV...and We Indirectly Promote This'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3869907288841138718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3869907288841138718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3869907288841138718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3869907288841138718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-let-your-kids-watch-bet-and.html' title='When You Let Your Kids Watch BET and MTV...and We Indirectly Promote This'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1462512063809173490</id><published>2008-09-12T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:28:00.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Girls Don't Put Out...Guys Don't Give Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not sure of the source, I got this in an e-mail. I hope you enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;When Girls Don't Put Out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;This was written by a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;it's pretty damn smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girls -- Please have a sense of humor! I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting into bed. &amp;nbsp;Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, '&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WHAT??!! What was that?&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded to my puzzled look by saying, '&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Can't you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one to take, so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'Lets get a pair for each outfit.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to the jewelry department where she picked out a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you... she was so excited. She must have thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even know how to play tennis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I threw her for a loop when I said, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'That's fine, honey.&lt;/span&gt;' She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'I think this is all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #990000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; dear, let's go to the cashier.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'No honey, I don't feel like it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled, &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'WHAT?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said,&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; 'Honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while. You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'Why can't you just love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either....but at least that bitch knows I'm smarter than her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;That's what I'm talking about!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,Helvetica,Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*Green&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1462512063809173490?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1462512063809173490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1462512063809173490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1462512063809173490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1462512063809173490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-girls-dont-put-outguys-dont-give.html' title='When Girls Don&apos;t Put Out...Guys Don&apos;t Give Up'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6850419140778219934</id><published>2008-09-10T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:00:02.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More of How Men Think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Don't ask why I'm sharing this. I heard the song today, and it kinda had something to do with my note from Friday, so I decided to share a little taste. Plus I like the song, video at the bottom. His reasons are still&amp;nbsp;inexcusable, but ladies, some men do feel this way if you ever wonder, so make sure you're handling your's properly, cause you could lose a good man with your mediocrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cheat On You" - Trey Songz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Intro]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ladies! (hey ladies)&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta feel me on this&lt;br /&gt;You see theres something thats been worrying me&lt;br /&gt;And I need to get it off my chest&lt;br /&gt;See when you got you a good man at home&lt;br /&gt;Don't you do him wrong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause imma tell you what he thinking&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse One]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:30&lt;br /&gt;I know my baby kinda worried&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd be there&lt;br /&gt;Said I'd make it in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;But I aint even on the way (I aint even on the way)&lt;br /&gt;She thinking home is so perfect (perfect)&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's 'cause her vision kinda blurry (Ohh)&lt;br /&gt;She don't relieze she do me so dirty (Ohh)&lt;br /&gt;And she don't recongnize the things that she say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Pre Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Things you say) Can drive a man so crazy&lt;br /&gt;(Make him wanna leave your ass) Got one foot outside the door&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it no more&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna (walk away)&lt;br /&gt;(And find another lady ?) I do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all the things I been doing for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired of the&lt;br /&gt;Things you do&lt;br /&gt;To make me wanna cheat on you (All I go throgh)&lt;br /&gt;All I gone through&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna cheat on you (When you act a)&lt;br /&gt;When you act a fool&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna cheat on you (And I know it aint cool)&lt;br /&gt;And I know it aint cool&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna cheat on you (youuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Verse Two]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It aint worth it (no)&lt;br /&gt;You see my love you don't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;You can take it, you can dish it, you can serve it&lt;br /&gt;But when the tables turn on you (tables turn on you)&lt;br /&gt;(I know) When every man deserves happines&lt;br /&gt;(I know) When your the reason that it happened all along&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to look past it oh but it's the&lt;br /&gt;It's the its the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you do&lt;br /&gt;To make me wanna cheat on you (To make me wanna cheat on you)&lt;br /&gt;All I gone through (All I go trough)&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna cheat on you&lt;br /&gt;When you act a fool (When you act like you ain't got no sense)&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna cheat on you&lt;br /&gt;And I know it aint cool&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna cheat on you (youuuu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Outro]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ladies! (Hey ladies)&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta feel me on this (on this)&lt;br /&gt;Things you say, can drive a man so crazy&lt;br /&gt;Make him wanna leave your ass (Ohhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the things you do&lt;br /&gt;To make me wanna cheat on you (Drive a man so crazy)&lt;br /&gt;All I go through&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna cheat on you (Find another lady)&lt;br /&gt;When you act a fool&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna cheat on you&lt;br /&gt;And I know it aint cool&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna cheat on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the things you do&lt;br /&gt;To make me wanna cheat on you (Drive a man so crazy)&lt;br /&gt;All I gone through&lt;br /&gt;Make me wanna cheat on you (Find another lady)&lt;br /&gt;And I know it aint cool&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna cheat on you (youuuu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1pZj9AejujY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1pZj9AejujY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6850419140778219934?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6850419140778219934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6850419140778219934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6850419140778219934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6850419140778219934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-of-how-men-think.html' title='More of How Men Think...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-299994143918658654</id><published>2008-09-08T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:00:01.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Even Plastic Men Don't Have Their Stuff Together"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;The following article was written by a friend of mine and I thought it was interesting enough to share with my few readers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/profile.php?id=11817037"&gt;N. Washington&lt;/a&gt; for her boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"BorEd @ WoRk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking,...&lt;br /&gt;Even plasitc men don't have their ish together. &lt;br /&gt;Example: Barbie &amp;amp;  Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chic has had her stuff together from the jump!&lt;br /&gt;Barbie has been a teacher, scuba diver, dance instructer, Olympian, vet, business owner, beautician, and equestrian to name a few. She has also owned numerous jeeps, convertibles, motor homes, beach houses, town houses, and mansions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb doesn't stop here either, she has also served as foster mother to her two sisters Skipper and Kelly. (Check the age gap between Kelly and Barbie,...smells like a love child. Ken is probably the culprit. Him or G.I Joe with the Kung- Fu grip) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, let me also point out that Ken is a free-loader. He had one unsuccessful attempt at being a life-guard (Bay Watch Ken) but that was it. He has no assets and owns nothing. Everytime Barbie moves into a new spot...Ken's ass is right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After numerous weddings, and no kids, Ken says forget a commitment, he has it made. Whatever the case, Barbie isn't complaining. 43 years of all that and she still hanging on? Hmm... she ain't smiling for nothing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=37304005&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=25192694946&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=25192694946&amp;amp;id=11817037"&gt;&lt;img class="" onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" src="http://photos-037.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v329/57/21/11817037/n11817037_37304005_7474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-299994143918658654?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/note.php?note_id=25192694946&amp;ref=nf' title='&quot;Even Plastic Men Don&apos;t Have Their Stuff Together&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/299994143918658654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=299994143918658654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/299994143918658654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/299994143918658654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/even-plastic-men-dont-have-their-stuff.html' title='&quot;Even Plastic Men Don&apos;t Have Their Stuff Together&quot;'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-556428617612752433</id><published>2008-09-05T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:00:03.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Explain Why They Have Affairs......</title><content type='html'>This was shared with me, the title links to the original article. I'm not sure of the validity of these responses, and non of them are true explanations or viable excuses. But they are just a few responses shared so women can see how men think. I'm starting to think we are a little stupid in some areas. Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By Kathy Mitchell and Marcy Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="stl-story-timestamp"&gt;08/20/2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Annie:&lt;/b&gt; A person asked why men have affairs. When a man drifts, it's all emotion and hormones. We fear getting old. When we come home to wives who are exhausted from work, raising children and doing chores, and who don't have enough energy (understandably) to be attractive to their man, we feel unloved and become susceptible to flirtation. The other woman makes us feel young again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most men come to their senses and pray our wives will take us back. In my case, my wife and I made a list of what we need from each other. I keep hers at my desk: a hug once a day, doing something fun together once a week, time with the family. It's not a lot to ask and I happily oblige. Our marriage has never been better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To women everywhere: Love your man. Put on a negligee. Forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Succinct advice.&lt;/b&gt; We heard from hundreds of men and detected a pattern. Read on:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="Frame1" style="float: right; margin: 20px 0pt 20px 20px;"&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- // beginDisplayAds("Frame1","","");// --&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://OAS-Central.RealMedia.com/RealMedia/ads/adstream_jx.ads/www.stltoday.com/lifestyle/columnists/1084174225@Frame1" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;iframe bordercolor="#000000" frameborder="0" height="600" hspace="0" id="BannerAd" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://ad.doubleclick.net/adi/N4359.centro.netOX4600/B3046795.83;sz=160x600;click0=http://oas-central.realmedia.com/RealMedia/ads/click_lx.ads/www.stltoday.com/lifestyle/columnists/L37/1634044903/Frame1/Postnet/BankOfAmericaLS160x600-080508/BankOfAmericaLS160x600-080508dc.html/516236433555692b4548454142636175?;ord=1634044903?" vspace="0" width="160"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Denver:&lt;/b&gt; I love my wife and children. The problem is sex, plain and simple. My wife is intimate twice a month and lays there like a corpse. I found relief with a woman in my office. The sex is passionate and varied. My greatest regret is that I cannot enjoy these things with my wife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Illinois:&lt;/b&gt; I left my wife after two decades of being shown I was nothing to her. She never made me feel important. When you promise to have a romantic evening, don't bail at the last minute because something else is more important. Your MARRIAGE is most important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tulsa, Okla:&lt;/b&gt; When I met my wife, she was outgoing and fun. After 10 years, she wants to stay home and watch TV. She has gained an excessive amount of weight. She seldom speaks to me unless it is to order me around. When a young gal paid me some attention, it boosted my self-esteem like you would not believe. I felt someone wanted me. I pursued her and got caught red-handed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indiana:&lt;/b&gt; I have been married for 20 years. For the past five, my wife says sex once every other month is more than enough. I do the housework so she won't be tired, I put the kids to bed, and I've pleaded with her to see a doctor, to no avail. So I am in the process of finding a woman I can have a physical relationship with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missouri: &lt;/b&gt;If I express an opinion out loud and my wife isn't there to hear it, am I still wrong? For 40 years, I've been the one who supports the family, cleans the kitchen and does the laundry. Yet all vacation destinations are her choice and all friends we have are hers. Every few months I pay $150 for an hour with someone who takes care of me and doesn't tell me I'm wrong about everything. That hour lifts my self-esteem so I can continue in the marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annie's Mailbox is written by Kathy Mitchell and Marcy Sugar, longtime editors of the Ann Landers column. E-mail your questions to anniesmailbox@comcast.net, or write to: Annie's Mailbox, P.O. Box 118190, Chicago, Ill. 60611.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-556428617612752433?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.stltoday.com/stltoday/lifestyle/columnists.nsf/anniesmailbox/story/822F5EDAAE0B647F862574A900664DA7?OpenDocument' title='Men Explain Why They Have Affairs......'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/556428617612752433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=556428617612752433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/556428617612752433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/556428617612752433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/men-explain-why-they-have-affairs.html' title='Men Explain Why They Have Affairs......'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6021486392537232276</id><published>2008-09-03T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:00:01.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Men and Women Think....</title><content type='html'>Read the difference between the two diary entries below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;HER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; he made no comment on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say much. I asked him what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; was wrong; he said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was my fault that he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; and not to worry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; kept driving. I can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; say, 'I love you, too.' When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; my caress, and we made love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;HIM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt; &lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; My Harley wouldn't start today, but at least I got laid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6021486392537232276?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6021486392537232276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6021486392537232276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6021486392537232276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6021486392537232276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-men-and-women-think.html' title='How Men and Women Think....'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3512715155326649309</id><published>2008-08-27T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T17:32:36.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Making Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay, so to the 3 or 4 loyal people that actually read my blogs and such, I have been slacking. I think I have a life now, so I'm not at the computer bored as much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Especially with the new job, I am rarely at the computer at work, and if so, it's for no longer than 5 minutes. After work I'm pretty occupied and I don't remember a weekend where I haven't either gone out of town or had a gathering at my home or to go to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But my life is a lot more active, so this outlet of blogger is not a necessity anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm not saying I'm stopping, but I won't be writing as often as I used to, only when I just really have something to say. No one really reads them anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But for the few that did. I appreciate it. Keep checking and see if I have something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Also I'll be back focused on my photography soon, just have other priorities right now. So probably near the start of next year, you'll see an explosion of my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3512715155326649309?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3512715155326649309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3512715155326649309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3512715155326649309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3512715155326649309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-making-changes.html' title='I Am Making Changes'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6241345791426484634</id><published>2008-08-22T06:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T06:02:01.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Things Guys Would Be Better Off Knowing About Girls</title><content type='html'>I saw the following in the Notes section from a friends page, and thought it would be interesting to share, and see how people react to it. I'm not saying I agree with it, just curious of people's responses, you can see a few below.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Miss Miranda. &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=25517836&amp;amp;v=info&amp;amp;viewas=11802694#/profile.php?id=25517836&amp;amp;v=feed&amp;amp;viewas=11802694"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/official_barbie"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;. Below is the&amp;nbsp;original&amp;nbsp;note, and some comments. **(Layouts courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;www.facebook.com&lt;/a&gt; names and pictures have been removed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some women may agree, some may think this makes women look bad. You be the judge. Do you agree with what was said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="note clearfix" id="note_21843124669" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="note_body" style="float: left; width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;div class="note_content clearfix" style="clear: both; margin-left: 6px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 10px; width: 460px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; line-height: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;30 Things Guys Would Be Better Off Knowing About Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just becuz we have sex with you does NOT mean we wanna be with you. Sometimes, we actually like you LESS afterwards. &amp;amp; sometimes we don't want YOU to spend the night either, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We are NOT as clueless as you think we are. Just because we dont say anything doesn't mean we dont KNOW anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Some girls enjoy being single &amp;amp; find it liberating. We aren't in high school anymore; we don't have to 'go together'. Sometimes we just wanna chill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There is a HUGE difference between a "groupie" &amp;amp; a "gold digger". The gold diggers are usually the really fabulous ones with the successful older gentleman. The groupies go for guys they'll never get, they get f*cked &amp;amp; they get ditched.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Millionaires come a dime a dozen, just like beautiful women. If a lady shows u interest it doesn't mean she's only interested in your money. Chances are she's turned down men richer than you before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl cannot help who she falls in love with, so stop asking us if you're our type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We already know you're going to marry your college sweetheart or baby mama. You aren't fooling us, so stop running the game and lets just have fun while it lasts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. EVERY girl has a breaking point. A girl can stick by you thru only so much BS. But there's always a point that we can reach where we WILL leave you &amp;amp; never turn back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sometimes you try so hard not to cum that we get very bored and wish you would lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sometimes we just need a rebound guy. And sometimes we just sleep with someone to put things in perspective. You gotta be a girl to understand this one ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If the sex is not good, we're generally not interested anymore. &amp;amp; if we still are, well hey ... that's lOVE! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. We have more game than you think &amp;amp; you have less game than you think. One of a girls slickest moves is to play along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If a girl cheated on her man to be with you it does NOT necessarily mean she will cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The less you try to have sex with us, the more we want to have sex with you. The more u pressure us, the less attractive we find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. NO quality woman will ever try to trap a man with a baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Most of the time when you think we are "BSn" .... we just dont really f*ck with you like that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. We are very, very, VERY good pretenders. &amp;amp; we know EXACTLY what we're doing. Take this as you wish ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If a girl makes you something cheesy and creative, she really likes you &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Just becuz you see her with him, doesn't mean she's sleeping with him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If a girl doesn't believe that a guy and a girl can just be 'friends' .... don't trust that girl around her guy friends!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Our first love CANNOT automatically hit anytime he wants too. Trust me .... my first couldn't hit it if he had a bat! lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;22. If a girl starts a sentence with, "all girls are/do/say/think/etc ........................",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that only applies to her &amp;amp; her inner circle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl stops liking you all of a sudden. Here's why:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;1. She didn't enjoy the sex or knows that it wont be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. She found out you were broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She thinks you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She met somebody new or someone old is back in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Her friends said something about you that made her embarrassed to be around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You want to get serious and she doesnt -- or vice versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're too cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You either have a habit or have made a statement that she can't deal with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You're smothering her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. She's bored with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. We can tell exactly how the sex is gonna be just by looking at you. My accuracy is 100% so far, lol :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you are slacking off with your girl yet she still seems happy, SHE IS GETTING IT SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!! [applies to sex, money, attention, time, etc]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. We DEFINITELY know when you're cheating on us. Even if we don't let on about it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. We know that men are just like us. The less attention we give you, the more you want us. Men don't know how to deal with rejection and we use that to our advantage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. We CAN handle the truth and we'd prefer that you be upfront with us instead of lying about how u feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. GIRL TALK is much more devious, coniving, detailed, dirty and disgusting than GUY TALK lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. We're not always as broke as we pretend to be, sumtimes we're just being spoiled lol (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER: WHY NO. 28 IS TRUE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL [TO HER FRIEND]: "I THINK ME &amp;amp; JOHNNY ARE GETN PRETTY CLOSE BUT DAVEY INVITED ME TO CABO THIS WKND! SHOULD I GO, OR DO YOU THINK IT WILL MESS THINGS UP WITH JOHNNY? I'M SO CONFUSED!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL'S FRIEND: "HMM. I DUNNO, MAYBE YOU SHOULD ASK JOHNNY WHERE YOU GUYS STAND SO U HAVE A BETR IDEA OF WHAT TO DO."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: [RING, RING] "HELLO JOHNNY?? I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHERE THIS RELATIONSHIP IS GOING. YOU KNOW, LIKE WHERE DO WE STAND? DO YOU WANT TO GET SERIOUS OR IS THIS JUST A FLING?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHNNY: [LYING] "AWW, BABE. YOU KNOW I REALLY CARE FOR U &amp;amp; I DONT WANNA SEE YOU WITH ANYONE ELSE. WE DONT NEED A TITLE UNTIL WE'RE READY BUT I COULD REALLY SEE MYSELF SETTLING DOWN WITH YOU".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL [TO HER FRIEND]: "DAMN! JOHNNY SEEMS LIKE HE'S READY FOR SUMTHING REAL. IM MAD AS HELL! NOW IF I GO TO CABO WITH DAVEY JOHNNY WONT FCUK WITH ME ANYMORE. SHIT! DANG, OK .... I GUESS I'LL JUST TELL DAVEY 'NO' ".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1 MONTH LATER WHEN GIRL REALIZES THAT JOHNNY WAS LYING &amp;amp; REALLY WASNT SERIOUS ABOUT HER]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS POINT WE START GET'N BITCHY &amp;amp; CRAZY &amp;amp; START LEAVING YOU MEAN TEXTS AND CALLING YOU HOE ASS NIGGAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REASON YOU THINK WE CANT HANDLE THE TRUE IS CAUSE WE START BUGGIN OUT CAUSE UR LIES MESSED P SOME OTHER GOOD ISHT WE HAD GOING ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DONT GIVE A F*CK ABOUT YOU LIKE THAT, WE'RE JUST MAD WE MISSED OUT ON CABO!! LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEP GAME, YOU GUYS. WE ARE NOOOOOT AS PREDICTABLE AS YOU THINK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tagged" id="reader_tags_21843124669" style="clear: both; color: #333333; float: left; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 6px; padding-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clearfix" id="comments" style="margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="comments_header" style="border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 30px; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102324" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102329" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3b5998;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 8:03pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Mimi sometimes I wish I was more like the girls you're describing with number 1,7, 12. 13, 17, 24 (lol) and 30. i've been so naive!&lt;br /&gt;I fell for a line exactly like 'babe i could totally see us together but we don't need a title right now and no i wouldn't like to see you with anyone else'. ha! its emberassing how much i believed him. i thought he was being real with me (stupid).no more of that though. do i have to play games to really be with someone? im learning tho, notes like this help lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102330" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a class="profile_link" href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=25517836" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Miss Miranda&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(VCU) wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 8:07pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;lol glad i could help Brit. The more u understand men the less you respect them and the easier it gets. guys lie about EVERYTHING and none of them can be trusted. not even the 'good' ones. it's so much easier to 'just have fun'! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102347" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:11pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;there is a new breed of really stupid girls around right now that are no where near on the level of what you put in this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and men run through them something awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are not Gods. We do not need to worship them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102348" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:14pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!! WHY I got to be tagged in this...lol. its all good. I aint gon front, we do say some crazy stuff, but its all about a females tolerance...meaning if they dont mind the lil BS. jusst like how some guys handling some females BS...So i got to havve the fellaz back..No one is perfect, but i can say if a brotha is over doin the "dumbness" get rid of his ass, cuz i can admit, some guys do be foolin. i be lookin confused at some things my boyz may say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102353" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:35pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yall chics cannot be serious....if you are a female...do your self a fvor and ignore...do not respond....I mean really..HAHAHA..Miranda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;please dont include me in these notes...I will go too hard on women...I love you though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102369" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #3b5998;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #3b5998;"&gt;at 10:16pm yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #3b5998;"&gt;i really don't want to believe none of them can be trusted but im sure you're right to an extent lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102371" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 10:20pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;# 3,4,5, im dying over here, dyinggg..not tagged but glad I read it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102381" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 10:47pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Wow, this funny as hell....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102386" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: #3b5998; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102389" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 11:41pm yesterday&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;i LOVE you for making this!!!! Esp 1, 8, 9 ( PLEASE LET SOME MAN READ THAT AND WRITE IT ON THE BATHROOM WALL), 10, 11, 12, 17, 22 ( i wish my friend would get that), 26 and 28..I love them all but those are my favorites! But all of them are true as hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102406" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 12:19am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;MAAAAAAAN im mad I even read this shit lol.. come on.. if niggas really listened to this shit NOBODY would be in a relationship... and number 24 come on man... you bee 100% accurate.. well I find that hard to believe... and millionaires come a dime a dozen huh.. lol what fucking world do yal live in? Im willing to bet that out of all the girls tagged maybe 1 girl knows an actual millionaire and when I say KNOW I mean like u got this nigga number in your phone and he actually calls u from timeto time.. NOT no u chilled in VIP one time and he was there type shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102414" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 12:50am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Okay for every man who got offended you were probably a victim of number 23 lol. And as for 24 you'd be surprised. I've NEVER been wrong.Show me a pretty girl and i could show you thirty athletes, entertainers executives etc who have called her, dated her , taken her out or at least tried to. Anyone can meet a millionaire easily. If your girl can't something aint right. And i love you more Aaron but you are finer than average so i'm sure you get a lot of goofy ass girls but if soon as they get over your chocolate and realize you aint ish the rules apply lol. I'm trying to help ya but you're hard headed lol. If you knew better you'd do better lol :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102452" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:50am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;*watches all trust fly out the window* (from a male)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102502" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:50am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;THIS NOTE SHOULD BE PUBLISHED IN A BOOK SOMEWHERE I HAVENT READ SOMETHING SO REAL IN A LONG TIME IT SHOULD BE GIVEN TO EVERY CLUELESS GUY ON EARTH AN I SWEAR WHEN I READ NUMBER 6 AN 9 I COULD HAVE SHOUTED AN TESTIFIED OFF THAT GOOD WORD LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102504" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3b5998; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102525" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 11:32am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;lol@ anyone can meet a millionaire easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102541" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 12:36pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Miranda...Imma give you a pass and not go hard or to get too personal cuz I likle you baby..dont get cute though..Women are naturally inferior dumb creatures thats why you will NEVER be President..stop worrying about what a nigga got and can do for you and get a job, get in the gym ( women in Detroit) and you get a million..What ever niggas do to girls its because we can..its MENTAL..You don't see niggas getting pimped by hoes on corners across America do you?Its cute women need to sit down and make some self empowerment note to justify why they cant keep a man from cutting other hoes or why you aint got a pot to piss in or a fence to throw it over..obviously something is wrong with you..Miranda you MAY know a millionaire or something maybe you talk or text, judt cuz u was out and hopped on his team. but your girls aint..dont gas them. you cant do nothing for a boss, whatever little pennies he spend on a plane ticket, or bottles in a a club the got 50 other chics he do the same for..so that means your just a rat chasing cheese..you are weekend cut meat.. fly you out buy the ticket take you to a club CUT and send you home to your 1 bedroom or parents house.That makes you nothing more than a prostitute. I dont care who you know or who you been..cuz I know you giving that cat up and if you aint than your useless.I know millionaires, I hang with millionaires and the women they want aint on Facebook reading these type of notes responding.They are in Magazines, Authors, CEOS, on TV and can do for themselves.If you are a chic over 23 and you have ever begged a nigga for money or food, dont have a job, never have paid a mortgage or car note then shut the hell up cuz your grown and a loser..Holla at me im out here is this $2000 suit and some Bruno's...anyone can meet a millionaire..hahah why are most HOES SO BROKE? answer that..and I know chics with more bread than I got. so all hoes aremt broke..Ladies, $5 footlongs feed your team...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102542" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 12:36pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;and Luke you cool with me man..I dont know you but I like the way you think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102555" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 1:09pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;yes u are women are exactly as predictable as we think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102560" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 1:19pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Lol... women cant really believe in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102561" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 1:21pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;i kno thas right! and best believe it because it is OH SO TRUE! lol (i wasn't even tagged but it was entertaining to read =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102566" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 1:39pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;lol@ this nigga AARON MUTHAFUCKA GLASPIE! you are my NEW NIGGA! dog i swear to god u said EVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;VVVVERYTHING i watned to say i just wasnt' at a computer and didn't feel like typing that shit on my phone! dog i swear this nigga is my brother from another mother.. you read my thoughts EXACTLY bro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102568" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 1:44pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;and if yall Really were like this note claims, then there wouldn't be so many "scorned" women out here... cause yall would be on the same shit we on and would never take the shit personally.... talking about yall dont want us to spend the night lol and yall just using us for the time being lol... Miranda If a nigga hit u and soon as he got done he got up took a quick wipe off and got up outta there, your ass would be SALTY as fuck and u know it.. so please Stop the Front.... and all you ladies need to STOP getting Gas'd off this note.. gas is 4.25 a gallon thats TOO expensive to be getting Gas'd off this shit lol cause anybody that agrees with this 100% is DEFINITELY Front'n!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102578" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102597" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 3:28pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;9. Sometimes you try so hard not to cum that we get very bored and wish you would lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO!!! Aint that the truth! hahahaha Hit it right on the head mwith that 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This note is super cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102629" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:01pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;Thats a lie miranda women always looking 4 they meal ticket, yall dont think so but yall do at the end of the day Im not gonna say all woman but its a healthy amount&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102635" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:14pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;I agree Miranda, the problem is ya'll took it too personal! Its messed up that ya'll couldn't take it totally for what it was which is a outline. I dont agree with ALL the things on the list but i do think a lot of it is valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not ALL girls at ALL times. all girls don't have some or even totally resemble the note ALL THE TIME. Hell I have had sex with a guy I didn't want to be with. And I have done nice things for a guy I did. I've DEFINATELY overlooked things because i think you should pick your battles. All the millionaire stuff... I dunno, not my thing, but damn ya'll are so serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke you already know... my thing is if you read number 28 then you would know why there are scorned women.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even gonna touch the "women are inferior thing" cause thats just simple. Standing on a corner...thats just a whole new topic of discussion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the guys not to be angry. I want the guys to know and understand that no matter how much they THINK they know about women that we are not as "inferior" as you think..if you "get over"..its cause we let you and we liked you enough to look past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thats not to say that there arent some simple women, (i.e the prositutes that get pimped by these geniuses right) who dont know enough to know. i dont think she was talking about them though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that you can think of 30 things you wish girls would know too. MAKE A LIST ABOUT THAT too! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing as how all the men are super upset about the money thing...OUTSIDE of that what wouldnt you agree with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102636" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:17pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;TO ANY MAN WHO IS OFFENDED OR GOT OUTTA LINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gunna assume that you didnt actually read the note &amp;amp; that's why u got so defensive. Outta 30 pts, only one or 2 had anything to do with money, yet that's the ONLY point y'all seemed to hang on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS NOTE IS NOT ABOUT USING MEN FOR MONEY. CAN U FIND ONE PART WHERE I SAID ANYTHING ABOUT THAT BEING OKAY?! NO!&lt;br /&gt;SEE #5 AND #15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually alot more about sex but noone mentioned that. Your responses have nothing to do with anything going on in the note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This note was in no way offensive men, As as for the "scorned woman" i didnt say woman dont FALL for men. [SEE #28]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are scorned men too. Im just saying that IN GENERAL, dont think that just because you have a penis and you use it on us that we are going to be overly emotional and overly attached cause chances are, it was the same thing to us that it was to you. JUST SEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are taking this way outta context, proving that men only see what they wanna see and hear what they wanna hear. Which is why they dont understand women at ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; THANKS COURTNEY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" id="comments_102644" style="float: left; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage" style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 55px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3b5998;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0" class="wallcontent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: #f7f7f7; background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:37pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;yeah ok.. Thanks for the clarity cuz it was gonna get bad. And niggas I run with don't give 2 shits about sex, been there and done that. I don't wife whores, we ain't in highschool. If a chic has slept with over 7-8 dudes and I know about it I ain't wifing that no way, I might cut to tell the homeys I cut but I ain't bout to marry you. So I don't care who else you have sex with. Just don't get gases about money when you broke and bootlicking niggas for shit. I ain't mad at all baby it's funny to me. But don't get a false sense of swagger or reality because if a lot of women took a hard look at the mirror and their lives it would be a harsh reality. That goes for men too. And men do hear and see what we want from women because half the time y'all ain't saying shit worth listening to. All I'm saying is get your shit together on your own, get a job, 6 figures, a crib a car and then talk to me about things I need to know about a y'all..Cuz that's what I bring to the table and I'm looking for a equal then I will do for a chic and will listen.. Past that your opinion don't matter to me.. Women are more emotional and prone to attachment that's a estrogen versus hormone biological fact. Now there are some cats who are sensitive but the numbers ain't equal. Miranda your cute though.. This was a good topic and I'm glad you nipped it cuz it was gonna get bad on here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6241345791426484634?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.new.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=21843124669' title='30 Things Guys Would Be Better Off Knowing About Girls'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6241345791426484634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6241345791426484634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6241345791426484634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6241345791426484634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/30-things-guys-would-be-better-off.html' title='30 Things Guys Would Be Better Off Knowing About Girls'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-2414032933116507870</id><published>2008-08-19T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:55:13.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone Ages, Not Everyone Matures..</title><content type='html'>Watch this fool below...and you make your own comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1219197225481"&gt;Kite surfer thrown through air during tropical storm Fay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-2414032933116507870?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/2414032933116507870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=2414032933116507870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2414032933116507870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2414032933116507870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/everyone-ages-not-everyone-matures.html' title='Everyone Ages, Not Everyone Matures..'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6212674703242814701</id><published>2008-08-18T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:27:01.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings...</title><content type='html'>HAVE A GOOD DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm slacking on blogs/ notes, I'll have to explain later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go, keep my in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6212674703242814701?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6212674703242814701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6212674703242814701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6212674703242814701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6212674703242814701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessings.html' title='Blessings...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5025233441919922741</id><published>2008-08-13T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:47:28.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation</title><content type='html'>Today, take time. About 30 minutes to an hour, to stop and meditate. Trying your hardest to clear your mind and think of absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so busy in this society that we rarely take time to get our minds in order. We stress at work, we try to use every bit of time at home to take care of business, but we never stop and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you have to do it after reading this. Take a little bit of time for yourself. DO NOT FALL ASLEEP. Napping is not a good form of meditation. Give your mind and body time to catch up with you. Empty it out and then re-enter your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5025233441919922741?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5025233441919922741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5025233441919922741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5025233441919922741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5025233441919922741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/meditation.html' title='Meditation'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5369488447341244362</id><published>2008-08-11T06:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:34:12.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On???</title><content type='html'>Is it me, or is someone taking out important, black figures 1 by 1? &amp;nbsp;Conspiracy? Obama runs for presidents, someone puts a hit out on black men that could possibly support him (even though through the grape vine I heard Bernie Mac dissed him a&amp;nbsp;little).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But either way, 2 black male role models GONE. It could not have been two black, unsuccessful&amp;nbsp;pestilence that probably rob and kill; but two strong, American-American brothers whom help guide, instruct, and entertain America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad time when you lose people like that, but two in the same week, basically a day apart, that's is tragic. &amp;nbsp;Both Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes, gone. Two&amp;nbsp;brilliant&amp;nbsp;minds removed from the realms of creativity, to eventually be replaced with another two-bit nobody, that lacks a decent education, sounds more ignorant than farmer John, but has the ability to make money off of other ignorant, undereducated, misunderstanding black people (I'm basically talking about Plies right now, sounds like he has a fourth-grade reading level, but ohhh, he raps about sex so the women love him, well the girls who are 17 working on their 2nd child that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the world though. For someone new to come in, someone else must go out. There will never be another Bernie Mac nor Isaac Hayes. There will be imitators, there will be other brilliant minds, but there will never be 2 more like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever their memories will live on in movies, music, literature, and in our hearts and minds. &amp;nbsp;May God be with their families, friends, and fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNN Articles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/SHOWBIZ/Movies/08/09/obit.bernie.mac.ap/index.html"&gt;Bernie Mac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/10/hayes.obit/index.html"&gt;Isaac Hayes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*E. Grant (Green)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5369488447341244362?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5369488447341244362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5369488447341244362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5369488447341244362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5369488447341244362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On???'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-4422899866769304584</id><published>2008-08-08T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:00:09.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Fellas Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The First of many&amp;nbsp;collaborations&amp;nbsp;by ~~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Miss Marcia~~&lt;/span&gt; and **&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Green**&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;~~I wrote a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-ladies-part-i.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;blog on Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt; that was for the ladies, so this is going to be a brief one for the fellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;In my blog for the ladies I mentioned something about a man’s relationship potential is all about the money he has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Well fellas there is a thing called a “gold digger” and if you think spending all your money buying expensive gifts or paying for her most expensive bills is a way that will help you get into a woman’s heart, then you are wrong in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;These “gold diggers” prey on guys that do this and will give you some of her time just to keep you around, for you to do these “special things” for her, and I’m not talking sex (she could be getting that from someone else as well, while you are steadily dishing out your hard earned money).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Technically, she has no plans in her mind of ever being in a serious, loving relationship with you, she likes YOUR MONEY not YOU for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Honestly I don’t see how some people can do that, because as they say “what goes around comes around” so she would eventually get what’s coming to her, a man with a lot of money but a piss-poor personality or a lack of respect for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Now fellas, there is nothing in this world wrong with pampering your woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Washing her hair, doing her nails, giving her massages and things of that sort are impressive to a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;I know some guys have a problem with being “sensitive”, but you have to be a little sensitive since most women are and it is women that you are trying to please. Also it’s not the big, mega things you do that count, it’s the little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;If you know what her favorite candy, chips, or what some of her likes are, then play off of those. You’ll be surprised at the reaction you get; it’s letting her know that you pay attention to detail, and she’ll appreciate you for caring, more than she will appreciate a guy that pays her cell phone bill (which she probably uses to call other men). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;I don’t have too much more to say on this topic, but I’m sure Mr. Green can elaborate further than I can.~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;**I’m sure I can elaborate, BUT we will save that for part two. In essence my friends, Miss Marcia wants you to think a little. Gold digging is one example, but be aware of what it is about you that attracts a woman the most. Often times you may think she’s all about you, when she may not. If you happen to lose the 1 thing she is with you for, you will lose her too. So my brothers, get your mind right and don’t let your little head do all the thinking. Be smart fellas, you know if she’s playing you for a fool. Stop buying stuff for her, and start doing small things, if she doesn’t appreciate that, leave, cause then she doesn’t appreciate you.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;*~~&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Miss Marcia~~&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; **&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Green**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-4422899866769304584?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/4422899866769304584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=4422899866769304584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4422899866769304584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4422899866769304584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-fellas-part-i.html' title='For the Fellas Part I'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7645155044792581660</id><published>2008-08-06T05:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T05:53:09.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Ladies: Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Another Blog from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sexyredchic"&gt;Miss Marcia&lt;/a&gt;, ENJOY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;This is mainly for my ladies, young women, teens all of you that fall within this category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Throughout my years of dating even as far back as high school I’ve encountered different types of personalities and been through enough crap to write a book about so its time for me to pass some of my knowledge along to those you who may need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;So here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Ladies it doesn’t matter what kind of body the guy may have or how extremely fine he may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Sometimes his looks don’t match up with his personality at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;He could be very arrogant and disrespectful and they tend to draw the most attention and think that all the women want them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Sometimes they just know they could pull any woman they want and could care less about you, but will tell you what you want to hear just to string you along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;I’m not saying all guys with a tight bod and hot looks are this way, you just have to make sure they have a personality because when people ask you what’s so great about your man and all you can say is “His body is off the chain” or “He is so fine” then you might want to rethink the reason why you started seeing this person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Next it doesn’t matter what kind of car he may have and other materialistic things he may have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;He can drive the most beat up car on the face of this earth but have his isht together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;These fellas riding around in their tricked out cars spend most of their money in their cars and try to live above their means sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;It’s funny to me to see a guy with a really nice car but then find out that’s where his money has gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;These music videos are part of the blame because it has them thinking that’s what women go for, NOT always the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Women chasing men because of what they have is not a nice look, he can have all the nicest things in the world but then turn out to be the biggest a-hole you’ve ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;I have more to say about this, but I’ll write that in a different blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;You have to thoroughly check guys out ladies, because for all you know he could be a big time drug dealer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background: red;mso-highlight: red;"&gt;IT’S NOT ALL ABOUT THE MONEY LADIES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Ok now this is from personal experience and I know some young women (teenagers especially) think it’s cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: red;mso-highlight: red;"&gt;DATING A THUG IS NOT CUTE!!!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;What do you have to brag about, “Oh girl my man he….” He does what? What can he do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;That’s all I have to say about this subject matter before I get upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Ladies, ladies, ladies, I have seen this one too many times and I am going to say something about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;If you portray yourself as a hoochie or a ho then guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Right, you’ll get treated as such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;You may steal all the looks in the room but the fellas will be focused more on your ASSets and “hitting that” than getting to know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;While I’m speaking on the clubbing scene, that’s usually not the best place to meet a guy at either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Sometimes the fellas are just there to see whom they go home with, don’t get me wrong now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Some people have had great success meeting their “guy” at the club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;There will be more to come because all of a sudden I have a lot to say, but I will end this blog with something for my teenage girls that are about to go off to college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;Please be careful, fresh meat does get preyed upon and also the fraternity scene is interesting, but don’t become a Frat Groupie (not cute). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;*Miss Marcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(166, 77, 121);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; 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line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagesbyclegg.com/" rel="nofollow" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 156);" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.imagesbyclegg.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 17px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 17px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;More about Miss Marcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 17px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sexyredchic"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 17px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=502605139&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 17px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.modelmayhem.com/missmarcia"&gt;Model Mayhem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7645155044792581660?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7645155044792581660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7645155044792581660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7645155044792581660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7645155044792581660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-ladies-part-i.html' title='For The Ladies: Part I'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SJj68ptidQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HZOut4D2JZ8/s72-Rc/l_ed4021b1c716c6fadec3f74e365ecdba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7826591607261767902</id><published>2008-08-04T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:00:01.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the Chance to be Happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I start a new job. &amp;nbsp;Yay, right? Yay and nay. I do start a new job, in which I feel I will be happier, but at the same time, I will be making less money (I hear part time). &amp;nbsp;But in maturing, I've learned that happiness can not be based on the size of your wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know a number of wealthy people who are&amp;nbsp;dissatisfied&amp;nbsp;with life. &amp;nbsp;Well they are financially wealthy. Me, I am&amp;nbsp;wealthy, but in a different way. &amp;nbsp;I have continuous,&amp;nbsp;unquantifiable&amp;nbsp;happiness. &amp;nbsp;Death, robbery, illness; and your money is gone, but nothing can take away my personal joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In life, a lot people are missing happiness because they are settling. They will sacrifice happiness for money, love, sex, attention, promotion, acceptance, what have you, and that is honestly sad to me. I look at it like this. Although I'll be making less money NOW, through my joy, it will open opportunities for growth, and believe, if not soon, before I die I will be making financial withdraws from my bank account with a $1,000,000 balance, I claim that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A lot of people now are stuck in jobs, wondering why they can't grow, wondering why they haven't been promoted. Well, when you enter your job looking like the dog pissed on your head, no one is going to want you in a higher position. I think I'm done on this subject, basically what I'm saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;STOP SELLING YOURSELF SHORT BECAUSE OF YOUR OWN AGENDA. OPEN YOURSELF TO CHANCE. ALLOW GOD TO WORK. SO BUSY TRYING TO STRUCTURE YOUR LIFE, YOU AREN'T LETTING LIFE LIVE ITSELF. ESSENTIALLY YOU ARE MISSING OUT BECAUSE YOU ARE TRYING TO GET IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You'll get it eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7826591607261767902?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7826591607261767902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7826591607261767902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7826591607261767902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7826591607261767902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-chance-to-be-happy.html' title='Take the Chance to be Happy...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-4875827413864235939</id><published>2008-08-01T06:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:23:11.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ungrateful Black Folk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;I would like to thank &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sexyredchic"&gt;Miss Marcia&lt;/a&gt; for today's contribution. I needed a little "vacation" from the mental turmoil of this job transition, so she provided some words of her own for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Today I’m going to write about taking things for granted or shall I say, being ungrateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;I’m not sure if a lot of people are aware but on Tuesday July 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt; an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25888546/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;article popped up in the news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt; about a couple getting ready to lose their house that Extreme Home Makeover had built for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;This house was built in 2005, it’s worth $450,000. On top of that, $250,000 was raised as a contribution to the family for home maintenance and upkeep. The family decided to put the house up as collateral for a loan since they were trying to start a construction business, which later failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;   Being unable to repay the loan, the house underwent foreclosure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Now I’m sorry, but there is no way in this world I would put up any (paid for) home to start a business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;So they go from having a crappy house, to a free, nice house, to no house at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;The video on YouTube.com (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBq7Vw4zk2w"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Extreme Makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;) is just sickening at how nice this house is and the reporter tries to sugar coat the story saying that all the kids were out of the house and the family desired a smaller home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;The part of the story that really disturbs me is the fact that they are an African American couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;I’m sorry but this makes us look bad, like we are not thankful for the things that are given to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Now I did not catch the episode of Extreme Home Makeover that this house was featured on in 2005 but I’m sure this family was ecstatic when the house was revealed to them and they just let it go down the drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;God blessed them with something good and they just let it go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Now I’m not completely sure how the family is living at the moment, but a few questions had raised to my head such as “what made them want to go into the construction business?”, “why put up their beautiful home?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;There are so many more questions that just leave me with asking “Why?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;It looks like GREED one of the 7 sins took over them and now look at where it got them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Sitting around looking crazy and ungrateful and yes in the article the people that helped build this house are highly upset at this couple. Keep in mind when watching the video below that this is the LARGEST HOUSE EVER BUILT ON EXTREME HOME MAKEOVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Link to the article: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25888546/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25888546/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;YouTube link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBq7Vw4zk2w"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBq7Vw4zk2w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;*Miss Marcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SJj80N_Sa-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/6fEENv1lOoY/s1600-h/My+23rd+B-Day+(9).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: transparent; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; float: left; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SJj80N_Sa-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/YYW2KqN8gE8/s320-R/My+23rd+B-Day+(9).JPG" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;Miss Marcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-4875827413864235939?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/4875827413864235939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=4875827413864235939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4875827413864235939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4875827413864235939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/08/ungrateful-black-folk.html' title='Ungrateful Black Folk'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SJj80N_Sa-I/AAAAAAAAAIk/YYW2KqN8gE8/s72-Rc/My+23rd+B-Day+(9).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-2912382716369046748</id><published>2008-07-30T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T06:00:01.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Turn to Decide..</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm going to be honest with you. I have nothing to say. That could be a good thing, it could be a bad thing. In my own mind, I have not been given an idea or a topic, so I am blanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is there anything you would like me to cover? A topic? A question? Anything. Cause today, I am blank. Maybe no one is in need of guidance at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on some real stuff, on Friday, prepare for a note that is going to blow your mind. I'm having someone else write it, and she has a lot for say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a fair warning...this is going to make black people look even worse than they do now in the eyes of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prepare for Friday's blog, also, if you have any topics or questions that you may want me to cover, leave a comment below and I'll give out my knowledge, free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-2912382716369046748?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/2912382716369046748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=2912382716369046748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2912382716369046748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2912382716369046748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-turn-to-decide.html' title='Your Turn to Decide..'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8771301526140055081</id><published>2008-07-28T05:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:58:00.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Called Me Solomon...Some Still Do....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8822"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At Gibeon the LORD appeared to Solomon during the night in a dream, and God said, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ask for whatever you want me to give you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: normal; padding-right: 25px; padding-left: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8823"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Solomon answered, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;"You have shown great kindness to your servant, my father David, because he was faithful to you and righteous and upright in heart. You have continued this great kindness to him and have given him a son to sit on his throne this very day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: normal; padding-right: 25px; padding-left: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8824"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Now, O LORD my God, you have made your servant king in place of my father David. But I am only a little child and do not know how to carry out my duties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8825"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Your servant is here among the people you have chosen, a great people, too numerous to count or number.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8826"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong [wisdom]. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;line-height: 18px; letter-spacing: normal; padding-right: 25px; padding-left: 25px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8827"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Lord was pleased that Solomon had asked for this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8828"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So God said to him, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Since you have asked for this and not for long life or wealth for yourself, nor have asked for the death of your enemies but for discernment in administering justice,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8829"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will do what you have asked. I will give you a wise and discerning heart, so that there will never have been anyone like you, nor will there ever be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8830"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Moreover, I will give you what you have not asked for—both riches and honor—so that in your lifetime you will have no equal among kings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-8831"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And if you walk in my ways and obey my statutes and commands as David your father did, I will give you a long life."&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ibs.org/bible/verse/index.php?q=1+kings+3%3A5-15&amp;amp;niv=yes&amp;amp;submit=Lookup"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;1 Kings 3:5-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The Bible accredits Solomon as the builder of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solomon%27s_Temple" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial;" title="Solomon's Temple"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Jerusalem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-2" style="line-height: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solomon#cite_note-2" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial;" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;[3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and portrays him as great in wisdom, wealth, and power.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" Read more here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solomon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judgment_of_Solomon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Judgement of Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seal_of_Solomon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seal of Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Key_of_Solomon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Key of Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Testament_of_Solomon"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Testament of Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_too_shall_pass"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"This too shall pass..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9x06Z2-apBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9x06Z2-apBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Never Would Have Made It - Marvin Sapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8771301526140055081?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8771301526140055081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8771301526140055081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8771301526140055081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8771301526140055081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-called-me-solomonsome-still-do.html' title='They Called Me Solomon...Some Still Do....'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7949369215314395721</id><published>2008-07-25T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T06:00:00.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Match Your Soulmate...</title><content type='html'>    Now that I've killed your hopes of love with Wednesday's blog, I'm going to share a blog with you that was presented to me.  I'm am essentially going copy and paste this.  Upon reading these tips, there is a difference in them fitting your current relationship natural and you MAKING them fit your relationship. Keep an open mind as to what you are doing and really consider what is said in these tips. They can be found on &lt;a href="http://www.ariadnegreen.com/index.html"&gt;Ariadne Green's Website&lt;/a&gt;. Thank her for the words of wisdom. Read the following carefully and see if they apply to your life. &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT FORCE&lt;/span&gt; these tips to work, either they work or they don't. Be true to yourself, and stop turning a blind eye to truth in order to fulfill your own self interest. Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ariadnegreen.com/soulmate-tips.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;Are you with your "true" soulmate or has  someone else fulfilled your heart's desire?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;In interviewing over a hundred couples for my new book &lt;i&gt;Divine Complement  &lt;/i&gt;, I was struck by the similarity in the stories of how soulmates met and  the divine creative design that drew them together.   From those still looking  for their soulmate I am often asked, "How will I know he or she is "the One"?    Listed here are a dozen characteristics, indicators and clues that he or she is  your authentic Divine Complement.  &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. You are magnetic opposites &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;  It's true!  Most soulmates are opposites who complement each other's strengths and masculine  and feminine traits.   So if your partner seems stubbornly rational when all you  want from him or her is listen to your emotional needs or follow your intuitive  lead in making a major decision, you are likely complements who need to apply a  balanced approach. The greater function of a soulmate relationship is to mirror  each other's less realized and actualized traits and talents and to blend them  together into a productive balanced partnership.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Your soulmate is not perfect and has caused you to discard your  wish list of ideals. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Your true soulmate may not match your  qualifications for the perfect mate or match.   Rather he or she is a  'soul-match', meaning they will help evolve your soul out of its previous  conditioning and urge you to perfect the love you were meant to give freely and  unconditionally&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A dream may have announced your soulmate's entrance on the stage  of life with a loud trumpet call &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.   Many soulmates dream of each  other months or even years before they actually meet.   It seems that they  rendezvous in the ethers before the relationship ever lands on earth.   A  mysterious dream lover or a stranger who waltzed into a room in your house in a  dream, may have alerted you that your soulmate reunion had been divinely planned  for the near future.  &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Magic was afoot the day you met and reached a crescendo in the weeks  that followe &lt;i&gt;d &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;  " It was kismet" sums up the  experience and the world around you took on the air of   'somewhere over the  rainbow'.   Serendipity and synchronistic signs may have alerted you that he or  she was "the one."   "A soulmate awakening" as I coin these experiences reveals  a dimension of creativity that is full of magic and meaningful signs to  authenticate your soulmate's identity.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. You were introduced by a member of your family or a friend.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  A large percentage of soulmates are introduced by a friend or  family member who innocently played matchmaker, usually without any idea that  they were bringing you together for life.   Other souls collaborate with you to  make your soulmate dreams come true.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. You met at someone else's wedding or in church. &lt;/b&gt;  Soulmate  meetings are meant to tie the knot with a meaningful event or situation that  points you to the profound spiritual connection you share and to the divine  nature of the relationship.  &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. A divine spark lit your heart the moment your eyes met.  &lt;/b&gt;Most soulmates attest it was love at first sight.   Lucille Ball  recalled that when she met Desi it wasn't exactly love at first sight.   "It  took all of 5 minutes." The divine connection between twin souls creates a  synergy that ignites each other's hearts with a powerful love energy--it is  spiritual chemistry. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. You ran into each other over and over again before you ever  dated. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Sometimes the love spark doesn't catch the first time,  and soulmates need several encounters before they connect in a more meaningful  way.   It may seem like God pushed you together.   The soulmate play on the  stage of life may have many scenes and acts before the wedding feast.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Your partner seemed "oh so familiar" even on the first date.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;Soulmate relationships are karmic which means you  likely spent several lifetimes together.   Your soul remembers their soul  intimately even if the details of the past lives are never revealed.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. Your relationship presents challenges that seem like unfair  spiritual tests. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Your soulmate seems to know what buttons to  push to help you let go of the patterns you have outgrown that could sabotage  your relationship. Fate may present hurdles that test the love that you have  promised each other.   Soulmates are meant to grow spiritually through tests of  their love for each other and these tests are never easy.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;11. Your childhood legacy and past relationship experiences contain  uncanny parallels. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  When you sat down to talk about your family  history it is likely that discovered you suffered from some of the same  emotional issues growing up or held similar attitudes about one or both of your  parents. Your legacy in some ways mirrors your mate's so that you can bond  emotionally and serve each other with compassion through the psychological  healing process. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;12. You are on the same page with your vision and aspirations for  the future. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Generally, soulmates want the same things out of  their relationship and of life. Some soulmates have promised to serve the  greater good of humanity side-by-side, and will collaborate to contribute  something meaningful, such as a book or a humanitarian mission.   Each of you  may have arrived with a different piece of the future puzzle and putting them  together will give you a clearer picture of your higher purpose together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;copyright--2006--&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ariadne Green&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7949369215314395721?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ariadnegreen.com/soulmate-tips.html' title='How To Match Your Soulmate...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7949369215314395721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7949369215314395721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7949369215314395721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7949369215314395721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-match-your-soulmate.html' title='How To Match Your Soulmate...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7147444435629463427</id><published>2008-07-23T06:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:15:30.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Love Enough? A Review of the Mini-series..</title><content type='html'>The past 3 notes, &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/blame-game-not-daddys-fault-that-you.html"&gt;last Wednesday&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-me-rightor-im-leaving.html"&gt;Friday&lt;/a&gt;, and this &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-good-2-b-truehandle-your-biz.html"&gt;past Monday&lt;/a&gt;, I shared some lyrics from a CD thats been in my car for a while, and I figured I would share some things from it.  The CD was &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;"Who Iz Cel-D?' &lt;/a&gt;by a friend of mine whom will be known by you as Cel-D.  Male or female, you should &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;go here &lt;/a&gt;and purchase the CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason I wanted to share those lyrics was because a lot times women have a friend or mother, sister, someone they can go to and get relationship advice that they need, and often as men, we don't feel we have that luxury. So this was kinda that "help" many people may need just to let them know that they aren't the only ones going through what they are going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we need to stop and reevaluate what is really going on in our lives, and if it's what we want. At our age, or younger, we get into relationships thinking, this is what we want...this is going to be my husband, this going to be my wife, etc. But we never take into consideration that if you've been going through an unhealthy relationship, your marriage will be the same, but now you're essentially stuck. Getting a ring, having a ceremony, etc, isn't going to just make everything better, and doesn't change the people within the relationship.&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(204, 0, 0); color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Marriage is not a cure-all.&lt;/span&gt; Its still the same garbage relationship, you're just bound by the law (and God), that you've chosen to be with the same person forever, the person you couldn't get along with before. The circumstances in the relationship don't change with marriage, you just now have a ring that says you're stuck fighting and unhappy for the rest of your life, unless you want to spend the time and money into a divorce by the time you are 40. Not worth it.  Tired of hearing about people by 50 they have gone through 4 divorces because they married for the wrong reasons, or they weren't happy. Get happy first, then get married. Don't expect marriage to make you happy. Doesn't work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are young (most of us that read this), be happy NOW. Stop wasting time, trying to work it out. If it's broken, it's broken. Wasting so much time fixing things, when you could be in something that already works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(7, 55, 99);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Men,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you're so stuck on getting a piece of booty, that you will sacrifice happiness for an easy nut. You won't let a woman go, because you are too prideful and don't want to see another man treating her better than you could.  You think she'll be all alone an helpless without you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;NEWS FLASH: she's lived how many years, successfully without needing you, believe that she can continue without you. If she is 30, and she met you at 25, she did good for 25 years, and you made the last 5 worthless &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Women get this in your head. stop letting your man think he is all you have and that you can't do anything without him, and you need to stop thinking it youself. I don't know who is dumber, the man that says his woman is nothing without him, or the woman that believes it&lt;/span&gt;). Maybe you're afraid she might become promiscuous and now you have the thought that you may have always been dating a whore and you were the only one that didn't know. Or that someone may have better sex with her than you were able to. Maybe you feel she's the best you can do. Could be you just don't want to see her happy. You've messed up so bad that you're afraid she'll spread your name in the dirt (which is a showing of her character). So stuck on her looks that you don't realize the relationship is worthless. Man up, and be a man, handle your business and grow some balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Women, &lt;/span&gt;you get so emotionally attached, that you are often unable to rationally consider what is really going on around you (cheating, disrespect, abuse, arguing, your lack of confidence, maybe your materialism, high maintenance, you blame your past). And no, it's not always the man's fault that things are wrong in the relationship, maybe you don't have yourself together, but you're too prideful to change it, or too afraid to let him go cause you are so "in love". Get out of love, and get real. You are wasting your time and his. But don't be on some stupid either, like Kanye said..you stuck on some "independent shyt, but would trade it all for a husband and some kids".  Get off your high horse, humble yourself. Get your life right (cause no women has ALL their stuff together), or be one of those 45 year old women, never married cause you walking around with a chip on your shoulder, PUSHING AWAY every man that encounters you. Missing out on what a good man could be, cause you walking around with too much pride, and more fears than a hypochondriac.  And women stop looking for love. Stop going out trying to find a man.  You'll find MANY men, but you'll never find that man that wants you, because that man doesn't want to be with a woman that is on a man-hunt. A GOOD man, wants a respectable woman that takes the time to handle her business, and is worried about her own, rather than scoping out males every time she leaves the house. A good man, will come when you aren't looking, because a good man will see that your priorities are in order, and that is the type of woman he wants to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People use that word &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"love"&lt;/span&gt; as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 144, 0);"&gt;crutch&lt;/span&gt;. As an excuse to keep dealing with mess. Like happiness, anger, or sadness, love is an emotion that doesn't control you, it is controlled by what is happening around you.  You can love someone, and not be "in love", you can love a friend, you can love a family member, "love at fight sight"...whatever. Either way it is no excuse for inadequacy or desire to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do go back to those 3 notes, reread them, man or woman, apply them to your life, and see what it is YOU need to do to better yourself. Stop thinking something is wrong with everyone around you...something is wrong with YOU! Stop blaming everyone else for your insecurities, unhappiness, pain. You are in control of your life, and if you choose a road that allows such turmoil, you will live in that turmoil. Get real, get right, and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;"However, when you truly find that one made for you, I believe you find a piece of yourself that was put there by God in the creation of your soulmate. It will never become apparent until you find that one and begin to give all of yourself to them. Our society has a thing against submission to another, but Christ himself said the greatest has to be a servant to all. We all want power and authority but fail to realize that that involves the enormous sacrifice of being a slave to all and putting all ideas of self to death. A daunting task, to be sure, but necessary for growth and healthy relationships. It's also the fastest way to learn to love others. So the moral of the story: finding the one does not involve losing your identity, but rather realizing another aspect of it and how the Father"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;~Brian Swartz : &lt;a href="http://grant33p2.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-fear-falling.html"&gt;Don't Fear the Falling&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://grant33p2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thoughts of a Little Known Scribe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**If you can relate to this, or any parts of this, you may want to consider that fact that you could possibly not be in the relationship destined for you. Now you are just merely wasting your time and energy**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7147444435629463427?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7147444435629463427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7147444435629463427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7147444435629463427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7147444435629463427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-love-enough-review-of-mini-series.html' title='Is Love Enough? A Review of the Mini-series..'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8852345430910027902</id><published>2008-07-21T06:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T06:00:00.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Good 2 B True...Handle your biz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;This will be the last track that I share with you from the Cel-D's Album, &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;"Who Iz Cel-D?"&lt;/a&gt;. This one is: &lt;i&gt;2 Good 2 B True&lt;/i&gt;.  Let it mariante on you and feel it.  Go back to &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/blame-game-not-daddys-fault-that-you.html"&gt;last Wednesday's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-me-rightor-im-leaving.html"&gt;Friday's notes&lt;/a&gt; to read the other two tracks.  If you want more, you're just going to have to buy the CD yourself. Let's Go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl, you know you have me from the jump. But knowing that, you still left me on slump.&lt;br /&gt;Why the good dudes always get played for the punk, pray for you all the time and got you everything you want.&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to you holding me down you want to front.&lt;br /&gt;It's like we looked so good on the outside, that it only looked good on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;Until you started chumping me on the outside, now you in the brick house, and I'm outside.&lt;br /&gt;And you won't even wave to me outside, you was my coat to keep me warm when I'm outside.&lt;br /&gt;How my coat turn around and lock me outside? Now, my coats in the house, and I'm outside.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta know it's real cold on the outside, I see my breathe, it's so cold on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was chillin, and you made me bring it ouside, threw it in the mud, ran in the house and locked me outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If it's too good to be true, it usually is, and if it's too bad to be good then handle your biz.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't too many dudes good at handling his.&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late to change when you're married with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;This some advice to the dudes, thats stuck in the same mess. Don't stick it out for time, convenience, or the sex.&lt;br /&gt;You know her family and ya'll real close, but when the Lord speaks out, you gotta listen to the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Once you take that job, you can't quit or layoff, if you lose in the season, forget about the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is full time, ain't no days off, so you better choose someone that you know gonna hold you down.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when it gets real, you know it's going down. If you want a steak, don't settle for brown round.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all for the grind, and working things out, but 2 years no compromise, homie be out.&lt;br /&gt;If it's like that now, you figure the rest out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;That's that there. No such things as being too good to be true, but it can be too good. No reason to not appreciate it.  Like he says, if you're one of God's elite men, don't just deal with "good women"...you need God's Elite...cause when you going gets tough, being good ain't good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Yea man...I can dig it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Get right, or get left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8852345430910027902?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8852345430910027902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8852345430910027902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8852345430910027902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8852345430910027902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-good-2-b-truehandle-your-biz.html' title='2 Good 2 B True...Handle your biz...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3437276446354601192</id><published>2008-07-18T06:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:37:10.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Me Right...or I'm Leaving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Another track from the &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;"Who iz Cel-D?"&lt;/a&gt; Album, by Cel-D, entitled Do Me Right.&amp;nbsp; Go support. One more track on Monday, if you want more, go buy it.&amp;nbsp; Also go back to &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/blame-game-not-daddys-fault-that-you.html"&gt;Wednesday's Post&lt;/a&gt; and check out &lt;a href="http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/blame-game-not-daddys-fault-that-you.html"&gt;"Blame Game"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Presenting: Do Me Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 1] Hey love, you saved and you so fine, you got me hung up like a clothes line.&lt;br /&gt;Now how I run into that clothes line? Play your position cause I knows mine.&lt;br /&gt;Give your heart and I'll expose mine. This is more than just some dope lines.&lt;br /&gt;Them other joints was rehearsal, this is show time. I was on it for a minute, now it's your time.&lt;br /&gt;My last love was tripping but forgot to pack. Now that's she's gone, she can never come back.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she ain't pack enough to stay, but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the worse thing you can do to a good man is abuse him. He treat you right, you do him wrong, you confuse him.&lt;br /&gt;He give you everything, you turn around and use him.&lt;br /&gt;And when you finally escape your fears, you're ready and he's no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;So if he stay when its just to get even. And before I get there, ma, I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus 2x] Do me right and get the best of me. Do me wrong and lose what's left of me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in it for the long haul. And that don't mean for you to slack off.&lt;br /&gt;So come close or just back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[partial verse 3] Don't make sense to be praying together, if it ain't meant to be ya'll ain't staying together.&lt;br /&gt;Force marriage anyway, and ya'll be stressed forever.&lt;br /&gt;Spent all your time trying to be real deep, you never caught what the Lord cut in your face to see.&lt;br /&gt;So you pull a "good mate" instead of God's elite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Marinate on it, want more, buy the &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;CD here&lt;/a&gt;...wait til Monday, 1 more track, and it's a good one...oh yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3437276446354601192?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3437276446354601192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3437276446354601192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3437276446354601192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3437276446354601192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-me-rightor-im-leaving.html' title='Do Me Right...or I&apos;m Leaving...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8890233528302387735</id><published>2008-07-16T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:42:37.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame Game - Not Daddy's Fault that You Aren't Trying....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;This is just a piece from a song called Blame Game by Cel-D on his album "&lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;Who Iz Cel-D?&lt;/a&gt;" Not the complete song, but a good majority, may be more of a different song, same CD on Friday.  I could have put this on my &lt;a href="http://www.green-wordplay.blogspot.com/"&gt;poetry blog&lt;/a&gt;, but I felt this was more appropriate. So read, take heed, share if you desire.  There may be more stuff like this soon, so keep up, a little mini-series of notes, keep you reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[starting with chorus and second verse]&lt;br /&gt;Why we can't just be in love, why we gotta play the blame game?&lt;br /&gt;Love is easy but you make it hard to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;You suppose to ride with me, why you think your name changed?&lt;br /&gt;Blame me for your daddy's mistakes, now that's a dang shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I would as a people, where would we be if Eve never ate that fruit from the tree.&lt;br /&gt;And Adam would've been a man and said I asked you to cook.&lt;br /&gt;While you're over there chillin with the slithery crook.&lt;br /&gt;That's the power that a woman has over their man.&lt;br /&gt;When we love them, we'll eat death straight from their hand.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sisters say ya'll wanna be a woman easy bake maid&lt;br /&gt;But when the dude come up short, you wonderfully made.&lt;br /&gt;And you ain't checking for no man unless you feel that he paid.&lt;br /&gt;Drive a nice whip and got a 401K. If he ain't got that, then his battleship sank.&lt;br /&gt;You want a brother thats a steak, when you only a frank.&lt;br /&gt;With no ketchup and no bun, you just a plain ole frank.&lt;br /&gt;You want help with your hustle, but won't hustle with your man.&lt;br /&gt;If he's selling hot dogs, make a sign for his stand, if he working sanitation, help him flip them garbage cans.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for him, even if you don't understand. Even secular artist learn to cater to their man.&lt;br /&gt;But you standing at the door with a open hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we can't just be in love, why we gotta play the blame game?&lt;br /&gt;Love is easy but you make it hard to maintain.&lt;br /&gt;You suppose to ride with me, why you think your name changed?&lt;br /&gt;Blame me for your daddy's mistakes, now that's a dang shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some sister's hear this rap and they mad at the fact,&lt;br /&gt;that's I'm coming at them hard, all through this whole track.&lt;br /&gt;But I never said your name, so who's really to blame?&lt;br /&gt;For the fact that this rap exposed your whole game.&lt;br /&gt;You got this whole real woman facade down pat,&lt;br /&gt;But the way you treat a real man is really so whack.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't leave when you was two, I ain't responsible for that.&lt;br /&gt;Put your pride to the side, call your dad and holla back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an honest man of God, I ain't trying to diss you.&lt;br /&gt;But your pops probably left your moms for tripping just like you.&lt;br /&gt;And when he tried to call and talk to you, she wouldn't let him through.&lt;br /&gt;So you spend the rest of your life, blaming that on dudes.&lt;br /&gt;As a brother, I never saw my pops, didn't like my mother.&lt;br /&gt;But that ain't no excuse for me to treat you like them others.&lt;br /&gt;Never had a blanket, but expected to share my covers.&lt;br /&gt;Then you start yapping, like ain't no good men out here,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you done scared them away with all your childhood fears.&lt;br /&gt;Every good man you meet, you take for a joke. See, I take ya'll so serious, that I take notes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what type of demons ya'll sisters provoke? I don't condone it, but I see why his hands was on your throat.&lt;br /&gt;His mama hate him, cause he act like his pops. And no you play him, cause you mad at your pops.&lt;br /&gt;For you, he gave up a rib, look how fast you forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sisters and dudes, blaming how they are on their experiences with their parents.You gotta get rid of all that garbage so you can move forward in your relationship, and break all them generational curses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Go buy the CD, &lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/celd"&gt;click here for info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(56, 118, 29);"&gt;Be blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8890233528302387735?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8890233528302387735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8890233528302387735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8890233528302387735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8890233528302387735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/blame-game-not-daddys-fault-that-you.html' title='Blame Game - Not Daddy&apos;s Fault that You Aren&apos;t Trying....'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7301378522604619760</id><published>2008-07-14T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:00:01.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Time is Right...</title><content type='html'>Each and every person can agree with the fact that they are waiting for something, wanting something, or preparing for something. The problem occurs when we want what we THINK we deserve, immediately.  Well I am here to tell you, the time that you want something to happen, may not be the appropriate time for it to happen in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of this on a concept of readiness. For example, many women have this idea that they want the perfect man to walk in to their life by the time they finish reading this blog.  But how can you expect the perfect man, when you are yet to be the perfect woman? You have not gotten your life ready to welcome in the person you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a new job, or a promotion at your current job.  It's just not your time.  Now I could get religious and say, it's not your will it's God's will, but you know that already. There is a proper time for things to happen in your life, so get faith and patience and allow the things to work in there own time. Else you may create disaster and destroy something that you weren't ready for in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7301378522604619760?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7301378522604619760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7301378522604619760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7301378522604619760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7301378522604619760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-time-is-right.html' title='When the Time is Right...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-4392558238139326209</id><published>2008-07-11T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:33:59.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It'sa Knocking..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Often times was are presented with an opportunity, and most of the time we don't take the opportunity. Not because we don't care to, sometimes we don't see the opportunity, and other times we are afraid of what will happen if we take the opportunity. Almost as if we confuse opportunity with risks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some things that present themselves in our lives will be risk, but how can you expect change in your life if you don't take a chance at something different.  Since just before June, I have been presented with a number of opportunities, some that I have taken, some that I have passed up, and others that sounded good, but they were not good for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As I look back, I don't regret any decision that I made, and that should be how it is for everyone. When presented with something, if you feel it is right for you, take it. Whether it is good or bad, it isn't an experience that you may only get to have once, so why not take it and make the most of it.  From personal experience, the opportunities I have taken have lead me to happiness, growth, and understanding, so who am I to complain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But look back over some things in your life and see how you were impacted by either taking or not taking an opportunity. Don't regret the choice you made, evaluate what you gained from the situation and how it made you better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take risk, take chances, do something different, but most importantly evaluate opportunities for you never know where they will take you, and passing them up could pass up a great chance in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(and the new iphone comes out today...go get one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-4392558238139326209?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/4392558238139326209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=4392558238139326209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4392558238139326209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/4392558238139326209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/itsa-knocking.html' title='It&apos;sa Knocking..'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7029558465508518187</id><published>2008-07-09T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:51:53.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why You Can't Trust People...Homeless People</title><content type='html'>So on Monday (July 7) afternoon I left my home, and traveled I-40 West towards Durham, because I needed to go to the South Pointe area.&amp;nbsp; Well I take the Fayetteville St. exit, get in the left lane, and I wait for the light.&amp;nbsp; For anyone that has taken that exit, you will see the homeless man with is large, tan dog.&amp;nbsp; Let me add, his HEALTHY, large, tan dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on Monday, something didn't seem right. He was not with the large dog; he had a small, black puppy, you know, for pity points. Like I'm going to give him some cash to feed the little drool-bucket. Honestly I might had, til I realized the puppy was healthy. I'm starving, and this thing is munching on puppy chow like he's eating at a buffet.&amp;nbsp; But that isn't what got me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled up to the guy he was hunched over. I wondered, is he in pain? Snorting cocaine? Blowing his nose? NO! This "mother-may-I" was on a cell phone. I nice cell phone at that. With a brown, leather holster on his side that he didn't even try to conceal. Where the freak is he getting the money to pay his monthly bill? Instead of standing on the corner, he needs to use the hot-dang phone and call for help. Something is skeptical with that scenario in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I was talking a friend about it, and she hit me with this story.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; " A lady had once said she saw a homeless man on the side of the road, doing the 'homeless man limp' (cause you know they teach that at "fake homelessness anonymous"), and said the man looked familiar assuming she had seen him on another corner.&amp;nbsp; Not the case. This man, with the fake limp, happened to be her husbands co-worker, and never limped before".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ain't that a biscuit and a half. Lying son-of-a-fish. And expect me to give $5, thats a gallon of gas. I'll give him some advice. Find the other homeless man with the cell phone and ya'll can call 1-800-Charter and see what they can do for you.&amp;nbsp; Join the Army. You ain't cripple, just too lazy to work like the rest of us. Standing in the hot sun, smelling like 95 degrees of Iraq, then gonna walk up to my car. I just washed this white car, and you wanna put your head in, you better eat this Altoid and be happy with life. Matter of fact, just use your finger and brush with a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, next time you pull up on a homeless man, ask to use their cell phone and call for help, cause I sure ain't giving them my money. And people ask why I don't help them. Now you see, them lying bastards. Making my city look dirty, sitting on a corner. I can't even tell them to get a job, because that is their job. Acting. They are all actors. Acting like they are homeless. If they wanted real help, he'll use his phone, call a cab and go down to the homeless shelter. Dirtying my street corners, got me afraid to pull up beside them. I wish he would touch my car, he's going to be fake homeless and really handless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's all I got to say, before I get mad up in here.&amp;nbsp; Go stand my butt on a corner as a part time job, see where that gets me.&amp;nbsp; I'm black, I'll get arrested, for "loitering" or "soliciting", if' I'm lucky they will think I'm a homeless prostitute. Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7029558465508518187?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7029558465508518187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7029558465508518187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7029558465508518187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7029558465508518187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-you-cant-trust-peoplehomeless.html' title='Why You Can&apos;t Trust People...Homeless People'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1189574261719292140</id><published>2008-07-07T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:00:13.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!!</title><content type='html'>So I missed writing a blog on Friday because it was a holiday, so I'm sure none of you would have looked at it anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do want to thank everyone for wishing me a happy 23 birthday, on Saturday, July 5. I had a fun time with everything I did and I am thankful for everyone that took the time out to celebrate with me. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that friendly type of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1189574261719292140?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1189574261719292140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1189574261719292140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1189574261719292140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1189574261719292140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5851518001917324224</id><published>2008-07-02T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T06:00:01.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Forget to Clean Up</title><content type='html'>In this fast paced world we all tend to have fast paced lives in order to do everything we need to in a day.  When work consumes half of your waking hours everything else is crammed into what remains.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those last 8 hours you have tasks. I'm not talking about a "to do" list, but task of life.  But just like tasks on our to do list, we often collect new tasks before completing the older ones.  So this is what I mean by cleaning up. Go back and clean up some of those old tasks in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are things in your life that are keeping you from progressing, they are causing unneeded stress, or they are hindering your growth somewhere else, go and clean that mess up.  Don't let old, uncompleted with task mess up the new tasks that you have to complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short one, just something I thought about...go clean up your life. Handle what's old before moving to what's new, in order to get your focus together, and concentrate on completing the new tasks at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5851518001917324224?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5851518001917324224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5851518001917324224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5851518001917324224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5851518001917324224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-forget-to-clean-up.html' title='Don&apos;t Forget to Clean Up'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-2557797896073667777</id><published>2008-06-30T06:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:29:53.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost It.</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing. It may be that I'm beyond tired, and my mind can't think. I should have blogged over the weekend, but I was super busy.  My mother's birthday was Saturday, June 28, so I thank the Lord that she is getting older and adding years to her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this coming Saturday July 5, and I expect to see you there. Where? might you ask, if you don't know, you need to find out, and quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dig this, it's 6:30 AM, and I got moves to make. If I come up with something different before you read this, I'll change it. If not, see you Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-2557797896073667777?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/2557797896073667777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=2557797896073667777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2557797896073667777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2557797896073667777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost-it.html' title='Lost It.'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5400862523625284417</id><published>2008-06-27T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:00:00.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Be a Good Roommate</title><content type='html'>**So far this summer I've been cheating with my blogs because I've been so busy. But this is the last blog for a while in which I "jack" articles.  Next week you will get the wisdom that I hold once again. But this blog is mainly for the up and coming college kids, or those fresh out of college that need a little guidance. Take heed to what you read, your home is your comfort zone. If it is not a healthy environment you will not be satisfied. So pay attention to what you read, and see how you can change yourself before trying to change your roommate. Make sure you are handling your business, that way when you ask them to take care of theirs, they will have nothing bad to say about you. Lazy a$$ roommates...hope you don't get one when you get to school Kid Sister**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a good roommate to begin with. It can be tempting to select a roommate  on the basis of how friendly they are, but you're better off judging them on the  basis of day to day living compatibility. Compare their daily habits to yours:  &lt;ul lastcheckbox="null"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are they early risers or night owls?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What temperature do they think is comfortable?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How much TV do they watch?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When should the roommate worry if they are not home at a certain time? Do  you wait until morning to make phone calls or do you send for a search team if  they're 15 minutes late from work or school?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What are their favorite chores? Perhaps if their favorites are your least  favorite, you can simply always to your favorite chore and ignore the ones you  simply don't like.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do they talk about their feelings are keep their feelings in?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are they extra-sensitive to fragrances and/or odors? This may affect what  you choose as cleaning products and you may have to hide your running shoes  after going to the gym.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are they allergic to anything? i.e. peanuts, perfume, milk, flour, mold,  smoke.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are they sloppy or neat?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do they smoke or do any other kinds of recreational drugs?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do they enjoy talking or do they prefer to be quiet all the time.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do they enjoy decorating or do they not care about decorating. What  decorating style do they have.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What kind of music do they listen to and, more importantly, do they  particularly enjoy listening to it when it's loud? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be upfront about your expectations. Set boundaries and stick with them. This  applies to food, clothes, possessions, loud activities, use of common areas,  parties, quiet hours, cleaning responsibilities, and so on.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect each other’s privacy and personal space. This is especially  important if you share a small living area. Make a clear delineation between  your stuff and your roommate’s stuff. That way you are only responsible for your  things. You must always ask before "borrowing" anything, no matter if it's  trivial. Definitely take good care of any borrowed items.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow through with your obligations. If you say you're going to clean the  kitchen, pay your roommate back for your share of the lease or utilities, or  call the landlord about a repair, then do it.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be prepared to compromise. Not everyone has the same ideas about day to day  living as you do. You can't ask your roommate to change himself or herself if  you're not willing to change as well.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Clean up after yourself. This doesn't mean that you have to  be a neat freak, but don't leave your dirty dishes in the sink for days on end,  dump your things in the living room, or leave mountains of laundry all over the  bedroom, especially if you share it with your roommate. Try to agree on a  minimum standard of cleanliness that you'll all abide by.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wikihow.com/images/e/eb/Old-Roommate%27s-room-9633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/e/eb/Old-Roommate%27s-room-9633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be courteous of your roommate’s sleeping habits. If you are a night owl,  keep your noise down and turn the lights down after your roommate goes to bed so  you don't disturb them. If you go to bed early, don’t get exasperated with your  roommate for their late hours, but at the same time try to find ways that you  can sleep undisturbed. The same thing applies for rising in the morning.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend time with your roommate. Say hello and goodbye, ask them how their day  was, and show interest in his or her life. Getting to know the person you live  with helps you understand their perspective, and allows them to understand  yours. It also makes it easier to deal with problems that you have with that  person if you’ve already established a rapport with them. Try to set a time in  which you both can hang out at least once a week. Make dinner together, watch a  movie, etc. Do something nice for your roommate every so often--make their bed,  bake them cookies, or offer to give them a ride somewhere if they don't have a  car.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay flexible. Understand what’s going on in your roommate’s life, and  accommodate them. If your roommate has a big test coming up, you should probably  be quiet and let them study. If your roommate is busy and stressed with their  job, give them some time and space to relax and unwind. Wouldn't you like your  roommate to show you the same consideration?  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communicate. As in any relationship, living with someone requires a great  deal of work. Communication is key in making the relationship work well  long-term, or even for a short time. If a problem comes up, it's better to talk  about it right away than to try and ignore it and let it get worse. If you  simply cannot communicate openly and there is tension all the time. Find a new  roommate. The stress is just not worth it. You may be better friends if you  choose to live separate.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share. Or decide what you will share. Decide what contents in the fridge are  okay and which are off limits. Determine whether or not a common phone line will  be sufficient if one person spends a lot of time on the phone. If you borrow  something, let your roommate know and (if necessary) try to replace it.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Divide responsibilities: If your roommate is a good cook and you are not,  have him cook and you do the dishes. It may also be a good idea to set up a  chores schedule, where you will take turns alternating cleaning the bathroom,  taking out the trash, etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**CLICK TITLE FOR MORE INFORMATION**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5400862523625284417?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wikihow.com/Be-a-Good-Roommate' title='How to Be a Good Roommate'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5400862523625284417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5400862523625284417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5400862523625284417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5400862523625284417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-be-good-roommate.html' title='How to Be a Good Roommate'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8771394877369295408</id><published>2008-06-25T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:36:54.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soulful Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;**So recently I've been hosting therapy sessions for people with social/relationship issues, and this below was emailed to me. Take a view at it. Attempt to apply it to your life**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Black;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: 'Arial Black';"&gt;A Soulful  Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Reverend Ronald  McFadden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  you're not married yet, share this with a friend. If you are married, share it  with your spouse or other married couples and reflect on it. An African proverb  states, 'Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close  one eye.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you get involved and  make a commitment to someone, don't let lust, desperation, immaturity,  ignorance, pressure from others or a low self-esteem make you blind to warning  signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool yourself that you can change someone  or that what you see as faults is not really important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once  you decide to commit to someone, over time their flaws, vulnerabilities, pet  peeves, and differences will become more obvious. If you love your mate and want  the relationship to grow and evolve, you've got to learn to close one eye and  not let every little thing bother you. You and your mate have many different  expectations, emotional needs, values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You  are two unique individuals who have decided to share a life  together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Neither of you are perfect, but  are you perfect for each other? Do you bring out the best of each other? Do you  compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete, compare, and  control? What do you bring to the relationship? Do you bring past relationships,  past hurt, past mistrust, past pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  can't take someone to the altar to alter him or her. You can't make someone love  you or make someone stay. If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and  'a life', you won't find yourself making someone else responsible for your  happiness or responsible for your pain. Manipulation, control, jealousy,  deceitfulness, neediness, and selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving,  healthy, loving and lasting relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking status,  sex, wealth, and security are the wrong reasons to be in a  relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q.  What keeps a relationship strong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Communication,  intimacy (&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), trust, a  sense of humor, sharing household tasks, some getaway time without business or  children and daily exchanges (a meal, a shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch,  a note), sharing common goals and interests. Leave a nice message on their voice  mail or send a nice email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth is important. Grow  together, not away from each other, giving each other space to grow without  feeling insecure. Allow your mate to have outside interest. You can't always be  together. Give each other a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment.  Don't try to control one another. Learn each other's family situation. Respect  his or her parents regardless. Don't put pressure on each other for material  goods. Remember for richer or for poorer. If these qualities are missing, the  relationship will erode as resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty,  and pain will replace the passion. "Nurture your mind with great thoughts, for  you will never go any higher than you think.' The grass withers, the flowers  fades, but the word of God stands forever. Isaiah 40:8. Shall we make a new rule  of life from tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#1f497d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  should always try to be a little more kind to each other than necessary. The  difference between 'United' and 'Untied' is where you put the 'I'. Life is not  measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our  breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8771394877369295408?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8771394877369295408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8771394877369295408&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8771394877369295408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8771394877369295408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/soulful-relationship.html' title='A Soulful Relationship'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5521518482948488976</id><published>2008-06-23T06:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T07:28:37.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Can't Understand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Often we are faced with issues in life that seem too much to comprehend. Situations at work, at home, or even strange happenings out in the world. Whether it seems too good to be true, or too bad to be good. But how do we deal with them? In a world of unpredictability, what can we do to maintain a grasp on things that we don't understand why they are happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I've come to ask this question, is because often I am faced with answering questions that I don't know the answer to, but I know what the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asker&lt;/span&gt;" needs to hear. Just this past weekend alone, 3-4 different friends came to me in order to seek guidance and understanding (wisdom) from me. Mostly to do with relationships &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(cause I'm the bomb when it comes to understanding them, I just struggle with them myself, maybe that's why I know what NOT to do, and what SHOULD be done). &lt;/span&gt;I don't charge anything if you need relationship help, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;holla&lt;/span&gt; at me, I think my mom does charge for her counseling, but she works for the church, I work for...well to help, because so many have freely helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, how do I understand? How am I able to deal with the issues of others, but they can't deal with it. Why is it so easy for me to understand things I don't know, and others can't seem to understand things right in front of them. (Whats sad, I often don't understand why things happen in my own life. I know how to deal with them, but I don't understand what caused them, whether good or bad, great or terrible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that is what a lot of people struggle with. When they can't understand why, they don't care to deal with issues. They rather pass them off as though the issues will mysteriously go away. Maybe when we can't understand, it's not meant for us to understand, it is meant for us to learn how to take action when things seem out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of crying and whining, seek guidance, find someone who has dealt with the issue, read about the issue, etc. When we can't understand we have a tendency to give up on caring, then we enter a state where we can no longer function because something is hanging over our head. Or if something seems too good, instead of enjoying it, we spend time in question, asking if the feeling is true. If it is possible to be this happy. Instead of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;, appreciative, and enjoying the moments of greatness, we question whether or not it is true that things can be this wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't understand why something is, pray to understand how to deal with it. Too many of us want to know the answer to "why?". That's not the important question, we don't affect life from understanding "why", we change based on the action we take in response to "why". Understand why may come through the action you take in dealing with the issue. Eventually, "why" will be relieved to you, so that you can understand, but when you don't understand why from the beginning, don't worry about it. Deal with it and move on. You may never have to deal with the issue ever again. It may be a situation where you are meant to be, and instead of trying to understand why for 30 years, take the time to make sure it is a good 30 years rather than a confused 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you don't understand, don't quiver in fear because its "strange" or "hard" or "different" or "too good", stop and think about what you can do to take control and be a part of what is going on. You don't want to understand why things are bad or if they are too good, because you are giving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;negativity&lt;/span&gt; to much attention when you dwell on trying to figure out why. Spend time fixing the problem so you can enjoy more time in happiness rather than in confusion, pain, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suffering&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Do know that as much "WISDOM" as I may have, I often don't understand things myself. Things in my own life. I want to figure them out, but I rather take action and control the issue myself. I don't have the time in life to ponder why this issue is bad, or why, at this moment in life, everything is WONDERFUL. I don't care why. Why? Because God said so, and that's a good enough reason for me. I've stopped trying to understand WHY, and understand HOW this is effecting me, and WHAT I can do about it. If its bad fix it, if it's good take the most out of it. Believe me, I am in some good times and I will not trade them for the world. I think I know why, but I'm not going to spend my day trying to understand why, I'm going to enjoy it and things will be relieved to me when life thinks I can handle the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5521518482948488976?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5521518482948488976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5521518482948488976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5521518482948488976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5521518482948488976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-we-cant-understand.html' title='When We Can&apos;t Understand...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8873389687118097386</id><published>2008-06-20T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:10:00.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Black Men Date White Women....?</title><content type='html'>**Below is an article that a friend shared with me, and I felt compelled to share because it is a hot topic that I've had many conversations about with other people.  Please read the article: &lt;a href="http://www.blackstate.com/dateblackwomen.html"&gt;The Top Ten Reasons Why It’s Hard to Date a Black Woman&lt;/a&gt; by Matthew Lynch (Click titles for website). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Also, just because I posted this article does not mean I agree with it, I don't think I agree with any of it, I'll have to go back over it. I felt that it was an interesting article and I wanted to share, plus it kept me from having to think of something on my own to write, cause your boy has been busy. I have my own thoughts about the topic. I might write about them eventually&lt;/span&gt;.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt; Unlike black women who struggle against the current of the apparent man shortage, searching for eligible candidates is not an arduous task for black men, and never has been. Studies show that for every available man, there are at least seven single, willing and able Black women who are ready to be signed, sealed and delivered to the first derivable and desirable bachelor who crosses their path. Black men can just about have their pick when it comes to choices in the dating arena. Not to mention, online dating in the last 5 years has even widened their circle of choices to national and international possibilities. Still, fewer and fewer are choosing to date black women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When observing the condition of our intimate interaction, African Americans are no longer interested in courting, dating or harvesting the patience essential in the process of selecting the appropriate partner for our lives. To piggy back off of that point, many of us – men especially - in the African American community are slowly becoming more and more apathetic to concepts of relationships and marriage, let alone entertaining courtships with someone with the same color skin. Percentages of Black men and women dating outside their races have increased significantly over the last decade. More so now than ever, it has become more common to see a Black man with a white woman (or non-African American) on his arm. Though black women are no longer sitting around waiting on her black savior to come to his senses, as they have also begun testing the waters of alternative nationalities, the reasons as to why successful black men are not choosing black women once they reached the top remains a mystery. What is it about black women that compel black men to choose differently when it comes to dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;gle_ad_client = "pub-9048663539592991"; //300x250, created 1/2/08 google_ad_slot = "4655109603"; google_ad_width = 300; google_ad_height = 250;&lt;/script&gt;As dating preferences should no longer be relevant in this day and time, conversations shared between men and women indicate that we as a race are puzzled to some degree as to why we are no longer interested in each other. Have we become bored? Is the sex more engaging with women who are not black? Are we intimidated by women who can take care of themselves and/or are we turned off by women who hold a strong sense of independence? Or is it something as simple as, interracial relationships provide for more amusing discussion over candlelight dinners or vacations to exotic resorts? Are we no longer going against the grain and finally succumbing to the innate intrigue of gravitating towards and attaining something that is different? Or are we running from self hatred that is mirrored in the eyes of our black women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, first-time filmmaker, Erik Gordon, held a screening of his documentary, “Why Do Black Men Date White Women” at the High Museum of Art’s Hill Auditorium in Atlanta, Georgia. His angle was to pack up his camera and microphone, trek the streets of downtown Atlanta and boldly ask willing participants the question that became the title of his first film. Though much like this article, Gordon created this project to provide insight on what once was considered taboo, which has now become a social trend that no longer provokes reaction (other than a few disgruntled black women). Gordon explains, “It’s basically keeping it real and addressing the stereotypes. It’s a battle between the sexes within the race. It has to do with white women, but it’s more about the bond between black men and black women.” (Gordon is currently working on another documentary entitled, The Reality of Marriage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not surprising that men have banned together in appreciation for the project that illustrates exactly why more brothers have been inclined to choose dating outside their race. To say the least, there were some women on the other hand who were not as receptive. “A lot of Black Men are Dumb… I think it’s so funny when I see or read about these black male celebrities getting ripped off by these white women. They marry them, have kids, then in less than 2yrs the white woman is divorcing them, and walking off with half of everything like that wasn't her plan from jump street. And just to think, they call black women Gold Diggers,” one female stated in response to Gordon’s project. Another says, “My friend told me he dates white girls because they give no hassle and that they are more practical for him....PRACTICAL?!! Some black men are using white girls and its not fair on the white girls at all who think these black men actually like them…he said that getting a white girl is easy p^ssy,” says another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of possibilities in our search for understanding can go on forever. Thus, I conducted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surveys with 5 African American males&lt;/span&gt; in efforts to dispel some of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;negative myths created by Black women&lt;/span&gt;, and possibly gain true insight as to the lack of intimate camaraderie we have with them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The objective is to illustrate issues relating to our interaction – or lack thereof - with black women, and not necessarily what white women do for black men that black women don’t.&lt;/span&gt; Listed below are the top 10 out of 50 reasons why Black men find it hard to date Black women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Black women make black men feel under appreciated, unwarranted and irresponsible and regressive.&lt;br /&gt;2. Black women are too aggressive and no longer patient in waiting on the pursuit of a man.&lt;br /&gt;3. Black women are strong headed, too independent which presents great challenges in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;4. Black women are masculine in that they are controlling and like to run the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;5. Black women expect too much. They are gold diggers who will not look twice at a blue collar black man.&lt;br /&gt;6. Black women are hot headed and have bad attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Black women stop caring about their appearance after a certain age.&lt;br /&gt;8. Black women are not as sexually open as other races, especially in regards to oral sex.&lt;br /&gt;9. Black women’s tolerance is far too low; they are no longer empathetic to the black man’s struggle in white America.&lt;br /&gt;10. Black women do not cater to their men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid sharing these ten reasons with several Black women, some agreed to these assessments while others retorted (proving issue number 5) with negative connotation in their sentiments, placing blame on the opponent rather than listening and evaluating the dynamics that have prevented them from obtaining and maintaining relationships with their black men. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those women shared speculations such as: white women have low self esteem and are easy to manipulate; white women are nasty, take abuse and will do anything to keep a black man; white women are still considered trophies and black women considered big lipped, loud-mouthed jigga boos that hold black men back; black men are lazy and don’t want to be responsible or held accountable for their lives, their children and their families; white women make it easy for them to escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were thankful for having heard the truth in answers that came from the mouths of men themselves, rather than the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;resentful loose-lipped, bitter and angry women who probably hold valid reasons for their singleness&lt;/span&gt;, which may have nothing at all to do with race. Though society may no longer flinch at the sight of a black man with a white woman, it is apparent that some women are still scarred by the neglect and oversight imparted by their counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Why Black Men Date White Women&lt;/i&gt; (An explicit excision in sexual politics), Rajen Persaud speaks about the soiling of the black female and the sexual distance between us that was caused by the misappropriated mentalities introduced during slavery. “Throughout American history, the white male and Black females have had an open sexual relationship. Not consensual by any means, it was born out of rape, humility and control.” He goes on to explain, “Without any rights, legal recourse or protection from the local or state authorities, a black woman could make no decision concerning anything that affected her life…she was completely incapable of rejecting her master’s wishes – her alternatives were to do or die.” Apparently, the devastation experienced by black slaves caused inertia amongst the male population; thus prompting a reduction in perceptions of royalty and motherhood into likes of derogatory notions amounting to nothing more than sexual brood mares used to increase the slave population. From the looks of it, the once fertile and revered impression of the Black Queen held by black men was devalued and has yet to be recovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the problem really boils down to the fact that we no longer listen to one another. Dialogue must take place to gain better understanding of the pain that resides on both sides of the gender fence. There is large ground to be covered in the restoring of our relationships with one another if we are to preserve our people. We as humans have every right to exercise our preferences; however, we should really begin to stop and think about “the browning of our nation,” as interracial children are being born every day. We are already losing the race in different aspects of society. The least we can do is work harder at congregating in love as man and woman. We should ponder if love really conquers all; even when we are on the verge of becoming an endangered species. It is, however, harshly possible that we may never be able to come together in harmonious attempts to survive as a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew Lynch is an Exceptional Education Teacher at Sykes Elementary School, CEO of Lynch Consulting Group, LLC, and a Doctoral Candidate at Jackson State Mississippi. He is also the author of Closing the Racial Academic Achievement Gap, and an upcoming children’s book, entitled Matthew and the Money Tree. Mr. Lynch is a contributing columnist for The Black Suburban Journal, Blagazine, and Emerging Minds. Born and raised in Mississippi, he currently resides in Jackson, Mississippi. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8873389687118097386?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blackstate.com/dateblackwomen.html' title='Why Black Men Date White Women....?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8873389687118097386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8873389687118097386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8873389687118097386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8873389687118097386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-black-men-date-white-women.html' title='Why Black Men Date White Women....?'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7682528226917889237</id><published>2008-06-18T07:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T07:53:01.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Place In Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ensoundentertainment.com/images/micah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ensoundentertainment.com/images/micah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Exactly like the title says.  If you've read one of my more &lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/2008/06/he-is-in-me-as-we-are-in-thee.html"&gt;recent poems&lt;/a&gt; on my poetry page you would have seen that I've been stuck on the Micah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stampley&lt;/span&gt; Fresh Wind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.  There are a number of wonderful tracks on the CD. I can listen straight through the first eight or nine songs, and they are all motivational, uplifting, and praise-filled in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the latest song I heard was entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Place, &lt;/span&gt;and in just listening to the song, the slow melody, the passionate ad libs, puts you in Another Place.  I myself, am beginning to feel that way. I am in another place, not only in Him, but in myself.  I am starting to understand and appreciate more who it is that I am, and wonders that I myself am about to create because He works through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a place now in my 23 years that can take many people up to 35-40 to understand.  Now is the time that I must act upon what I know, and strive to physically and mentally be in another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to learn that life really is a journey, and although you may need rest stops on the way, the journey should never truly end.  If you're 25, 30, 50 years of age, and your life is feeling stale, then you have been at a rest stop for way to long, and it is time to continue your journey. Big question: where am I going?  That's between you and God (or whatever higher power you may seek).  Read my blog from Monday, you're journey is towards true happiness which often does not come until you understand where you belong in the grand scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people spend 95-101 years "searching" to finally realize that they were always where they belong, and some knuckle heads die at 25 thinking where they are in life is the only place they ever will be.&lt;br /&gt;So journey with me to Another Place in yourself, oh the wonders you can accomplish when you remove yourself from your rest stop of stagnation and commence the journey towards excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7682528226917889237?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7682528226917889237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7682528226917889237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7682528226917889237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7682528226917889237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-place-in-him.html' title='Another Place In Him'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6843948053023055667</id><published>2008-06-16T06:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T10:25:05.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Often chaos is required for one to understand and appreciate order.  Meaning, before you can understand true happiness, you must first feel and understand pain. And I'm not just speaking physically, there is also mental, emotional, and spiritual pain.  Each individual is affect differently by the type of pain that they endure.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But through this pain, which ever type it may be, once the chaos passes there is always order behind it. Yet we do not always understand how we have been effected by the pain that we had endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There are 3 outcomes to pain and chaos. 1 is the permanent damaging of a person.  This is when a person goes through something and they always carry that anger and pain to the point that it effects the remainder of their lives.  Their happiness is based on events prior to the pain, and no longer understands what true happiness can be. It is hard for these people to leave because they often outcast themselves, and make it hard for people to enter their lives to help positively change things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Number 2 is when the pain subsides and an individual feels a false happiness which blinds them from rational thinking and understanding.  These are the type of people who tend to make mountains out of molehills because any "good" situation, they assume is the "perfect" or right situation, only because of the immense pain they once suffered. They are happy, but they do not properly evaluate or appreciate the new happiness because they are just happy that they are no longer in pain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And lastly, 3 is not a happiness based on one's perception of the outside world and the pain caused by it, it is happiness that evolves from within one's self.  Much of the pain and chaos once suffered derived from a person not truly understanding where they belong in life.  Once that understanding comes to pass, and an individual can look back at their pain, and appreciate that it has helped them gain a better understand of who they are, where they belong, and what they want out of life; no matter what happens from that moment on, they are happy and in control.  That is true happiness. It can not be taken away by another person, another situation, or any other chaos or mayhem presented to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Only once a person can understand where they belong, can they then appreciate pain for the true happiness that will come of it. If you are truly happy, be appreciative of it and do not take advantage of whatever has created the happiness. If you are suffering from false happiness, enjoy it now, because eventually you will feel pain and rational thought will show you that the happiness is only temporary to ease previous pain; but true happiness is soon to be on the way. And if you are permanently scarred, go to church and pray for understanding and appreciation, and find out where you belong in order to seek happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Poetic Response -&lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/2008/06/true-happiness.html"&gt; True Happiness&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6843948053023055667?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6843948053023055667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6843948053023055667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6843948053023055667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6843948053023055667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/magic-of-mayhem.html' title='The Magic of Mayhem'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-704092275076768734</id><published>2008-06-13T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:00:01.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Often in life we need guidance or instruction, some type of assistance to help us understand a situation. Problem is, we are often unable to find the guidance, or don't know how to ask for it.  Well in this blog I've decided to make a list of a number of quotes for you to marinate on. Read and take heed, apply them to your life if you can.  I may do this again at some point with other quotes/ sayings, this is just a start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;**All quote came from somewhere but I didn't feel like digging up the authors, so just know they aren't mine (some are)**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"Some have been though brave, because they were too afraid to run away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"The most profound statements are often said in silence"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"A wiseman speaks when he have something to say. A fool speaks when he has to say something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"False friends are worse than open enemies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"Everything that irritates us about others, can often lead us to an understanding of ourselves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"The only time a person does not like gossip is when the gossip is about them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"Talk with me first and see if you can lend an opinion, before you make one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" id="rws6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" id="xjb4" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" id="ybin"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;for in life u are always caught in the MIDDLE; between where u came from &amp;amp; where ur headed to. so your progression depends on your direction!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;You can only be young once. But you can always be immature."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"True happiness depends on our actions and attitudes, not our circumstances"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"Be proactive, step out and do something in the world, and stop waiting for the world to do something for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;"It cost the government less money to send a young, black man to prison, than to send that same young, black man to college" (So where do you think they are putting them?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Let them sit on you...more another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-704092275076768734?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/704092275076768734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=704092275076768734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/704092275076768734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/704092275076768734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-ponder.html' title='Time to Ponder'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7524749974081617370</id><published>2008-06-11T09:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T09:13:33.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>So this blog isn't necessary catching up with my weekend, or the other 7 days I've missed blogging.  But me getting back in the groove of writing them by noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of things I could tell you about, but they are so far gone, it's pointless. If you don't already know, e-mail or call me, I'll share what went down.  But as for now, I'm going to B.S. you guys today and Friday is some random, pulled out my butt blogs about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the new iPhone, that is going to be cheap but practically worthless compared to the new generation of "iPhone-like" competitors.  I will say, the 1 thing that Appla has over all other "mp3-touchscreen phones", is the use of the iTunes store. If you've bout music from there, I think you can only really play the songs on a iPod.  It's that a monopoly?  But yea, the new cheaper, lamer, iPhone with be out in July, for once I can say DON'T BUY IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I do still want a MacBook or MacBook Pro for my photography and videography, so remember my birthday is July 5. I accept presents of all types. You can even pay a bill if you chose, I have a lot of those.  In regards to my birthday, I have a surprise for everyone, which you MAY get to see on Friday, if you have not already, so look forward to that blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is bye for now but not forever.&lt;br /&gt;"Hiyah-5" (Borat style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7524749974081617370?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7524749974081617370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7524749974081617370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7524749974081617370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7524749974081617370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1838016507335032364</id><published>2008-06-08T15:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:29:22.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Time</title><content type='html'>So I missed Friday's blog, and I will probably miss Monday's, sorry about that...just haven't had the time to write lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot to write about, but probably won't, some personal things.  But Sprite died, (my bird), I might write about that on Wednesday so stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1838016507335032364?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1838016507335032364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1838016507335032364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1838016507335032364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1838016507335032364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/give-me-time.html' title='Give Me Time'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3502927378035924831</id><published>2008-06-04T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:32:36.583-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deliverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Thanks To Everyone</title><content type='html'>I want to thank everyone that either commented, called, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebooked&lt;/span&gt; me, instant messaged me. Whatever it was the you did to show you care, I want to thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sit a name each individual person, because this would end up being a long blog, but one person I would like to thank in particular is Ms. Tracy, who is one of my coworkers.  I know any of you also prayed for me, but even in weeks prior to the bullet incident Ms. Tracy (Minister Tracy Simmons - invite her to speak to your flock) has been a spiritual mentor to me lately (she just didn't know it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So through everything, I have a new outlook on life, I am attempting to understand my purpose and reasoning, and I am now trying to move forward with what it is I am doing in life.  I was talking to a gentleman at work the other day, and I explained to him the one thing I want out of life is being remembered for changing something once I die.  He expressed to me, that even now in my life I have fulfilled that goal, because in my daily communication, in the way I walk, talk, carry myself, and attempt to effectively create a positive atmosphere, I am changing lives and people are already remembering who I am as soon as I walk out of a room (Ms. Tracy he was speaking confirmation about your cookout in which I lit up the room - accidentally, I just have good energy, I feel it in my spirit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to thank every person that prayed for me and I couldn't hear it and those that contacted me directly to check on how I was doing. I am doing wonderfully, and I'm in a process of changing my life, and I mean DRASTICALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, view my poem entitled &lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/2008/06/deliverance.html"&gt;Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all and God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3502927378035924831?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3502927378035924831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3502927378035924831&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3502927378035924831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3502927378035924831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-to-everyone.html' title='Thanks To Everyone'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-2016807914401760605</id><published>2008-05-30T22:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:00:10.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Durham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window'/><title type='text'>God Blocked It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**UPDATE 2 June 2 - See Below**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I know I have a blog for today already, but I needed to post this and it will stay up until Wednesday. Sorry if there are errors, I'm still shook up. Will edit later, may add more. you will know if I do.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So today around 5:00 PM I was traveling from work in RTP down Highway 147 towards Ellis road in Durham. At that time a bullet went through my rear window and fell into the car. As i was driving I heard a loud popping sound. One similar to a tire being blown. I looked around, didn't notice any funny, my car was fine so I kept rolling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got into Durham I went to the barber shop sat in the first chair closing to the window and got a shape up. My car still looked fine.  Well upon exited the barber shop, as I got closer to my car the rear window looked foggy. I walked around the car to find that the glass was shattered. To be honest the first thing I thought was that I played my music so loud it blew out the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I drive to my parent's house which is right around the corner and as my mother an I inspect the vehicle (which it is due for inspection this month) I see a bullet laying on the rear dash.  We call the sheriff. He comes out and informs me that the bullet was larger than that of the .45 caliber pistol he carries. He also said that 2 weeks prior a shooting happened in the same area at a business were a group of people were having a meeting around 1 AM. The shooters shot into the meeting at the employees minding their business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he said some one meant business. But no one should have business with me. And if someone really wanted me dead, I would assume they would have shot more than 1 time into the car.  I think it was gang related and they were looking for someone to shoot at. Thank God they only hit my rear window and not me or any other driver.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A co-worker of mine stated that no one could have been following me in order to target me. I travel highway 147 about once a month, and for someone to know I intended to travel to Durham on that day is impossible.  I live in the opposite direction of Durham and I never take any highway home. So I was a random target. Also in the pictures you will notice the bullet in angled down into the car, meaning it was shot from a higher elevation, embankment, exit, bridge? So, that made sense. If someone was looking to find me, they would have traveled down the roads I normally take home, and not to Durham once a month on any random day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was fine at my parent's, but when I left to go home, I realized I was a little shaken up as I got nervous anytime a car got close to me. I think my step father noticed it and he began talking to me as we drove to pick up his vehicle. I am driving his other one til I get my glass fixed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I thank the Lord that it was not my time, or any one else's on that street for that matter.  I am alive, and I ask that you pray for me and also yourselves and loved ones as they travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have pictures that you can go &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2200876&amp;amp;l=c6811&amp;amp;id=11802694"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;, or view the video below.  Song in video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohQIJCRI6pE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Kurt Carr - God Blocked It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5J0bESyWGU"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z5J0bESyWGU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-2016807914401760605?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/2016807914401760605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=2016807914401760605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2016807914401760605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/2016807914401760605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-blocked-it.html' title='God Blocked It'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3291553243560601196</id><published>2008-05-30T06:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:09:12.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slacking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Slacker Jacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I want to apologize. I'm sorry, I mean like REALLY sorry. Sorry to the 3-4 people that actually try to keep up with what is going on. I'm over a week behind on my &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/UCanCallMeGreen"&gt;YouTube videos&lt;/a&gt;, so more like 2-3 weeks (but I did make a video Wednesday explaining my absence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been slacking on my poetry as well, but last week I did 1 poem a day, and I also created a poem yesterday. So for those that are behind, it will give you time to catch up (&lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click Here To Read Poems&lt;/a&gt;).  Also with my &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/grantphotography"&gt;Photography&lt;/a&gt;, I'm not out and about as I once was, so I have been slacking. But recently I did go to W.B. Umstead park in Raleigh, NC and good about 142 photos. I think about 27 were actually published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you look in the left hand column and view my "Updates" section, you should see the latest photos. Make sure you check out any other's while you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should hopefully be back onto photography and YouTube videos soon.  That also means I expect you to show support in those areas as well as reading this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have been slacking because I have be busy and preoccupied for the past month almost, so I haven't had the time to "Vlog" or do photography. Also because it takes $100,000 to fill up my gas tank, I haven't been trying to drive too much to go take pictures. But give me time, and I'll have everything in order.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mz-ihi_rZVI"&gt;I did make a video on this past Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;, so you can go view that, I just haven't gotten back into the swing of things, so I can't just say I'm back making videos.  I might have another this weekend, probably Saturday, or wait and post it Monday and just make it this weekend. I don't know, just watch and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am reducing my blogs, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ONCE AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;! I am no longer going to write a day once a day, for 5 days a week. Not only is it a lot on me, it is also a lot on my readers that don't check my blogs often (once a month is not often - 2-3 times a week is often - once a week, I'll let slide. You can check your e-mail everyday, but can't stop to read a paragraph of a blog twice a week? What a shame).  I am structuring my blogs to a minimum of 3 a week; Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. This will be starting next week on Monday, June 2, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, if there is something that I feel needs to be addressed on a day other than those 3, I will do so accordingly.  For the most part, expect new blogs on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays. Giving my 4 readers the time to read and also &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;COMMENT &lt;/span&gt;(which many of you are not doing!!!). I don't expect a long drawn out synopsis of how you feel based on what you read. Just a snippet of an idea is fine. Is something sparks your thoughts, write a lot. That is what the comment space is for, your comments and responses. Respond to each other comments, I don't care, just use the dang on comment box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I will have more time for my poems, videos, and photography soon. Be patient and Pay Attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Now run along and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3291553243560601196?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3291553243560601196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3291553243560601196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3291553243560601196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3291553243560601196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/slacker-jacker.html' title='Slacker Jacker'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3231582474924481336</id><published>2008-05-29T06:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:03:17.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCCU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Duke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degree'/><title type='text'>Your Degree is a Shame...No, the Article is a Shame...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Many of you may have heard about the Rape Allegation Case of 2006 in Durham, NC. If you don't know anything about it here is a quick rundown:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A NCCU (North Carolina Central University) student, who is/was a "private dancer", along with another friend were hired to work a party. The party was thrown by Duke University's Lacrosse team. After a scuffle, some yelling, etc, she (the NCCU student), pressed charges against the team saying a number of the players raped, and sexually assaulted her. Come to find out, she was lying (so they saw. They may not have raped her, but I'm sure they touched her inappropriately at some point) . It created a massive socio-economic and racial tension in Durham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well on last Friday, May 23, 2008, a Duke University Student wrote a column entitled "&lt;a href="http://media.www.dukechronicle.com/media/storage/paper884/news/2008/05/15/Columns/Summa.Cum.Loony-3371900.shtml"&gt;Summa cum Loony&lt;/a&gt;" for an independent newspaper that is circulated throughout Duke's campus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The main focus of her article is that she can longer take a Degree from NCCU seriously because they gave a degree, to not only the girl that accused the players of rape, but also to a convicted felon who robbed two Duke students at gunpoint in 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Here is a statement from her column:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Just this month, the university graduated Crystal Mangum, the drug-addled, mentally unstable prostitute who falsely accused three lacrosse players of raping her two years ago."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;All name calling and personal agenda's aside, this "b*tch" is RUDE (excuse my slang).  Because a school gave out 2 degrees to  people whom you might call immoral or unethical, doesn't mean you should call the school immoral or unethical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't care if Satan was a student at NCCU, if he did his work, payed is bills, and was academically successful, he can be Valedictorian for all I care. But who am I to judge.  Who is she to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In addition, Duke's record is not spot clean for handing out degrees to saints.  I personally know a number of Duke students who partake in the number of activities that she accuses the NCCU students of, the difference is, many of the Duke students either are not caught, or mommy and daddy pays enough money to the school where it "disappears" from their record. (My personal opinion).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As well, NCCU has granted degrees to a number of very well known and successful individuals. I want to know your personal take on this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But that's my take on it.  What do you think? Leave comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3231582474924481336?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3231582474924481336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3231582474924481336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3231582474924481336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3231582474924481336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-degree-is-shameno-article-is-shame.html' title='Your Degree is a Shame...No, the Article is a Shame...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3743730507562140935</id><published>2008-05-28T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:12:54.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><title type='text'>Fill it Up</title><content type='html'>So here it is again. A Wednesday, your day to write on my blog. Use the comment section below and spill your guts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write about you, maybe about me. If you have a blog, post the link. Whatever you choice, do it below. I don't really have much to say.  Well I may add somethings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the most part of it, this is about YOU, my readers. Comment below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Meaning I'll get...1 comment at the most**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3743730507562140935?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3743730507562140935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3743730507562140935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3743730507562140935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3743730507562140935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/fill-it-up.html' title='Fill it Up'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6900297959906366584</id><published>2008-05-27T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:46:27.706-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Re-Memorializing Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So yesterday was Memorial Day, and I didn't write anything because it was a holiday. I didn't do anything special the weekend other than chill out with my peoples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I hope everyone had their fun cookouts and parties and such. I had fun of my own and your couldn't be there.  Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But we are beginning a new week. Hope you have new fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6900297959906366584?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6900297959906366584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6900297959906366584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6900297959906366584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6900297959906366584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/re-memorializing-day.html' title='Re-Memorializing Day'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7535274473351793719</id><published>2008-05-23T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T06:00:05.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myxertones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ringtones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myxer'/><title type='text'>Ringer-Tones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.myxertones.com/images/myxer-logo-header2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://cdn.myxertones.com/images/myxer-logo-header2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.myxertones.com"&gt;Myxer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not 100% sure of the legality behind this. I myself have used this website a few times and so far I've enjoyed it.  But direct yourself to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myxertones.com/"&gt;Myxertones.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; and get free ringtones. I was skeptical at first, but then after using it, I would recommend it to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;All you do is go on the website, search up some stuff and send it to your phone. You will get a text message to a link to where your phone will have to download the song, and presto, a new free ring tone.  After getting about 3, they do require you to make an account. To my knowledge the account is free as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;There is even the ability to upload songs in your personal collection to make into ring tones, or if you are a musical artist or a poet, you can upload your own original music or poems, turn them into ring tones and sell them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;As I said, I have tried it, and I like it. In the search you can find pretty much anything, from rap, to rock, to gospel, even quirky random sayings.  I have a few songs made by independent artist that were funny like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myxertones.com/ringtone:471069/"&gt;"Your Momma is Callin" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;song, pretty funny stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;But go check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myxertones.com/"&gt;Myxertones.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;, and keep reading my blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thanks for showing me this...**You know who you are**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.myxertones.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7535274473351793719?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myxertones.com/' title='Ringer-Tones'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7535274473351793719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7535274473351793719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7535274473351793719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7535274473351793719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/ringer-tones.html' title='Ringer-Tones'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8776273830944001553</id><published>2008-05-22T09:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:33:36.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplanes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black bike week'/><title type='text'>Ramble Bamble....</title><content type='html'>You know, nothing specific has really been on my mind lately. Nothing extravagant has really happened. Nothing has really sparked my imagination or interest.  I think it's because I'm not doing as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm sitting in the house doing nothing, it's that I've been overly busy with doing stuff that I haven't had the time to do my usual thinking and writing.  I will say this, after that hail storm this past Tuesday, the weather has been splendid. Warm but not too hot type of weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas is still going up. It was $3.87 on my way to work today, and the oil companies say they have nothing to do with it.  That's like Satan owning hell, but saying he has nothing to do with the temperature. Turn on some fans, bruh. I need to get with that Billy Goat and ask him if there were really lakes of fire, and if they have life guards for swimming.  I'm sure "Hell-sharks" are a beast.  But yea, Memorial Day is looking slim on travel this year.  You do have your die-hards that are going to races, and bike weeks, etc. But is it that serious to pay the money for gas, or air-fair, hotel, and food, just to "freaknik"...bull-crap, all the money you could save by not going, just buy some nudey-booty movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject of travel, starting in June, airlines will be charging for luggage in addition to the ticket price.  $15 for the first checked bag and $20 for each additional bag, I don't think that is including carry-ons, just stored luggage. That is to compensate for the price of gas. Ain't that a "witch".  Good thing I'm already too broke to travel.  But this"recessing non-recession" that this president has us in, is all blamed on republicans that voted for him because they didn't know any better, and democrats that where feared into thinking the "war" was about something real. Gullible-ass liberals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are today's random thoughts. Also, maybe 2 people read my blog yesterday, and only 1 commented (hope I published it, if not, I'll go back and do it).  Whats with my fan base. NO ONE CARES!!...but that's cool, I'mma write anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace like chicken and hair grease.&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8776273830944001553?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8776273830944001553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8776273830944001553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8776273830944001553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8776273830944001553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/ramble-bamble.html' title='Ramble Bamble....'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6134522078699179561</id><published>2008-05-21T09:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:46:54.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reader&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Filler Spiller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The original post that was here got removed.  I no longer liked it, and it suffered grammatical issues because I was rushed in producing it.  I'm sure this one will have errors as well, but I don't care, get over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So I'm filling this space with randomosity, or basically nothing in particular.  How about my readers fill this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Go down below and leave a comment about anything. Whether you like my blogs, if there is an specific topic you would like for me to cover, anything.  So, unlike usual where you just read my blog and then exit out, just scroll down and click "add comment" in the comments section (where it says "comments were made" - click that) and leave a little something. Anything. Even if it's a "Hi, Green" and your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Today is my reader's day where you the reader gets to blog on my blog. I may do it more often, maybe once a week so keep up if there is anything you want me to cover specifically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;**DON'T JUST READ AND LEAVE...LEAVE A COMMENT FOR A CHANGE**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;*Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6134522078699179561?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6134522078699179561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6134522078699179561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6134522078699179561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6134522078699179561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/filler-spiller.html' title='Filler Spiller'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8661767298787304429</id><published>2008-05-20T06:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:16:19.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AIDS'/><title type='text'>Because She is Materialistic...And He has on Bling...</title><content type='html'>So my mother forwarded me this e-mail with a video that I have attached below. The video it a little over 6 months or so old, but I'm just seeing it for the first time. Many of you may be also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that same regards a number of people have stated that the video is fake and that he has done this for attention (a number of people have said in other videos he states getting AIDS from Lil Bow Wow), whether it was him or not, whether what he states is true or not, there are a number of things to be learned from this. Listen for yourself.  But he is right, there are many "easy girls" that will lay down for the glitter and glamor of a life they are not promised, and will do it without any regards to they own personal safety because they are more worried about the attention they will get, or the car they will get to ride in. Etc....just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not he had spread AIDS isn’t the issue…the fact that there is truth in that women will lay down over material things, attention, fame, etc. is what he is trying to address. Basically he was saying that he gave over 15,000 women AIDS because they were more concerned with the fact that he drove a Jaguar and had on jewelry…rather than concerned about having protected sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He listed off a few names of women that had sex with him and not once asked if he had a condom, but they were quick to hop in his car after leaving the club, because he had nice material things. Watch Below! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A response that I got: &lt;br /&gt;   "Be that as it may, that fact was disgustingly overshadowed by his "method" of bringing this information to the forefront. Just as simple as your saying that there is truth to this, so could have been the delivery of his message. Furthermore, that was NOT his only point. He made it clear that because such females "don't give a f**k", he doesn't either and so he wanted to "teach them a lesson". Unfortunately he spoke to another truth of a number of minority men not putting themselves in the position to uplift their woman... rather, beat them down, destroy their lives, etc."&lt;br /&gt; This is a whole different issue that may be addressed later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FXILQf3WIlg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FXILQf3WIlg&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8661767298787304429?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8661767298787304429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8661767298787304429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8661767298787304429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8661767298787304429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/because-she-is-materialisticand-he-has.html' title='Because She is Materialistic...And He has on Bling...'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7884172884457028509</id><published>2008-05-19T09:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:45:25.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina'/><title type='text'>One By One</title><content type='html'>So I have noticed a phenomenon lately that I'm not sure if anyone else has noticed.  If you live in North Carolina, you've encountered it, but probably never stopped to think about it.  What I have encountered is death.  Not in my own life (Thank the Lord), but around me.  In the past 2 weeks alone,  someone in North Carolina has died EVERYDAY.  AT LEAST ONE PERSON A DAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is coming from WRAL, so that means at least 1 death a day is reported, there are countless others that go unreported, because either they have no case behind them, such as heart attacks or strokes, or they are not media catching.  And I know many are thinking, "well poor kids die in Africa everyday", and we've known that for over 200 years. But for someone to randomly die once a die, that is frightening this close to home. A hungry nation versus two women getting hit outside of a University within a 3 day period all in a few miles from one another, is quite a bit different. To top it off, a girl from the University was killed, who happened to also be outside jogging.  Are the health conscious the first to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of car wrecks that lead to deaths, domestic stabbings, battered children.  Day by day, one by one, someone in North Carolina has passed.  AND THAT IS JUST NORTH CAROLINA.  Maybe I'm the only one seeing it.  People are killed quite often in Durham, so death itself is not what is surprising me, its the number of "I can't believe they died" deaths that are happening every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any comments on this, please leave them in the "Add comments" sections below.  Maybe I'm tripping, but something is just not right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7884172884457028509?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7884172884457028509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7884172884457028509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7884172884457028509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7884172884457028509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-by-one.html' title='One By One'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-5149247211960895312</id><published>2008-05-17T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T06:00:01.138-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Time Consumption</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/clock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/images/clock.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Picture from &lt;a href="http://school.discoveryeducation.com/clipart/clip/clock.html"&gt;Discovery Education&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to say to my 3-4 loyal fans, this will be the last Saturday that I blog. My weekends are very action packed, and wonderful adventures, and so writing a blog tends to slow progress. So after today, I will no longer be writing blogs on Saturday or Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is something from my weekend that I wish to share, it will either be in a blog for the following week, or I may post a &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/ucancallmegreen"&gt;YouTube &lt;/a&gt;video in regards to that topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to not only help myself, but also, for the readers of my blog, it will give you the weekend to catch up on a weeks worth of blogs, and also if you are unavailable for the weekend you don't have to worry about having missed something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YAY for the weekends, and goodbye to my Saturday and Sunday blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-5149247211960895312?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/5149247211960895312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=5149247211960895312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5149247211960895312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/5149247211960895312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-consumption_17.html' title='Time Consumption'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8773219881560115365</id><published>2008-05-16T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:00:01.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genius'/><title type='text'>Boy Wonder</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, May 14, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WRAL&lt;/span&gt; posted this article &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wral.com/news/national_world/national/story/2879370/"&gt;10-year-old scholar takes Calif. college by storm&lt;/a&gt;, which is basically about what the title says; a ten year old kid in college.  Though its not the fact that he is in college that amazes me, it is how his parents responded to the level of intelligence their son possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in college, I spoke with a lot of friends who informed me that they weren't happy with their major, or that it wasn't what they wanted out of life. Instead a family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;member&lt;/span&gt;, most like a mother or father, pushed them into becoming a doctor, or a lawyer, or an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;engineer&lt;/span&gt;.  But if you read the article, his parents "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never planned to enroll their son in college at age 8, and sought to put him in a private elementary school when he was 6&lt;/span&gt;" [WRAL]. It was actually his teachers that suggested it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told his parents that his ability was much higher than that level, that he should take a higher-level course," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Liao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; says. "But his parents didn't want to push him.&lt;/span&gt;" quoted one teacher [WRAL]. And that is how parents should be.  Supportive without being overly aggressive.  It is nice to provide wisdom and advice, but for a child to be academically proficient, they must be allowed to pursue their OWN dream at their OWN pace.  Being supportive and pressuring are two different concepts, and it is a concept that these parents have grasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with that, the child himself is quite gifted, and is able to comprehend information objectively, which allows him to better understand it. Yet in the same regards he feels no pressure to overachieve or overcome because he doesn't have that authority figure continually breathing down his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kids follow your dreams. He is planning to study what interest him, and in that he is much more successful because he is interested in it. And parents allow your kids to follow their own dream.  You had your chance, and although you may not agree, support them, but do not pressure them for that may cause rebellion and opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the article was interesting, but I looked at it from a different perspective. Not only was he a child "genius", his parents still understood that he was a kid at the end of the day.  But I guess its easier to do when your kid is already smart, versus having a dumb kid that you just want to pass the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade so he can get that job at McDonald's. [and yes, there are dumb kids, not just intellectually, but even in decision making].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lata Gata,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8773219881560115365?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8773219881560115365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8773219881560115365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8773219881560115365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8773219881560115365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/boy-wonder.html' title='Boy Wonder'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3714045777379746631</id><published>2008-05-15T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:32:41.971-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorate'/><title type='text'>One Stop Drop Shop</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend I helped Tenesha move into her apartment, and I thought to myself, I don't like the way my bathroom looks because it doesn't define me.  When I first moved into the apartment, I just bought a quick, cheap, burgundy, blue, and cream bathroom set.  I got tired of that quick, so I this past Monday I went to &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt; and upgraded my bathroom.  Here is a tour.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I started with the shower curtain which is filled with a variety of colored blocks (green being the most important). Along with that I purchased an orange and a green rug for the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCpkD0lmQBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qw-bVcUth5U/s200/Floor.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't stop there, I got some containers for the sink that hold lotion, toothbrushes, and a container for my Q-tips.  On two of the containers I used stickers for letters to signify the difference between my lotion and my soap, for any guest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCpkEElmQCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2ZL95VhhB4o/s200/Sink.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, for a little touch, I took some cheap picture frames and placed colored construction paper inside of them and using the stickers, created a number of sayings, and placed them above the toilet.  If you can't see them in the picture below they say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Green Means Go"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't Waste My Tissue"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wipe the Seat if you Miss"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Towel to Dry Hands; Behind Door"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Make sure you Flush"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCpkEklmQDI/AAAAAAAAAG0/x3OyxzhS5oI/s200/Tiles.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, showers aren't the same when they are that bright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the "One Stop Drop Shop" ~ B. White&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3714045777379746631?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3714045777379746631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3714045777379746631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3714045777379746631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3714045777379746631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-stop-drop-shop.html' title='One Stop Drop Shop'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCpkD0lmQBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qw-bVcUth5U/s72-c/Floor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6390555119364267466</id><published>2008-05-14T06:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:56:52.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><title type='text'>OOOHHHH-BAMA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So yesterday I saw the following video, and I thought I should write about it because it was very inspiring.  I think the part that I liked the most was when the actress from Ray that played the wife (sorry for not knowing her name, put it in the comments - she is super hot though [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0913488/"&gt;Kerry Washington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; - I found her] And it has that super fly Jessica Alba. I think I'm going to watch it again), but she said how Obama would be the President for the people and not the for "top 10% of the rich or the biggest lobbyist [etc]" and that touched me, because for 8 years now our republican president has been working for the people, but only for the people that could work in his favor.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But the majority of the video is similar to the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=jjXyqcx-mYY"&gt;Yes We Can&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" video, yet it is narrated by different celebrities explain what they want out of Obama.  Also, if allows you to upload your own piece in support. I haven't looked deep into the website, but you can go here for more information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.hopeactchange.com/"&gt;Hope Act Change&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;MAKE SURE YOU VOTE FOR CHANGE '08.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" id="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=bc0db8e9-64ee-41b4-9688-2c30ee6cf765&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.musicane.com/yeswecan/musicane2.swf?rsid=bc0db8e9-64ee-41b4-9688-2c30ee6cf765&amp;amp;sid=911E113E-F2EA-41EA-A5A6-C2A2B1A2E9E3&amp;amp;uid=&amp;amp;featured=31CD154E-6075-4DAB-A39E-EB1B1E57BA23" quality="high" name="Musicane" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="371" width="408"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6390555119364267466?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6390555119364267466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6390555119364267466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6390555119364267466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6390555119364267466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/ooohhhh-bama.html' title='OOOHHHH-BAMA!!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7107126978965867848</id><published>2008-05-13T09:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:14:09.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothingness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>So have you ever been wide awake, but just left like doing nothing.  I'm pretty much feeling like that today.  It's not a matter of being lazy, I just feel as though I don't want to be obligated to doing anything.  I just want to do things on my own time, and choose to do the things that I prefer to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's, not a get-back-in-the-bed type of feeling, more like a sit here and do nothing type of feeling. My eyes are heavy, but I'm not tired, I feel full of energy, I just don't want to do anything that I HAVE to do. Can people just not have a day to themselves?  And some of you are thinking, it's that what the weekend is for. NO, the weekend tends to be days of catch-up for everything you couldn't finish during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably 1 weekend a month, does the average have a chance to just have to themselves and do absolutely nothing.  Doesn't that seem a little wrong? What part of the American Dream is that?  What about the part of LIFE, or does that mean living, and not necessarily having a "life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of me rambling, cause I'm starting to not want to do this either (HA-HA).  But yea, where's a national "Do Nothing Unless You Want To" Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7107126978965867848?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7107126978965867848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=7107126978965867848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7107126978965867848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/7107126978965867848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-22633942944710989</id><published>2008-05-12T09:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:19:20.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parakeet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><title type='text'>Obey Your Thirst</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2795867/2/istockphoto_2795867_yellow_and_green_budgie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2795867/2/istockphoto_2795867_yellow_and_green_budgie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet "Sprite". Sprite is my new 6 week old Green Parakeet that I scooped up from the store.  This isn't him in the picture, but this is as close as I could get from an internet search. I haven't taken any pictures of him yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is a little tense, so I haven't been able to hold him or really even touch him.  He has a tendency to flap away as I stick my hand in the cage just to give him clean water or move his stuff around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is unable to fly, as his wings have been clipped, but I need him to get acquainted with me before they grow out again because I will need to have the wings and the nails clipped before either get too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, this is my new buddy Sprite. I've been trying to talk to him, and allow him to get use to having me around so that he's not so afraid.  Hopefully by the end of the week (more like the end of the month), he/she (too young to tell), may be more comfortable with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone meet Sprite.  Thats all I have to say about that (Forrest Gump style).  If you have any questions or tips let me know.  And I'll have to make sure my mom doesn't get a hold of him.  My sister said she sold her parakeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info on parakeets &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parakeet"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from a &lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2795867/2/istockphoto_2795867_yellow_and_green_budgie.jpg"&gt;google search&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-22633942944710989?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/22633942944710989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=22633942944710989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/22633942944710989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/22633942944710989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/obey-your-thirst.html' title='Obey Your Thirst'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-647195547904813543</id><published>2008-05-11T10:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:13:40.526-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Saying HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all: Mothers, GrandMothers, GodMothers, StepMothers, FosterMothers, PlayMothers, and MOTHERS of any sort. I hope this day is full of wonder and happiness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for those who have lost their Mothers or Mothers who have lost there children, know that they are in a better place looking down on us this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a special Happy Mother's Day to my Mom, and Mothers in my Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a Happy Mother's Day/ Happy Birthday to my Sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mother's Day to ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-647195547904813543?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/647195547904813543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=647195547904813543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/647195547904813543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/647195547904813543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8006680091028670861</id><published>2008-05-10T10:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:17:51.506-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><title type='text'>I DO Have and EDAMACATION!!!</title><content type='html'>So it has been brought to my attention that I tend to have a spelling and grammar issue when I make post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to fix that I will be re-reading my post prior to posting them.  With the grammar/spelling, I ten to just type as I think, and then publish the post.  And I feel I have slight dylexia, because I will think one thing and type it backwards.  Also, our fingers are conditioned to typing certain phrases or specific letters after one another, so I may slip up and you'll see "and" where "an" should be just because may hand it used to typing "d" after "n" in that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I will try to make sure that I am grammatically appropriate, as well as fixing spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do believe,  I will get lazy and have some slang/Ebonics, so if you can't understand, hire a translator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, nothing for today cause this is a busy weekend...and tomorrow is Mother's Day..I'll blog that, and then Monday, I'll hit you with a weekend recap as usually.  Stay tuned for a possible video this weekend or Monday...Not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8006680091028670861?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8006680091028670861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8006680091028670861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8006680091028670861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8006680091028670861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-do-have-and-edamacation.html' title='I DO Have and EDAMACATION!!!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-6398875802457762291</id><published>2008-05-09T10:30:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:19:13.139-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>My lack of sensitivity....</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I wrote a blog in reference to the frequency in which I will be writing blogs. Note this: THE POST WAS ABOUT ME STARTING TO WRITE A NEW BLOG EVERYDAY.  The rest was said jokingly, with a FEW serious statements.  But nothing was to be taken to heart.  Jokingly people tell me I have nothing better to do or I'm bored, and to those people, I am not referencing you.  But there are others out there that truly are, what some would say; against me, and so that was more or less to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people laughed at yesterday's blog. And some people didn't.  The people that had never seen that side of me were in shock and awe. But those who know how I can get, laughed it off and told me to stop acting stupid.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be times I write blogs that people my not agree with, or my feel hurt by.  Put a comment below and I'll address it.  I'm never going to go to far or just seem out right rude or incompetent, but everyone is not going to agree with what I say, and I may even say things that are shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just note, they are thoughts, nothing is charted out or planned, I write it as I think it.  If you need clarification about something, click on "add comment" below and I'll address it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not about kicking people out of my life.  That will come later...HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reference to a few things. The blog was e-mailed to my family, but more people than just my family read the blogs. Below are a few responses that I had to make in order for people not to smear my name in the streets do to miscommunication:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt;"my blog was very general and called no one out...anyone that was offended called themselves out..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt;"but people can be a bit sensitive..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt;"I only have the e-mails of family...but many other people read my blogs...so it was a very general blog...with no references to any particular person"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt;"just wanted to inform most people that I am writing blogs everyday now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt;"more or less to be informative...I just got heated near the end...but more than just family read my blogs..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:12;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I had to add a  disclaimer to the beginning of my blog because I realized more people took it  personally than necessary.  Not all off of my blogs have been of this nature.   This is [yesterday]’s blog, other blogs, included some of my poems and videos are of  encouragement, everyday events, and other things in  life, not just my own."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:12;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;"I hope people don’t  read this one blog and get an incorrect perspective of who I am, without reading  any of the other blogs that I have posted. If so, that is a regard to their own  shallowness in judging who I am based on what I’ve written in 1 blog,  disregarding anything else I have written, because they have read none of the others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;But if you were offended I do apologize, but remember my life is just as real as yours and you should respect that.  But please do read my other blogs if you haven't. You will see that many of them are not like the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in addition to random blogs there will be discussions of events in my life, and they may offended some people.  Yet, for me to overcome my own trials, I will need to address them, and if someone is offended by that, then they themselves my be the trial that I am overcoming.  And if you feel that it is you, just ask evin.grant@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know if it has anything to do with you or not.  But if you don't think it is about you, don't take it so personally.  Unless I blatantly call you out, then don't assume it is about you, because then there will be unnecessary hostility that could have been avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**And also, this blog was not written at work, it was written the day before and set to post in the morning.  Many of my blogs are pre-written and set to post while I'm at work, so no, I don't write blogs at work everyday.  To help clear that up as well - not directed at any particular person - another GENERAL statement (so I really hope I don't have say this in every personal blog)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-6398875802457762291?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/6398875802457762291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=6398875802457762291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6398875802457762291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/6398875802457762291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/are-people-that-senstive-or-did-i-sound.html' title='My lack of sensitivity....'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-3119602134053266994</id><published>2008-05-08T11:43:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:39:08.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>When The Sun Is At It's Highest Point...and Some Spring Cleaning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**PAY ATTENTION/ Disclaimer - this is to be taken lightly...I am not stepping on anyone's toes...just wrote it how I thought it.  Don't take stuff too personally, a lot of times it is me and has nothing to do with you.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(38, 130, 53);"&gt; I just wrote it how I thought it, a lot of times I'll just say how I feel about something...and if someone gets offended...i just tell them don't point an angry finger at me for saying it...point an angry finger at yourself for doing it against me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/ and again I edit - this is meant to inform everyone about the frequency in which I will be writing blogs.  Anything at the end is mind farts that came out as I typed, but they will not be removed, for I have the freedom to express how I choose./ there will be a follow up blog in regards to this tomorrow.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I decided (well it's been something I though about for a while), that I am going to try and post a blog once a day, and by noon on each day.  Whether that means, creating it the night before and setting it to post the next morning, or just posting one each day before the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.learnsomethingtoday.com/Clip%20art/sweeping%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.learnsomethingtoday.com/Clip%20art/sweeping%20man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Either way, if you check my blog every day after noon, there will be something new.  So that will require you to check my blogs EVERYDAY, or spend 1 day catching up on all that you missed.  This will help get traffic to this blog, my &lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Artistry blog&lt;/a&gt;, and my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/UCanCallMeGreen"&gt;YouTube Channel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As far as &lt;a href="http://green-wordplay.blogspot.com/"&gt;my artistry blog&lt;/a&gt;, I will try to have at least 2-3 new post every week. That is the same with my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/UCanCallMeGreen"&gt;YouTube account&lt;/a&gt;.  So believe THERE WILL BE RANDOM POST (most like about "nothing"), because of my attempt to create them consistently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And [some people are] saying "oh you must have nothing to do", "you must have too much free time", "get a hobby"...well surprise to you, this is my hobby.  In my creation of these and my videos I have no free time. If you have been keeping up, I am behind on pictures on my &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/grantphotography"&gt;Grant Photography&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to anyone who feels that this or my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/UCanCallMeGreen"&gt;YouTube &lt;/a&gt;post is done out of boredom, or lack of something better to do. You are sadly mistaken.  They are done as a form of expression. They are done as a "hobby" which I choose to do out of interest in expressing my thoughts to the world, and not out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;apologize that you don't have the free time to explore everything you are interested in your own life, but DO NOT rain on my parade in light of supporting what I choose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, be a part of my life, or get out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spring cleaning, so don't get thrown away with the trash. Cause either way I'll &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdYKT5neBHc"&gt;encourage myself&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment below if you so desire. I've had to edit it due to misconceptions on what this was about. Tomorrow's blog will address that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell your friends to check me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Song for 2008: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c6yhgFxDQMw"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Picture From: &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.learnsomethingtoday.com/Clip%2520art/sweeping%2520man.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.learnsomethingtoday.com/text%2520pages/Weekly%2520housecleaning%2520list.htm&amp;amp;h=600&amp;amp;w=430&amp;amp;sz=57&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;sig2=HNE7vNNTm1WLiWC4onXGhA&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=BUfeNGIVsmkKDM:&amp;amp;tbnh=135&amp;amp;tbnw=97&amp;amp;ei=WyIjSJCyE5CSesisrIEM&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsweeping%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;Learn Something Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xe-wGHLXJM4"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xe-wGHLXJM4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-3119602134053266994?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/3119602134053266994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=3119602134053266994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3119602134053266994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/3119602134053266994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-sun-is-at-its-highest-pointand.html' title='When The Sun Is At It&apos;s Highest Point...and Some Spring Cleaning!'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-8492531195446881178</id><published>2008-05-07T10:42:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:32:42.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NC'/><title type='text'>Wolfpack Presidential (Click for More)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;**I apologize that the pics are bad. I had accidentally left my camera in the car, so I had to use my phone/ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N0YAhGZGGnQ"&gt;CLICK HERE TO SEE MY VIDEO&lt;/a&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDLmrNDlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hkCyKUD1UvM/s1600-h/Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197650049089998418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDLmrNDlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hkCyKUD1UvM/s320/Obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So last night I went to the Obama Event Party at NC State. It was fun and filled with energy, mostly because by the time it had started, around 9 PM, CNN already had anticipated his win in NC, followed by him slowly closing in on Hilary Clinton in Indiana (which although she won, it wasn't by enough to brag about, in comparison to his nearly SPANKING her in NC - based on votes not percentage).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDTWrNDmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2YGKzvh-sBI/s1600-h/Obama+%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197650182233984610" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDTWrNDmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2YGKzvh-sBI/s200/Obama+%2813%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Tenesha invited me, because she didn't want to go alone. I personally didn't care to go at all, but I went in support of her. I'm political, but I don't really care about this part now, I know who I voted for, but in November there will only be 1 option anyways, and they will be saying the same things they have said since the first primary vote (unless Hilary continues to change her mind about every topic as she realizes people are losing interest in her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I "got" (ask if you need clarification) a ticket and went. We were at the front of the stage, while being in the back of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; When you see the THOUSAND of people on TV at these parties, it's all camera tricks. The people on stage, and the ones in the stands around him, were about all the people there. The ones on the floor is a small group just to give the camera some heads to look over to show on TV, but it wasn't too packed on the floor because most of the people were in the stands as a back drop for when the cameras pan and zoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But he spoke, and we couldn't hear him over everyone yelling. But you guys hear a direct audio feed from the mics into your TVs, we hear the stadium speakers...which SUCK! We cheered, my legs were sore, and we went home. But it was a good experience to be a part of the "Yes We Can"..."Change We Can Believe In" Movements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So in November make sure you support Obama, cause Hilary might not be able to catch up. Sorry Hitlery...I mean Billary....I mean HILARY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDb2rNDnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PTENHwdmMJk/s1600-h/Obama+%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197650328262872690" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDb2rNDnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PTENHwdmMJk/s200/Obama+%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDp2rNDoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XWd_bkMSyi0/s1600-h/Obama+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197650568781041282" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDp2rNDoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XWd_bkMSyi0/s200/Obama+%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't seem to get that right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I voted...Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*See video at bottom*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Question: how is he able to memorize his speech, but Hilary must continually look at her notes? Odd, He might have glanced down a few times (if at all), but there are times where she is straight reading from a piece of paper!!! What the "truck" is up with that...??**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki-oMjmwiUA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ki-oMjmwiUA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-8492531195446881178?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/05/06/primaries.change/index.html#cnnSTCText' title='Wolfpack Presidential (Click for More)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/8492531195446881178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=8492531195446881178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8492531195446881178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/8492531195446881178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/wolfpack-presidental-click-for-more.html' title='Wolfpack Presidential (Click for More)'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/SCHDLmrNDlI/AAAAAAAAAGE/hkCyKUD1UvM/s72-c/Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-1870267263091674512</id><published>2008-05-05T09:57:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T16:15:28.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GTA4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>I had not intention of blogging today, I was just going to make a video about my mishap.  But I decided to start this week with a little excerpt of my weekend.  Oh, and is it funny. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdYKT5neBHc"&gt;(&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hdYKT5neBHc"&gt;I did make a video, click here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:  So I get in from work and dropping the roommate off at the airport, and I decide to play some &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=FdeY-gkxnMM"&gt;Gran Theft Auto 4 (Click here to see a video of it).&lt;/a&gt; Well I'm playing the game, and it is about 6.  I am minding my own business. Playing single player, playing online, not a care in the world.  Earlier that day I sent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tenesha&lt;/span&gt; a text message, but she didn't responded. Figured she was at work dealing with the kids and couldn't get back at me, a usual deal so I kept playing my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well around 10:30 that night, my brother in law shows up at my front door.  I let him in thinking he just wanted to hang out somewhere, so I go back to playing the game.  This dude tells me that for the past 4 or so hours him, my sister, my mom, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tenesha&lt;/span&gt; have been trying to call and text me.  (SO ANY ONE ELSE THAT TRIED, SORRY). Come to find out, my phone had not been receiving calls all night. My sister then came in the house and called my phone with her phone and we sat there watching it not ring.  So yea, I wasn't passed out, and no one was holding me hostage, I was chilling playing my game without a care in the world, while my loving family freaked out thinking I was dead or something.  But I appreciate the concern, a lot of people don't have that. So if you call me next time, leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;voicemails&lt;/span&gt;, I'll get them the next morning I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Saturday I wake up and discover that I did have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;voicemails&lt;/span&gt; just the little symbol didn't come up &amp;amp; although I sent text messages, MY phone said they never got sent (sitting in the drafts box), but like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tenesha&lt;/span&gt; said she got the one I sent her and responded to it.  So yea, odd.  Saturday I went back to playing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GTA&lt;/span&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Mayo party.  It was fun had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;homies&lt;/span&gt; over we played Rock Band and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.  I re-broke Rock Band.  So I was playing a song and then on the next song the RED DRUM PAD stopped working.  And that a mother-shut-yo-mouth.  So that was the highlight/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lowlight&lt;/span&gt; of Saturday. I did get to hang with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;homie&lt;/span&gt; from Cali and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hispanic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mami&lt;/span&gt;, Also Kira and Travis came by.  But out of no where, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;homie&lt;/span&gt; Born from high school popped up.  A few other people were gonna come, but they choice not to since the male to female ratio was pretty equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Sunday morning had to be at church at 8, because my mother was preaching. Talk about being tired.  Moving on. She had a really good sermon though, that I actually listened to and took parts of it with me. (Funny thing, I recited a part of her sermon to her, and she didn't remember it. Was she not listening to herself?)  But then we had family plus (meaning a lot of other people) dinner after church.  Lost to my homeboy in spades again, and then went home to clean and get the roommate from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, that was my weekend. Probably the most I've done in a while.  Well other than seeing my Brother In Law at that restaurant/bar that time.  That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Gone&lt;br /&gt;*Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I sent in a request to get my drums replaced. Hopefully they will do it, because playing the drums is my favorite part.  Guess that explains why they are broke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTA 4 Review Below from: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BruinGOLD53"&gt;BruinGOLD53&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYooMaaOyBc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wYooMaaOyBc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-1870267263091674512?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/1870267263091674512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1044252378495671320&amp;postID=1870267263091674512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1870267263091674512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1044252378495671320/posts/default/1870267263091674512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/2008/05/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>E. Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06943860651358347643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-W71knKpoOM/TH_EmXJAwKI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Dy8Wp3CY3F4/S220/TheGreatEGrant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044252378495671320.post-7458548875220808844</id><published>2008-04-30T09:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:27:00.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHITE AMERICA...</title><content type='html'>There isn't much that I can say, but hopefully the following video says enough for me.  I love when white Americans can point the blame at the true offenders (White America). Linked from &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/foxshamed"&gt;FoxShamed YouTube Channel&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0wvQMqSzTM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0wvQMqSzTM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044252378495671320-7458548875220808844?l=e-grant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-grant.blogspot.com/feeds/7458548875220808844/comments/default' title='Post Co
