<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904</id><updated>2010-07-28T17:18:36.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~The Dark in You~</title><subtitle type='html'>Blogs, videos, poems, and randomness from Zaxxon Q Blaque</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-3280256484747746800</id><published>2010-07-28T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:05:55.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>07-28-2010 aka 4th of July Housewarming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sx8E_i-mUt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sx8E_i-mUt4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-3280256484747746800?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/3280256484747746800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=3280256484747746800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3280256484747746800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3280256484747746800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/07/07-28-2010-aka-4th-of-july-housewarming.html' title='07-28-2010 aka 4th of July Housewarming'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-2909163922558711138</id><published>2010-07-21T09:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:56:50.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~Quickies for Commoners~</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to announce my new review blog, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quickies for Commoners&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp; All of my future reviews will be posted at this new site.&amp;nbsp; I hope ya like it!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; Clicky the linky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://q-f-c.com/"&gt;~Quickies for Commoners~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&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/481174498598193904-2909163922558711138?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/2909163922558711138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=2909163922558711138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/2909163922558711138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/2909163922558711138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/07/quickies-for-commoners.html' title='~Quickies for Commoners~'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7607128484482953034</id><published>2010-07-19T12:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:27:56.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickies with Brad!  07-19-2010</title><content type='html'>More quick movie reviews from flicks over the weekend!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She's Out of My League&lt;/b&gt; - Very cute, charming, and funny movie.&amp;nbsp; Jay Baruchel and Alice Eve have great chemistry together, but it's the scenes with T. J. Miller and Krysten Ritter that really won me over.&amp;nbsp; The only issue that I may have had was the high number of main cast members.&amp;nbsp; I really don't want to remember everyone's name and role during a silly comedy.&amp;nbsp; Despite that fact, it was a fun ride.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampires Suck&lt;/b&gt; - Everyone that was involved in the making of this "movie" should have to give refunds to everyone that spent money on it and then after they go broke, become homeless, and resort to eating cat food, they should die in agony alone in a ditch... possibly on fire.&amp;nbsp; The only time that I laughed (which was twice by the way and yes I was counting) was only when comedian Ken Jeong was on screen.&amp;nbsp; Although the jokes he delivered were horrid, the way that he pulled them off was all his own hilarious style.&amp;nbsp; You'd be better off just watching his stand up acts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pass &lt;/b&gt;like a kidney stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carnival of Souls (1998)&lt;/b&gt; - Although very loosely based off the original 1962 film of the same name, this version still manages to hold up its own as a very superb piece of horror.&amp;nbsp; Despite it being twelve years old and having barely any gore, I still found myself cringing and jumping.&amp;nbsp; Wes Craven rarely lets me down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alien from L.A. (via MST3K)&lt;/b&gt; - Wow.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe that anyone could seriously watch this with a straight face.&amp;nbsp; Kathy Ireland sounded like a wounded kitten that needed to be put down, the makeup jobs looked like something a half retarded gorilla from the 80's would do, and the acting was bland and incomprehensible.&amp;nbsp; The only, and I mean ONLY way that you should watch this is with my good friends from Mystery Science Theater 3000.&amp;nbsp; They could make a steaming turd funny.&amp;nbsp; Actually, they just did with this movie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teenage Strangler (via MST3K)&lt;/b&gt; - Now, I've seen a lot of bad, and I mean BAAAAAAAD movies (see &lt;b&gt;Vampires Suck&lt;/b&gt;) but there are some that just don't have ANY sort of redeeming value at all!&amp;nbsp; Even when Mystery Science Theater 3000 sinks their vicious teeth in this and rip it apart, it still isn't worth the time that you could spend crocheting or learning Dutch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pass&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon: &lt;b&gt;The Sorcerer's Apprentice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm gonna change the name of this segment to "Quickies for Commoners: Movie reviews for the non movie snob".&amp;nbsp; Still gonna keep the quick few lines format with a mixture of comedy and seriousness, and since no one owns the rights to the "Buy, Rent, or Pass" rating system, I will hang on to that until I think of something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, thanks for reading!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit: &lt;/b&gt;What do you think of this rating system: "Own, Watch, I'd Rather..."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two are rather self explanatory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Own &lt;/b&gt;- I suggest owning the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch &lt;/b&gt;- You're good just watching it the one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one will be unique to me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'd Rather...&lt;/b&gt; - Something that I'd rather do than watch this movie.&amp;nbsp; Will be different every time.&amp;nbsp; "I'd rather watch a good movie."&amp;nbsp; "I'd rather get a poke in the eye."&amp;nbsp; "I'd rather lose my eyebrows in a grease fire." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7607128484482953034?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7607128484482953034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7607128484482953034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7607128484482953034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7607128484482953034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/07/quickies-with-brad-07-19-2010.html' title='Quickies with Brad!  07-19-2010'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-6596457527311021308</id><published>2010-07-12T11:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:18:05.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickies with Brad!</title><content type='html'>Just some very quick reviews of a lot of random movies that I have seen recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy, Rent, or Pass in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twilight Saga - Eclipse&lt;/b&gt;: Pretty damned entertaining if I do say so myself.&amp;nbsp; Although it was long as hell, it totally did not feel as such.&amp;nbsp; Go see it then &lt;b&gt;buy&lt;/b&gt; it when it comes out on DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Repo Men&lt;/b&gt;: Despite being a &lt;b&gt;Repo - The Genetic Opera&lt;/b&gt; rip-off (many MANY similarities) this was quite awesome!&amp;nbsp; VERY gory and brutal as all hell, so of course I LOVED it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;buy&lt;/b&gt;, a hundred times &lt;b&gt;BUY&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deadline&lt;/b&gt;: A Brittany Murphy flick that I had no idea existed.&amp;nbsp; It made me miss her unique look and acting style so much more than I already do.&amp;nbsp; She did such an awesome job and I wish I had the chance to let her know.&amp;nbsp; :-(&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daybreakers&lt;/b&gt;: A very unique twist on vampire lore.&amp;nbsp; A fun gory good time!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darkness&lt;/b&gt;: Anna Paquin shows just how boring her acting can be (although I do not believe that is her acting, but just her as she is normally).&amp;nbsp; A HUGE snore-fest.&amp;nbsp; If you value your time, &lt;b&gt;pass&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; If you have insomnia, doctors will prescribe this to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Youth in Revolt&lt;/b&gt;: Although I find it hard to believe that any sixteen year olds talk or act like Michael Cera or Portia Doubleday, the movie was enjoyable.&amp;nbsp; Had it's funny moments, but no belly laughs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date Night&lt;/b&gt;: Within the first five minutes I was doubled over in teary laughter!&amp;nbsp; Tina Fey and Steve Carell need to breed so we can have generations to come of their comic genius... that is if it is genetically passed.&amp;nbsp; :-\&amp;nbsp; If not, I'll just settle for them working together on many more films.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Losers&lt;/b&gt;: I admit, I had not read the comic when I watched this, so I really have no reference or idea of what I missed.&amp;nbsp; As a standalone movie with no knowledge of the comic, it was alright.&amp;nbsp; Bad guys versus good guys, weak and predictable plot, mediocre acting, and no feeling of conclusion.&amp;nbsp; Good film to waste time if you have nothing better to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kick-Ass&lt;/b&gt;: The title says it all!&amp;nbsp; There wasn't one second of this movie that I did not enjoy!&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait for the sequel!&amp;nbsp; Adorable, funny, foul mouthed Hit-Girl (Chloë Moretz) needs her own spin-off!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;BUY&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the Olympians - The Lightning Thief&lt;/b&gt;: So.&amp;nbsp; Much.&amp;nbsp; Awesome.&amp;nbsp; Fun!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed it WAY more than I thought I would/could.&amp;nbsp; Plus, Uma Thurman as Medusa!&amp;nbsp; Need I say more?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hot Tub Time Machine&lt;/b&gt;: Stupid funny.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry too much about the temporal physics (like I did), just sit back and laugh.&amp;nbsp; John Cusack rocked it out like always, but Clark Duke and Rob Corddry stole the show.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slaughter High&lt;/b&gt;: A throwback 80's horror flick from my childhood.&amp;nbsp; Good gravy what an awful movie!&amp;nbsp; I wish I could break the DVD but I think Netflix would frown on that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;PAAAAASSSSS&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prince of Persia - The Sands of Time&lt;/b&gt;: Being a fan of the video game trilogy I was very excited to see how this plays out.&amp;nbsp; Although not EXACTLY like the games, it was still very groovy!&amp;nbsp; I still don't understand why they couldn't get some actual Persians in this film.&amp;nbsp; Eyeliner and fake tan does not a Persian make.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Grudge 3&lt;/b&gt;: Stop it.&amp;nbsp; Just stop it.&amp;nbsp; No no no no and no.&amp;nbsp; Let it die here, please.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pass&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Drawn Together Movie The Movie&lt;/b&gt;: *sigh*&amp;nbsp; Why must you take one of my favorite crude 'toons and try to make a movie out of it?&amp;nbsp; So effed up it's not even funny.&amp;nbsp; I mean, yes, there are some laughs along the way, but nothing amounting to the quality of the TV series.&amp;nbsp; Just stick with the reruns.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pass&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great segue into this next section; TV shows!&amp;nbsp; Watched the Series premier of &lt;b&gt;Haven&lt;/b&gt; on SyFy.&amp;nbsp; Although the acting was atrociously bland as all hell, I was still able to find the charm that will keep me watching.&amp;nbsp; I just hope the acting improves as the series progresses.&amp;nbsp; Also, this season of &lt;b&gt;True Blood&lt;/b&gt; has already made up for the majority of the semi-train wreck that was Season 2 (I say semi because I actually kinda liked the storyline).&amp;nbsp; If you have never watched an episode of True Blood... what is WRONG with you?!&amp;nbsp; Hop to it, man!&amp;nbsp; This has got to be the best thing on TV right now!&amp;nbsp; Well, at least until &lt;b&gt;Dexter&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Weeds&lt;/b&gt; comes back.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as a nice companion piece to True Blood, Meredith Woerner over at io9.com writes up HILARIOUS and very accurate recaps a couple of days after the latest episode airs.&amp;nbsp; Please go read these and tell her that Brad sent ya!&amp;nbsp; You'll thank me!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://io9.com/tag/truebloodrecap"&gt;http://io9.com/tag/truebloodrecap&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see any of these? 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Don't worry, you don't have to have an account here to post a comment and you certainly do not have to agree with me. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-6596457527311021308?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/6596457527311021308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=6596457527311021308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/6596457527311021308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/6596457527311021308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/07/quickies-with-brad.html' title='Quickies with Brad!'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-8035294141820106194</id><published>2010-07-12T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T06:30:00.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in Place Against a Brick Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Running in Place Against a Brick Wall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 07-12-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance the dance&lt;br /&gt;you walk the walk&lt;br /&gt;my breathless pants&lt;br /&gt;your breezy talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fruitless labor&lt;br /&gt;your effortless grin&lt;br /&gt;my nothing to savor&lt;br /&gt;your quick easy win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my struggle uphill&lt;br /&gt;your vertical ease&lt;br /&gt;my flailing still&lt;br /&gt;your attractive tease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will you stop?&lt;br /&gt;When will I catch up?&lt;br /&gt;When will you drop?&lt;br /&gt;When will I usurp?&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/481174498598193904-8035294141820106194?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/8035294141820106194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=8035294141820106194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/8035294141820106194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/8035294141820106194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/07/running-in-place-against-brick-wall.html' title='Running in Place Against a Brick Wall'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-3986156838013814774</id><published>2010-06-21T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:11:15.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Being Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Busy Being Alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 06-21-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hurried, the busy, the blustery tizzy&lt;br /&gt;Takes stage on the foreground, abound with the new sound&lt;br /&gt;Yet often ignored, the murk of the lonely, blandly and blurry&lt;br /&gt;Centered and anchored and angered and festered&lt;br /&gt;With thoughts of the ending of acting and bearing&lt;br /&gt;Mundane and abstain and verily insane&lt;br /&gt;Sent mad by the quiets amidst riots of zealots&lt;br /&gt;Yearning and turning, the burning's alluring&lt;br /&gt;To light up the night and stave off the fright&lt;br /&gt;A hope for a dope who can no longer cope&lt;br /&gt;Will sit and ponder and wonder but not wander&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-3986156838013814774?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/3986156838013814774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=3986156838013814774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3986156838013814774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3986156838013814774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/busy-being-alone.html' title='Busy Being Alone'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7086724887509214888</id><published>2010-06-17T12:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T12:56:31.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thankful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 06-17-2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To people I've known&lt;br /&gt;to new ones I've met&lt;br /&gt;to those still around&lt;br /&gt;to who I have not met yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've tinted my life&lt;br /&gt;with colors dispersed&lt;br /&gt;the rainbow of me&lt;br /&gt;thanks you in verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought forth the light&lt;br /&gt;and guided me to see&lt;br /&gt;if it wasn't for you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;to the bitter-sweet end&lt;br /&gt;I give thanks to you all&lt;br /&gt;to those I can call 'friend'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, not the best, but sometimes I gotta go for the lighter side of writing, the Yang to my Yin, and I felt the need to jot this down for all of you to see how truly grateful I am to have you all in my life, no mater how long or brief it is, will be, or has been.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; Good gravy, when I let my gay side out, I REALLY let it out!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7086724887509214888?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7086724887509214888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7086724887509214888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7086724887509214888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7086724887509214888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-3902950693927223968</id><published>2010-06-15T09:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:52:01.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Sia said...</title><content type='html'>... Some People Have Real Problems.&amp;nbsp; (side note, look her up, awesome album.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real?&amp;nbsp; No, I mean really, for real?&amp;nbsp; *sigh*&amp;nbsp; To protect the innocent, the name has been changed, yadda yadda...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: can you do me a favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: can you get a shotgun and shoot me point blank in the face, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: sinus pressure, headache, drainage, and a sore throat from all of that. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: I can't stop sneezing. I'm fuggin' miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: i'm so sick of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: since april i've been seeing pics these people have been posting on facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: endless pool parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: PERFECT bodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: am i the only one in dallas that looks fugly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;Person2&lt;/b&gt;: LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: •_•&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZaxxonQ&lt;/b&gt;: you know, right now, with what I'm going through, REAL problems, I just wanna slap you. •_•&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-3902950693927223968?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/3902950693927223968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=3902950693927223968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3902950693927223968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3902950693927223968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/like-sia-said.html' title='Like Sia said...'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-8454999700640040625</id><published>2010-06-14T06:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:38:44.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Another&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 06-14-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time&lt;br /&gt;another place&lt;br /&gt;another smile&lt;br /&gt;on another face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actions hollow&lt;br /&gt;the exquisite bore&lt;br /&gt;the empty yearnings&lt;br /&gt;the want of more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prospects and promises&lt;br /&gt;with lingering doubt&lt;br /&gt;teasing and taunting&lt;br /&gt;with loathing throughout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one journey ended&lt;br /&gt;with the same empty yield&lt;br /&gt;with acknowledging glances&lt;br /&gt;with a kiss sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stagnant dance continues&lt;br /&gt;at the same mundane pace&lt;br /&gt;I spy another smile&lt;br /&gt;on yet another face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-8454999700640040625?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/8454999700640040625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=8454999700640040625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/8454999700640040625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/8454999700640040625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/another.html' title='Another'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-4167891091237016921</id><published>2010-06-10T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:31:49.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>06-10-2010 aka RIP on FB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=4167891091237016921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/4167891091237016921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/4167891091237016921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/06-10-2010-aka-rip-on-fb.html' title='06-10-2010 aka RIP on FB'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7837302332953101957</id><published>2010-06-06T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:37:56.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>06-06-2010 aka Don't Fuggin' Rob Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mczMp6IgL4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2mczMp6IgL4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7837302332953101957?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7837302332953101957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7837302332953101957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7837302332953101957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7837302332953101957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/06/06-06-2010-aka-dont-fuggin-rob-me.html' title='06-06-2010 aka Don&apos;t Fuggin&apos; Rob Me!'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7484196039423994777</id><published>2010-05-18T07:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:56:31.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions in Lingering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Questions in Lingering&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 05-18-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do with altered perfection,&lt;br /&gt;perception blinded by cracks in the substance,&lt;br /&gt;abuse in the corners of the eyes reflected,&lt;br /&gt;when seeing yourself as you once were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when dealing with impatience,&lt;br /&gt;a longing for what is already sampled,&lt;br /&gt;the taste on your lips that lingers and teases,&lt;br /&gt;with promises of "someday", "one day", and "ever"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you wait for the rose's full bloom,&lt;br /&gt;the healing from wilting, the uprooted sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;the repotted soil now a makeshift home,&lt;br /&gt;in hopes that you'll be there for the plucking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame in this process of assembly,&lt;br /&gt;piecing together what once was whole,&lt;br /&gt;what once was beautiful now terribly damaged,&lt;br /&gt;once was full of love now empty and lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the tempest calm and settle,&lt;br /&gt;and stop with the lashes of hurtful spite,&lt;br /&gt;and have forgiveness and serenity, appeased,&lt;br /&gt;so that life can continue despite all the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this happen, this torturous limbo,&lt;br /&gt;this twilight of hoping, of longing, of dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;only to find that the real settles in&lt;br /&gt;and sweeps it away as if never having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietly dedicated to &lt;strike&gt;John&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7484196039423994777?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7484196039423994777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7484196039423994777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7484196039423994777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7484196039423994777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/05/questions-in-lingering.html' title='Questions in Lingering'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-5306304680335276579</id><published>2010-05-13T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:51:06.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean's Advocate: Rant for the Whales</title><content type='html'>With the exception of the Asians that don't find shark fins or whale  penis titillating - I'm lashing out against those who float their boats  with this sick shit.  Yes, pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously Asia.  Whale hunting? Whale. Hunting.  GAH!  Where to begin numbering my  anger?!&amp;nbsp;  &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one, is it really that difficult to  "hunt" a whale. Don't you just pretty much just motor boat on over.. no,  not THAT motor boat... although, that would be rather interesting to  see some little Asian men with their faces in the water "motor boating"  across the surface... that would take talent... anyhoo, I digress...  instead of hunting, don't you just ride on over to where one of those  beautiful creatures is just chilling and minding their own and MURDER  them in cold blood? Really? That's like me saying I'm gonna bake a cake  but then kill a baker and take his. There was no talent involved, just  senseless killing!  Amirite?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two, I guess I could kind  of understand this if whales were plentiful and your people were  starving and used every piece of the whale to feed everyone. But ya  don't. Ya don't! You take the most expensive pieces, then discard the  rest. Most of what you use you claim that these "magical whale bits"  contain some sort of sexual hoodoo to give you more of a sexual appetite  and a bigger schlong. You know what does those exact same things? Porn  and a penis pump, AND they don't hurt anyone in the process... I mean,  unless you don't read the instructions on the penis pump and misuse it  and have to call 911 to get the firemen to come use the jaws of life on  you....... no, I am NOT speaking from personal experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number  three, the world really hates you for this! No, like, REALLY. Do you  think we're cheering you on saying, "Yeah, go destroy that majestic  beauty and rid the world of balance in its environment. Stupid whale,  thinking he's the shit 'cause he's SO big. Pfft. Oh yeah, whale, well,  you may be big, but you're still one. Here comes the entire population  of Asia after your ass. All 478 gajillion of them. That's fair right,  one big to 478 gajillion small?" &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we hate you. We hate you  worse than any Disney villain that was given life from pen. I'm sure  Hitler would even say, "Whoa dude, that's harsh." You guys are fucking  insane! I mean, the proof is in the anime! That crap is bat-shit on  animated cells! No wonder your kids watch this drivel and go into  seizures! Maybe that's what's wrong with you; brain damage from anime,  and your twisted little brain thinks that murder and "magical whale bit"  sex will cure you of your insatiable hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do us all a favor.  Save a whale, use a penis pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you care about the  oceans and its inhabitants, about the environment, about the world,  about your children’s future, and about life itself in general, please  join us at Ocean's Advocate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Oceans-Advocate/160774464489" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Oceans-Advocate/160774464489&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-5306304680335276579?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/5306304680335276579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=5306304680335276579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5306304680335276579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5306304680335276579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/05/oceans-advocate-rant-for-whales.html' title='Ocean&apos;s Advocate: Rant for the Whales'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-264602976794693149</id><published>2010-04-26T14:51:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:12:24.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inappropriate Comments - The Woe Edition</title><content type='html'>Why do people leave such inappropriate comments? For example, trying to "one up" the commenter on their status comment of woes, i.e. "Oh, you think YOU'VE got it bad?! Boy-how-dee, lemmie tell ya, I've got it WAY worse!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;---#1: &lt;/b&gt;I am not looking to win some sort of "woe contest".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;---#B: &lt;/b&gt;I'm not gonna throw down with you and see who has it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;---#Green: &lt;/b&gt;Most of the time their woe is totally different to the one posted, so it would be like comparing apples to dildos. Srsly, WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you get the people, the Debbie Downers, who just butt in with their woes in a very inappropriate way, such as posting on someone's obviously happy happy status with a comment that makes the original person feel like a total dick for being so happy! "How dare you be happy on my day of woe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my prime example (names have been removed to protect the guilty):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---Okay, I have a free weekend and my loan is all paid off. Who wants to do something?! Hit me up! ^_^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---You could come up here and go to my grandma's wake... she passed away last night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real? For. Real? I did not know how to comment so I just didn't. I was thinking more along the lines of maybe dinner or going to the clubs. I wasn't MOURNING the loss of my loan payments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say, "Okay, but I get the first dance with her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For. Real. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(if this offends you, I do apologize, this was a satirical rant.&amp;nbsp; Please understand and laugh.) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-264602976794693149?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/264602976794693149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=264602976794693149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/264602976794693149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/264602976794693149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/inappropriate-comments.html' title='Inappropriate Comments - The Woe Edition'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-4055219121307372339</id><published>2010-04-21T10:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:57:51.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>04-15-2006 aka First Vlog Ever!</title><content type='html'>I know it’s been a while since the last update, so here is my first vlog ever!  I was also drunk as all hell during it!  The combination of being on video and drunk apparently make my eyebrows go rampant!  Look at those fuckers!  They’re outta control!  LOL!  Enjoy!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=586863"&gt;04-15-06&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="360px" width="425px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=586863,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=586863,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/zaxxonq"&gt;Zaxxon Q Blaque&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/"&gt;MySpace Video&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/481174498598193904-4055219121307372339?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/4055219121307372339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=4055219121307372339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/4055219121307372339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/4055219121307372339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/04-15-2006-aka-first-vlog-ever.html' title='04-15-2006 aka First Vlog Ever!'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7212498290192218575</id><published>2010-04-08T19:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:43:22.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>04-06-2010 aka Life Laughs at Brad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/19A0UI2Fi8s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/19A0UI2Fi8s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7212498290192218575?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7212498290192218575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7212498290192218575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7212498290192218575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7212498290192218575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/04-06-2010-aka-life-laughs-at-brad.html' title='04-06-2010 aka Life Laughs at Brad'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-5922081816836517989</id><published>2010-04-05T10:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:07:02.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Played the Two Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Played the Two Worlds&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; 04-05-2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I've played the two worlds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;an actor in both&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the identical part&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;in a journey of growth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The first world so smooth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;immaculate, pristine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a perfect bright smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;all-shaven, so clean&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Lured by the shine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a beacon to my soul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;disarmed by the kind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;for once feeling whole&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The beauty spouting promises&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and compliments ten fold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;then turns on a dime&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and shows its deathly cold&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Judgmental and cruel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;rips my soul asunder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;now used and disposed of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;it moves on to another&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The torturous limbo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;floating in between&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;awaiting my next chance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;to play my big scene&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;A new world in my grasp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More rough than clean&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More real than the first&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More absolute than pristine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More substance to this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More fondness to this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More caring to this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;More promise to this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I let myself go&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Give into this bliss&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and feel a true connection&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;within every kiss&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Between the two worlds&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I cannot compare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;but this one holds promise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and more acreage to spare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I finally know now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the difference it seems&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;between achievable reality&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and unobtainable dreams&lt;/span&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/481174498598193904-5922081816836517989?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/5922081816836517989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=5922081816836517989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5922081816836517989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5922081816836517989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/played-two-worlds.html' title='Played the Two Worlds'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7720096907684120847</id><published>2010-04-02T13:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:00:28.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment</title><content type='html'>I was given an assignment by &lt;strike&gt;Bradley&lt;/strike&gt;, who is also a fellow poet, as sort of an exorcise to my writing.&amp;nbsp; I was given the first line and the last line and I had to fill in the rest in thirty minutes.&amp;nbsp; I am so not used to writing without emotion, but this is what spilled out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;He&lt;/strike&gt; rather liked it and suggested that I post it on here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;He&lt;/strike&gt; says that it reminded &lt;strike&gt;him&lt;/strike&gt; of World of Warcraft. &amp;nbsp;^_^ &amp;nbsp;I admit, I think it's pretty groovy, too.&amp;nbsp; Hope ya like it!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Calm of Cold Cobalt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 04-02-2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The orchids sprayed blue pixie dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;despite  my warnings of frost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;azure covered my latent trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as the  remnants, to the cold, would be lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I save what cobalt powder I  can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then watch a gust carry the rest away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the blooms, sapped dry,  wither and wan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;clutching my new treasure, I resolve to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The  first wave of chills hit like a hammer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Freeze me fast to my core&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My  futile pleas end in a stammer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choking on quiet, I await for more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The  full on blizzard erupts upon me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The answer lies in my clutch of blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I  inhale, lie down, sleep &amp;amp; drift free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silence determined which  way the wind blew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7720096907684120847?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7720096907684120847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7720096907684120847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7720096907684120847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7720096907684120847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/assignment.html' title='Assignment'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-5763501771076097251</id><published>2010-04-02T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T08:29:09.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools Backfire</title><content type='html'>Okay, so that last post was my April Fools joke, just take your mouse and highlight the big blank space under the blog post to see the hidden message.&amp;nbsp; What I did not expect was so many people being upset over me leaving!&amp;nbsp; I feel like such a dolt!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; That was the only April Fools joke that I could think of!&amp;nbsp; I'm sorry, peeps, I didn't mean to upset anyone, but I do appreciate the love!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&amp;nbsp; That was unexpected and very awesome!&amp;nbsp; Just know that I am WAY too addicted to the internet and you, my friends, to go anywhere.&amp;nbsp; Expect years more of Zaxxon Q Blaque's insanity and randomness!&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-5763501771076097251?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/5763501771076097251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=5763501771076097251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5763501771076097251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/5763501771076097251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/april-fools-backfire.html' title='April Fools Backfire'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-6095473321978254078</id><published>2010-04-01T10:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:34:11.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last post ever.  Period.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;So, I think the time has come to stop blogging, vlogging, posting, and writing.&amp;nbsp; I just don’t get anything from it and it takes up way too much of my time.&amp;nbsp; I don’t have the desire to keep up with this site anymore.&amp;nbsp; It’s too tedious of a task and I’m calling it quits.&amp;nbsp; I don’t even know if there’s anyone out there that even pays attention to any of this crap, anyway.&amp;nbsp; So, this will be the last post I ever do.&amp;nbsp; It has been fun, but all good things must come to an end.&amp;nbsp; I will also be deleting my MySpace and FaceBook accounts and deleting all of my online pictures.&amp;nbsp; I don’t have the time to keep them up to date with my current look.&amp;nbsp; If ya wanna see me, come see me!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; It’s that easy!&amp;nbsp; I will also be taking down ALL of my YouTube videos.&amp;nbsp; No one watches them anyway and they are taking up to much damn space.&amp;nbsp; As for all of these past blogs and poems, they will all be deleted in a month.&amp;nbsp; Sorry, but it is time to for me to join the real world… I suggest you join me do the same.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Adios, suckahs!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Brad Sharp (no longer Zaxxon Q Blaque… he died… I murdered him… and hid the body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you are a clever little monkey and you see this text, then you should know, if you already don’t, that this is my April Fool’s post.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&amp;nbsp; I’m not going anywhere.&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/481174498598193904-6095473321978254078?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/6095473321978254078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=6095473321978254078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/6095473321978254078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/6095473321978254078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/04/last-post-ever-period.html' title='Last post ever.  Period.'/><author><name>Brad Sharp (Zaxxon Q Blaque)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09307657423644228635</uri><email>ZaxxonQ@ZaxxonQ.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-3482699257511972408</id><published>2010-03-30T07:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:41:02.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope, Don't Let Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Hope, Don't Let Me Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;03-30-2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;So, there I was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the blithering mess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the quivering boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;left to my devices,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;of self destruct and loathing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;not knowing if I could walk again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;let alone stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Then enters desperation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;not the kind that you think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the one dripping promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;of escape from the pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the hurt of a lifetime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;from lack of defenses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;not wielded in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Begrudgingly lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the haphazard shields,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;so awkward and clumsy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;too heavy a burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;for simultaneously wanting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;hoping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;to let someone in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The shields were lose bandages,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a covering of sorts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;still sloppily placed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;with gaps left intentional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;to feel the sting of air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;to know it was real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;to know I was still alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;The hope was an ointment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a temporary crutch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;turned addiction to the dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;the sweet flavor of 'what if?',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;got drunk-sick off its prospect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;hung-over from awaiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;still I nursed at the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I know there is an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;laced at the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;of the swagger decanter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;I drink of the nectar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and spit of the bitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a race to the bottom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;a race to salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;My hope in a bottle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;my hope in another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;my hope in myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;my hope of the future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;my hope in hope itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Hope, don't let me down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;and I promise to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;It’s funny how I have repetitively referenced drinking and alcohol in some of my more recent poems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Thinking back on them, I can see the allure and similarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;To crave for and find joy in something that could potentially hurt you or let you down seems to be my biggest recent struggles; the disappointment that would come from the source of my greatest happiness that could pose a threat to me as my greatest woe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Although I’m not an alcoholic, I can comparatively see the ongoing struggle within between oneself and the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;My figurative bottle: the never-ending chase for the elusive content and happiness and wrestling to keep hope alive against possible failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Doesn’t seem like much…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;... but then again, neither does a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/481174498598193904-3482699257511972408?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/3482699257511972408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=3482699257511972408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/3482699257511972408'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brad:&lt;/b&gt; Ahhh! &amp;nbsp;It BUUUURNS! &amp;nbsp;Take it back! &amp;nbsp;I'm allergic! &amp;nbsp;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;April:&lt;/b&gt; Well, what am I supposed to say? &amp;nbsp;Go to hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brad:&lt;/b&gt; ROFLMFAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you just imagine that?! &amp;nbsp;^_^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Person 1:&lt;/b&gt; *sneezes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Person 2:&lt;/b&gt; Go to hell!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Person 1:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-5608275752656085430?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/5608275752656085430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-3815285351339734614</id><published>2010-03-25T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:52:02.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>03-25-2010 aka Roses are Red...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roses are red (and pink)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carnations are white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a fabulous night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-2579188346734006455</id><published>2010-03-24T10:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:00:08.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M.A.R. 02</title><content type='html'>Not really the best, but look at how happy Rae is! &amp;nbsp;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4459528265_5c7a94b568_o.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2708/4441680214_84b3f42137_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-2579188346734006455?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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value='02498589866130196378'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-481174498598193904.post-7928674249842420905</id><published>2010-03-23T08:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T08:28:02.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s a wonder Mrs. Garrett didn’t murder the girls!</title><content type='html'>Ugh! &amp;nbsp;I didn’t expect all of this crap when considering becoming a parent. &amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt; &amp;nbsp;No, really... literal crap! &amp;nbsp;These girls poo constantly! &amp;nbsp;They eat, they poo. &amp;nbsp; They sleep, they poo. &amp;nbsp;They run on the little plastic wheel, they poo and the poo travels in circles with them! &amp;nbsp;UGH! &amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus they piss EVERYWHERE! &amp;nbsp;My GOD! &amp;nbsp;I have to clean the little plastic wheel and observation deck (now dubbed “poop deck”) everyday, sometimes twice a day! &amp;nbsp;I had no idea that something SO tiny could make such a big stench! &amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt; &amp;nbsp;They are also on that fracking wheel all the damn time! &amp;nbsp;The clickity-clack of their little claws haunts my dreams at night! &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, they will even take a food pellet in there with them while running which is not unlike pennies in a dryer. &amp;nbsp;Why do they do it?! &amp;nbsp;I have no idea! &amp;nbsp;I think they hate me! &amp;nbsp;I’m gonna replace the solid plastic wheel with a classic metal mesh wheel and get rid of the poop deck. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully that’ll solve some problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; thinking of getting a little black mouse to join them and calling her Tootie (no, that’s not racist, that’s just being historically accurate), but eff that idea in the bum! &amp;nbsp;Hell, I should’ve just gotten ONE mouse instead of two to ease myself into parenthood. &amp;nbsp;*sigh* &amp;nbsp;I dunno what I’m gonna do. &amp;nbsp;I though two tiny tiny mice would be easy. &amp;nbsp;Boy-how-dee was I wrong! &amp;nbsp;Anyone got any tips for a new dad?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/481174498598193904-7928674249842420905?l=zaxxonq.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zaxxonq.com/feeds/7928674249842420905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=481174498598193904&amp;postID=7928674249842420905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7928674249842420905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/481174498598193904/posts/default/7928674249842420905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zaxxonq.com/2010/03/its-wonder-mrs-garrett-didnt-murder.html' title='It’s a wonder Mrs. Garrett 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