<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218</id><updated>2012-01-23T23:28:44.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bunny Show</title><subtitle type='html'>A journey into the past, present and future; through my life, mind and heart.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>584</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8569413344017288725</id><published>2011-11-12T05:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T06:03:32.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!! I'm almost there</title><content type='html'>I am so happy! This year has been so good to me in so many ways and I'm super close to getting this thing finished. Well, I don't know if I should say finished or not cause it will always be a work in progress, but to have a solid foundation of what I've been working on all year will sure be nice to see in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when you finally figure out what it is in life that you wanna do... and I'm talking about career wise here. It is almost beyond words to describe. Especially when it's something that is completely different than what you've done your entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up and it's on my mind, I go to sleep and it's on my mind. You can pretty much say that I'm building on what I've dreamed of since I was a kid. So I eat, sleep and breathe this stuff. I've been fortunate to work very close with someone that is very&amp;nbsp;talented&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;extremely&amp;nbsp;popular in the industry that I am building upon and I am completely humbled that I've been so blessed to be in this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it seems like it's been forever since I've started this journey, but to someone else, it probably seems like it hasn't been long at all. I don't exactly remember when the bells started ringing in my head saying... &lt;i&gt;hey, this is what you're meant to do in life&lt;/i&gt;, but it was definitely in the last 15 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that matters is this: I am as happy as a kid in a toy store, er video game store with what is happening. I've had to make tons of changes to things that I thought would be fine just the way they are now. I guess that's what you call a learning curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only mission with all of this?!? To put it simply, to have an impact! When you have an impact on someone's life by what you do, it is by far, the greatest reward in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8569413344017288725?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8569413344017288725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8569413344017288725' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8569413344017288725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8569413344017288725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/11/yay-im-almost-there.html' title='YAY!!! I&apos;m almost there'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2465667715812031850</id><published>2011-10-12T00:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:06:27.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get photo crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqV1qrmeNFU/TpURPWaVXaI/AAAAAAAAG3c/5Or_eisVkOg/s1600/DSC_1999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, lets to this. I've been posting long stories and no photos. So lets get to some pictures. We'll start with this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only one, but it's a start eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqV1qrmeNFU/TpURPWaVXaI/AAAAAAAAG3c/5Or_eisVkOg/s1600/DSC_1999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqV1qrmeNFU/TpURPWaVXaI/AAAAAAAAG3c/5Or_eisVkOg/s1600/DSC_1999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2465667715812031850?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2465667715812031850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2465667715812031850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2465667715812031850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2465667715812031850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/lets-get-photo-crazy.html' title='Lets get photo crazy'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SqV1qrmeNFU/TpURPWaVXaI/AAAAAAAAG3c/5Or_eisVkOg/s72-c/DSC_1999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4918549616927601287</id><published>2011-10-11T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:58:14.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout</title><content type='html'>I'm scratching my noggin here. I guess I'll just roll with this for a while. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4918549616927601287?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4918549616927601287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4918549616927601287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4918549616927601287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4918549616927601287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/layout.html' title='Layout'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3391654089662513984</id><published>2011-10-11T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:55:40.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't get comfortable</title><content type='html'>I know I'm gonna blow you away when I say this but I think I wanna change up the layout of this blog. I just can't seem to get comfortable with a look that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... lets see what happens! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3391654089662513984?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3391654089662513984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3391654089662513984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3391654089662513984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3391654089662513984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/10/cant-get-comfortable.html' title='Can&apos;t get comfortable'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6710776868523241574</id><published>2011-09-29T17:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:10:43.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The iPhone rocks</title><content type='html'>So far I love my new iPhone. Not looking forward to the bill though. Hey... While I'm here... Here's another phone picture of my doggy. Hot dang I love my girly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sUIufhrTEtM/ToKv3mCU6XI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/3z_hWf0qxHw/s640/blogger-image-71749929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sUIufhrTEtM/ToKv3mCU6XI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/3z_hWf0qxHw/s640/blogger-image-71749929.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/2140174388259025218-6710776868523241574?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6710776868523241574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6710776868523241574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6710776868523241574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6710776868523241574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/iphone-rocks.html' title='The iPhone rocks'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sUIufhrTEtM/ToKv3mCU6XI/AAAAAAAAG3Y/3z_hWf0qxHw/s72-c/blogger-image-71749929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7116253992576869044</id><published>2011-09-22T02:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T02:10:19.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First smart phone post</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah. It takes a while to write out long sentences so I'll probably just post pics from my phone. Let's see if my doggy pic will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JjSBYq8AGEA/TnrRSoZu3CI/AAAAAAAAG3Q/0BvbaKRwWe8/s640/blogger-image--1692769676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JjSBYq8AGEA/TnrRSoZu3CI/AAAAAAAAG3Q/0BvbaKRwWe8/s640/blogger-image--1692769676.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/2140174388259025218-7116253992576869044?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7116253992576869044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7116253992576869044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7116253992576869044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7116253992576869044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-smart-phone-post.html' title='First smart phone post'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JjSBYq8AGEA/TnrRSoZu3CI/AAAAAAAAG3Q/0BvbaKRwWe8/s72-c/blogger-image--1692769676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-177429925421067036</id><published>2011-09-22T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:34:37.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what</title><content type='html'>I got me a new toy! You in stitches yet with wanting to know what it is? It's a smart phone. One of them kind that's so smart that it makes you feel like an idiot when you first get it. I'm getting the hang of it pretty quick though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I chose the iPhone. My first smart phone was a droid. My experience with that phone wasn't that good so I'm giving Apple a try. I love everything else they make so hopefully I won't be disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I'm gonna step out on a limb here and say that you probably should think about getting one just to get use to it. Technology is booming like a wildfire in the mobile field. I don't think that flip phones will be obsolete but I think they'll make them so basic that they are nearly worthless.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing. Just the other day I was thinking... it would be cool if this phone had a blogger app. I started looking and bam... found it. So I installed the app on my phone. Now I can do little quicky blogs. I bet I'll be misspelling word like crazy when I blog with that thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-177429925421067036?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/177429925421067036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=177429925421067036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/177429925421067036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/177429925421067036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/09/guess-what.html' title='Guess what'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8567008800073867365</id><published>2011-07-27T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:44:22.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom &amp; Jerry</title><content type='html'>You know something... I still love cartoons. The old ones, not the new ones. You know, like The Bugs Bunny and Tweety Bird Show, &amp;nbsp;Scooby doo, Tome &amp;amp; Jerry... I could go on. It's hard to find these cartoons on tv nowadays but I did find a&amp;nbsp;consistent&amp;nbsp;time for Tom &amp;amp; Jerry. Check out a few of these tv shots. I get tickled just looking at these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_eD0YCW7fTI/Ti-lM0mLpYI/AAAAAAAAG2g/TZy4awp58II/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_eD0YCW7fTI/Ti-lM0mLpYI/AAAAAAAAG2g/TZy4awp58II/s640/IMG_0350.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XigzxTp3h6g/Ti-lN1aVQSI/AAAAAAAAG2k/JGkapFOtn_A/s1600/IMG_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XigzxTp3h6g/Ti-lN1aVQSI/AAAAAAAAG2k/JGkapFOtn_A/s640/IMG_0360.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMQcc1l4O1A/Ti-lPP0OY-I/AAAAAAAAG2o/4vyunUN1xow/s1600/IMG_0365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6pCIVaGzv_c/Ti-lVEBs0zI/AAAAAAAAG28/5E8QMnR9uW0/s640/IMG_0399.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alwaljJ91hw/Ti-lWv1AW2I/AAAAAAAAG3A/EpcF2-cxIQQ/s1600/IMG_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alwaljJ91hw/Ti-lWv1AW2I/AAAAAAAAG3A/EpcF2-cxIQQ/s640/IMG_0408.JPG" width="640" /&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/2140174388259025218-8567008800073867365?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8567008800073867365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8567008800073867365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8567008800073867365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8567008800073867365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/tom-jerry.html' title='Tom &amp; Jerry'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_eD0YCW7fTI/Ti-lM0mLpYI/AAAAAAAAG2g/TZy4awp58II/s72-c/IMG_0350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8632569067911111377</id><published>2011-07-27T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:16:59.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pics</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing I life that I love to do, it's to get a laugh going or laugh myself. Check these pictures out!!! You'll get a good laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to spell it out for ya so you won't think I'm posting half naked pics of women. Look at the kid in the background taking a pic with his cell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px8ZGYffqaM/Ti-d3_-dSSI/AAAAAAAAG2I/EH8DRenTzuA/s1600/download-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px8ZGYffqaM/Ti-d3_-dSSI/AAAAAAAAG2I/EH8DRenTzuA/s320/download-2.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a peek at the tv screen in the back&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uO1pAnsqSS8/Ti-d4o4nN2I/AAAAAAAAG2M/sc3XOimdpxM/s1600/download-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uO1pAnsqSS8/Ti-d4o4nN2I/AAAAAAAAG2M/sc3XOimdpxM/s320/download-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dog in the background trying to hump the other dog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLSUWYGsoi0/Ti-d5cwrzCI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/TJ58KTHKAkw/s1600/download-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sLSUWYGsoi0/Ti-d5cwrzCI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/TJ58KTHKAkw/s320/download-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And last of all, how in the world could you miss this one, the dog taking a dump for the nice family vacation photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd8TibzbfMQ/Ti-d6Pm0v3I/AAAAAAAAG2U/Li2lo1Doi6g/s1600/download-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd8TibzbfMQ/Ti-d6Pm0v3I/AAAAAAAAG2U/Li2lo1Doi6g/s320/download-6.jpg" width="320" /&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/2140174388259025218-8632569067911111377?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8632569067911111377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8632569067911111377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8632569067911111377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8632569067911111377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/few-pics.html' title='A few pics'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px8ZGYffqaM/Ti-d3_-dSSI/AAAAAAAAG2I/EH8DRenTzuA/s72-c/download-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8411157180490844253</id><published>2011-07-27T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:07:20.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold that thought!</title><content type='html'>I just thought about something... this is the most bunny show blogging I've done in a long freaking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... that's all I had!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8411157180490844253?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8411157180490844253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8411157180490844253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8411157180490844253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8411157180490844253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/hold-that-thought.html' title='Hold that thought!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2213632382308780963</id><published>2011-07-27T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T01:05:09.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See ya later school talk</title><content type='html'>Ah yes... now that I've officially got the graduating school story off my chest, I think I'm gonna let that topic sink to the bottom of the river. Let me just say one more thing before I let it sink. It was right after I gave my presentation on my portfolio project. It was the moment when I walked out the doors for the last time. I had this little build up going for a long time. It would be like... this is my last week here... then, this is my last 2 days... then, this is my last time in this class room. So each time I had that feeling, walking out of that classroom had totally different feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my last 2 quarters, I landed a job with the cage. Which was the print lab for our school. So I really had a chance to sit there and take it all in. It was like... I'm about to graduate college. Something I never thought I would ever do in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I left each class room, I turned and starred at the room and thought back to the time I first walked in that room to the times I was waist deep in school work wondering how I was gonna make it to up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a feeling of accomplishment. To know how I started and to realize where I was now. So all of that looking back was a good feeling. When I walked out the doors for the last time at The Art Institute, you better believe I remembered that butterfly feeling I had when I was there going through the&amp;nbsp;enrollment process. That one final look back was sort of a shout-out to each and everyone that supported me and believed in me. And to most of all, my mom and dad. Cause I knew they were tickled pink at what I just accomplished in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; With that being said, here's to life outside of school. Well, maybe a tiny bit if I have too in another story, but I'd say for 99.9%... I'm done with school talk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later Art Institute of Charlotte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2213632382308780963?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2213632382308780963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2213632382308780963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2213632382308780963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2213632382308780963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/see-ya-later-school-talk.html' title='See ya later school talk'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6035501070803537526</id><published>2011-07-27T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:21:33.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After graduation</title><content type='html'>So I'm free from school and I'm back out on the streets! Ouch! I forgot what that feeling was like. Except this time it was a whole new ball game. The plan was to find a job doing what I studied in school. The economy was already sucking and I was a bit nervous to say the least about my new path in life. I really struggled for a few months with not going back to the quarry life. It was a job that I was confident in and knew I could do. But that was the whole reason I left that life... to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was going through all these emotions, I had a couple of things going on in my life that were not making things any easier. Mom was going through knee replacement surgery. I mean she was at my portfolio show one day (Thursday) and the next day (Friday) she was in the hospitable getting prepped for surgery. This was going to be a bit of an uphill climb for mom cause she had to go through&amp;nbsp;therapy before she could come home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of my life was actually a massive roller coaster ride for me. I can't say that it was a fun ride either. It was a roller coaster ride of emotions. You gotta think about something here... I was in school for 2 years and my life only consisted of school work, homework, project assignments and then being&amp;nbsp;committed&amp;nbsp;to my part time jobs that I had throughout my college years. Every hour of my life was spoken for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after graduation, you could say my wall of emotions came down pretty hard. I just didn't have time to be emotional in school. There were always ups and downs in school but nothing really emotion... except the feeling of me graduating college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have mom and her knee. Then I had to look for work and actually started working at Walgreens just to make ends meet until I found something more my style. In addition to all of this mess, our dog Jack was to the point of no more. This was a very sad time in my life as I got very close to that doggie. We eventually had to put him down. And holy mother... I hadn't felt that much pain since my dad passed nearly 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I had one of my best friends that I met in college moving away to Texas. Mercy... it was just one thing right after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my walking ceremony for callege graduation was knocking on the door. This was December of 2009 and we were having some serious rain storms that year. And you'd know it was raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock that night. Plus, it was cold and there were some warnings of sleet in the area. So my mom, the most important person that I wanted to be present at my walking ceremony was not able to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good&amp;nbsp;grief... I was so wrapped tight that I didn't know whether I was coming or going. With the way everything were going, I was just not happy in life. And to be quite honest, after all the dust cleared and I was able to sit back and take everything in, I became very sad and was dealing with a plate full of depression. Nothing in life felt worth a crap and I definitely wasn't feeling the glory I was hoping to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew of only one thing at this time. And that was knowing that I was gonna make it. I didn't know how and I didn't know when but I just knew I would make it if I could just hang on. This time of my life wasn't easy nor was it any fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not expecting a cinderella story after graduation but I wasn't expecting this kind of story either. But yet again I made through. I will say this much... depression is a very wicked thing and I am very sensitive to people that are going through this kind if sickness. Let me sum it up for you in a few words. Depression is the kind of sickness to where anything and everything in your life just completely sucks. It's even extremely hard to find the good in the best of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to now, things have definitely made a huge turn and I'm happier than ever. So stick around and hear what has got this bald guy so happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6035501070803537526?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6035501070803537526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6035501070803537526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6035501070803537526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6035501070803537526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/after-graduation.html' title='After graduation'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-1927439981007539708</id><published>2011-07-26T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:25:51.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Portfolio class</title><content type='html'>Okie dokie, we're definitely going back to where I left off a few years ago. But first here is a short recap of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a steady job at Vulcan Materials.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started thinking about my future and wanted to do more with my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I figured out what I wanted to do and did some research on a college to attend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my nuts and bolts organized, quit Vulcan and enrolled at the Art Institute of Charlotte.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nearly went crazy from all the homework and assignments I had to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And&amp;nbsp;lastly, I freakin graduated!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on just a minute... before I was&amp;nbsp;eligible&amp;nbsp;to graduate, I had to complete this class called... Portfolio. Hot dang that class was a monster. This class was a collaboration of almost everything I've working on as far as projects throughout my entire school year. Lucky for me, I caught word about this during my 1st quarter. I heard that if you didn't have your work saved, you either had to do it again or do something different in it's place. It was exactly everything though. I had to have 12 projects in my portfolio and then the next degree had to have 14 and the next 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... in order to graduate, we had to take our existing projects, and make them look better... a lot better. We had to show what we had learned and make our crap projects look like we had some schooling. Now the final project was the big one. Since I was a web design major, we had to go through this big thought process on coming up with a name &amp;nbsp;and designing our very own site, upload it to the web and then showcase all of our work on that site. Not to mention stand before the web instructors and give this speech about what our projects were about and why. Then we had to talk about our new website and how it was going to be a thriving business... so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for someone that's never done that before, it felt like a ton of pressure on my shoulders. But I did it, and I graduated!!! That was actually the worst part. The only thing to do after that &amp;nbsp;was to strut our stuff at the portfolio show that the school put on for us. That was the fun part to me. It was held at the convention center uptown and it just had that refreshing feeling like... I FINALLY MADE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest... they say is history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-1927439981007539708?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1927439981007539708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=1927439981007539708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1927439981007539708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1927439981007539708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/portfolio-class.html' title='Portfolio class'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4680936977917560655</id><published>2011-07-26T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:24:49.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog list</title><content type='html'>Check this out... I'm looking over my list of "&lt;i&gt;things to write about for the bunny show blog&lt;/i&gt;" and I'm coming across some real goof ball stuff. To be honest, this might just work in my favor since I've been complaining so much about not being able to blog. It's been so dadgum long since I've thought about any of it that I don't remember half the crap on the list. I still remember the good stuff so I guess that all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a new problem. I'm a tid-bit wrapped up in a few other things and it's really pulling me away from this blog. In case you haven't noticed already, online social networking has become some of the hottest things to do on the web here lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember myspace... oh lord, lets not go there. I will admit that I did have an account along with a decked out page. Mine looked nice though... none of those loud colors with polka dots all over the place. Oh brother, it would nearly blind you to see that mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next in line for me was facebook. I actually had a facebook account long before I had myspace. An old buddy sent me a message on facebook and I had to make an account to read the message. At the time, I thought it was some kind of e-mail program. So I joined and hardly ever logged on. Now... geesh... I think we all know about facebook. Whether you have an account or not, everybody has heard of facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in school, I was introduced to a new networking program and decided to head up my very own networking group dedicated to motocross riders. Oh... I had massive plans for that network. And you know how much I love motocross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, I met some folks... er teachers at the school and decided to start going to their monthly networking group based on photography. Now I was loving this. It was uptown and close to the panther stadium. You talk about swanky!!! Oh man... this studio was top-notch. I'm not talking about&amp;nbsp;luxurious... I'm talking about a rustic look! Dang this place was nice. Long story short, I agreed to help rig up a new site for us to network on. So I implemented the same site that I used for my motocross riders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long story short, the creators of this networking site decided to make it a pay only site. No more free access. And that was the end of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I started working on a blog for my new business and tried to dedicate some time to that blog as well. Oh wait... dangit I forgot about one other thing! Oh screw it, it really doesn't matter. I've probably got you twisted enough as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next topic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4680936977917560655?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4680936977917560655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4680936977917560655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4680936977917560655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4680936977917560655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-blog-list.html' title='My blog list'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8211132545015059807</id><published>2011-07-26T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:50:21.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nows the time...</title><content type='html'>Ah ha... nows the time for me to be blogging away! I have another wedding being captured to my computer and since I have 6 tapes at my hip, it's gonna be a while. So what the heck... I have plenty of time to kill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8211132545015059807?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8211132545015059807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8211132545015059807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8211132545015059807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8211132545015059807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/nows-time.html' title='Nows the time...'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-9077570524601064831</id><published>2011-07-24T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:43:11.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>Woo-wee! Lemme tell ya... the last 2 months have been... well, for lack of better terms, crazy. A good kind of crazy I might add. I'm still working and building up this thing called "&lt;i&gt;a business&lt;/i&gt;" and it's taking over my life hehe! Good thing I love what I'm doing!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weird part with my new path in life is the change in the way I get my work done. I spent right at 10 years working at a stone quarry operating heavy equipment. It was a routine type job where I had to wake up before the dang roosters were even awake so I could get to work on time, then clock out when most families were already sitting in their underwear watching sit coms on tv. Yep... that job was actually something I always wanted to do as a kid but as they say... times changed. And they changed big time for this ole boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, I'm one of them ographers! You know, a photographer and a videographer! It's hard to believe that I really am making a run at this type of work. Wait... making a run is not the right phrase. Making a "career" is the right word here! Maybe it's because I'm so passionate about it and it's kinda hard to think that I'm getting paid to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went from a job where the work was waiting for me... to work that I have to make happen on my own. Big difference there! It's coming along though. As a matter of fact, I have some work processing right now on my desktop computer. After that's done, I have some other work to get started on. That's a good feeling for someone that's made a complete 180 degree turn in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The biggest part of revenue comes from my videography side. Weddings, dance recitals sporting events... I even have a birthday party coming up. And it's at Myrtle Beach too!!!! Woo-hoo! That's another part about this job that I love. Every event is at a different location.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess that's all for now. This blog is sorta become a struggle to get to nowadays but I'm not ready to let it sink. I'm still on pins and needles about getting back to some type of&amp;nbsp;consistency&amp;nbsp;here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, see ya next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-9077570524601064831?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/9077570524601064831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=9077570524601064831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9077570524601064831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9077570524601064831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/07/yes-im-still-alive.html' title='Yes I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-1475852252368159992</id><published>2011-05-24T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:20:25.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend 5.21.11</title><content type='html'>Well... I had a massive weekend! And I can't wait to share it with you. The only reason I'm not going to now is because I'm really trying to train myself to go to bed or start trying to &lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt; to bed by midnight! I've been staying up way too late, way too long and I really need get this is check. I've been staying up really late and then sleeping in really late the next morning. Then it's hard to get to sleep the next night and wind up staying up even later that night. It's actually bit me a few times already. I'll have something where I need to get up early for and when I can't sleep from staying up too late, I screw myself into not getting any or very little sleep for something important. And that's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now, back to my first point. I've come a super long way and this weekend was sort of a peak for me. I have a ton of weight lifted off my shoulders now. But... there is still one more step needed to seal the entire deal for me. And I can't wait to share everything with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a long time in the making and I'm on pins and needles right about now. To top it off, this should free up some time to get back to business with the goof-ball stories of the bunny show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-1475852252368159992?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1475852252368159992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=1475852252368159992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1475852252368159992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1475852252368159992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/05/weekend-52111.html' title='Weekend 5.21.11'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-914645830843826223</id><published>2011-05-16T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T00:19:12.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend 5.14</title><content type='html'>Whew... I'm exhausted! These last few days have been super busy. But a good kind of busy I might add. Things are definitely coming together for my business. Good grief... what a long road this has been. I know I'm just scratching the surface but I'm getting to that point where I can glide a little with my work instead of the intense building process I've been going though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not at a place to to where I can discuss the details. If you're a constant, returning visitor, I'm sure I have your mind all twisted in knots. Trust me, mine is about there itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, now that I've grown quite a bit with my business, I have a few other places where I've been publishing a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I have my central hub of greatness... my &lt;a href="http://factory987.com/"&gt;factory987.com&lt;/a&gt; website. On this site is where you'll find my most treasured work. Or my personal favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, is my factory 987 blog. There you'll find my latest adventures and brief stories of my professional work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I have a smug mug photo gallery. This is where I put nearly all my photos for viewing. This idea really came from my motocross background. I needed a way to show all my photos without cluttering up my website. Plus... it already has a built in shopping cart. So anyone that wanted to buy a picture was just a few clicks away from a print or a download. It cost extra for those features but that site has paid for itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have been trying to stay up on social media. Twitter, Facebook, Linked In... I even have a facebook fan page for my Factory 987 business. So head on over and "like it". I'd greatly appreciate it! Just go to facebook.com and search for Factory 987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also try to post any video clips I might have to Vimeo. I have a few videos on You Tube but I like Vimeo way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave out Flickr! I's been a while since I've posted there but I will be adding to that site very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just check out My Websites and Stay Connected list on the right sidebar if you wanna check out any of those sites.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go! I told you... I've said it a 100 times in several other post and I'll make this 101. I just have my hands in a lot of cookie jars right now. It use to be worse but for the sake of time, (big yawn) I really need to shut this one down and go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-914645830843826223?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/914645830843826223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=914645830843826223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/914645830843826223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/914645830843826223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/05/weekend-514.html' title='Weekend 5.14'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2597116366489098658</id><published>2011-04-25T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T01:00:18.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in</title><content type='html'>I have a converter running on my other computer so while I have a few minutes, I thought I'd pipe in with my 2 cents worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was about to get this show back on the road, I get side tracked, again ( sighs).&amp;nbsp; Lots of weight on my shoulders these days. It's definitely a good kind of weight but I'm all on my own here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there are messages in movies? I definitely think so! Even when there aren't meant to be messages in a movie, I find that some scenes just relate to what I'm going through. Before I begin this story, you must first agree not to laugh at the movie I am relating to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Pee Wee's Big Adventure yesterday and was actually thinking to myself, why on earth am I watching this crap! I was just a kid when I saw it last. Geesh... I don't even think kids these days would watch enjoy a Pee Wee Herman movie! Anyways, I kept watching the movie and it was the scene where Pee Wee was washing dishes for a mom-n-pop restaurant cause he didn't have his wallet. There was a lady that sort-of took a liking to Pee Wee and wanted him to go with her to watch the sunrise. As they watched the sunrise, they were chatting away about dreams. Course his was dumb but the lady next to him had a really cool dream. To live in Paris she said; the city of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in doubt about ever making it... but it was when Pee Wee said to her... you can't sit back and wish for your dreams thinking they will come true. You have to make it happen! And I found that statement to be a refreshing reminder of how you make it in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta make it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my converting has finished so I guess I getter get back to making it happen! I have dreams to ya know!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2597116366489098658?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2597116366489098658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2597116366489098658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2597116366489098658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2597116366489098658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/04/checking-in.html' title='Checking in'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3986075084811354046</id><published>2011-02-27T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T00:58:07.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies</title><content type='html'>Lord have mercy. It's like clock work with me. I love the spring time but the pollen rips me wide open. This year, I seem to be getting a little bit of the pre-allergies going on. Just drainage really. Add in the sneezing and headaces and that's what I call the pre-spring allergies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3986075084811354046?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3986075084811354046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3986075084811354046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3986075084811354046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3986075084811354046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/allergies.html' title='Allergies'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6190790660691555200</id><published>2011-02-27T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T00:26:57.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A pug named Fergal</title><content type='html'>Meet Fergal! He is a trip lemme tell ya. I got to know Fergal when I first started working with Alan at crown alley films.&amp;nbsp; I kept hearing the clicks on the floor so I knew he had a dog but not what kind. Then the doors opens and this little guy walks in. Now that he knows me, I usually get greetings from Fergal when I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this guy out!!! Look at that face will ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s8G9KryDKts/TWngOSVSgWI/AAAAAAAAG0w/qCyGFObe6qE/s1600/fergal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s8G9KryDKts/TWngOSVSgWI/AAAAAAAAG0w/qCyGFObe6qE/s640/fergal.jpg" width="640" /&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/2140174388259025218-6190790660691555200?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6190790660691555200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6190790660691555200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6190790660691555200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6190790660691555200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/pug-named-fergal.html' title='A pug named Fergal'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-s8G9KryDKts/TWngOSVSgWI/AAAAAAAAG0w/qCyGFObe6qE/s72-c/fergal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8445344304975494791</id><published>2011-02-26T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:26:04.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting established</title><content type='html'>There is no better way to get on with things than to just... get on with things. Am I right? Or am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my break down of what's been going on for the last 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I graduated and wanted to make use of my multimedia skills.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been researching what people are doing in the multimedia world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And how those people do it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And why those people do it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where will I fit in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How will I fit in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of time thinking about stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy some very expensive camera equipment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lay out some details&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scratch my head in frustration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scratch a little more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk to even more people about what they're doing, how and why they're doing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started digging deep on details and structure and begin building a foundation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I get my "foundation" built,&amp;nbsp; I can start filling in the blanks more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I've got all the above sorta figured out. Now it's time to start building. This process is a doozer, lemme tell ya! Oh, just keep in mind that this is the light version, the reality of it all was much different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that we've got that out of the way. We're all set. It's show time... er bunny show time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8445344304975494791?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8445344304975494791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8445344304975494791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8445344304975494791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8445344304975494791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/getting-established.html' title='Getting established'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4508492517647646044</id><published>2011-02-26T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:48:22.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Repeat of a repeat</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking. I think I am repeating myself again. I remember doing this a while back and thought as a reader, I would get tired of someone saying something over and over... like this - " one of these days, I'm coming back, or " I have my hands in a lot of cookie jars"&amp;nbsp; blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to shut up with all of the crap, pull out my list and get on with it. Like I never stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have mercy! I'm all screwed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4508492517647646044?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4508492517647646044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4508492517647646044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4508492517647646044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4508492517647646044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/repeat-of-repeat.html' title='Repeat of a repeat'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-5195669899473305424</id><published>2011-02-26T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:42:49.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late at night with Bunn</title><content type='html'>It's 12:30 in the morning and I'm here on the blog. I think this is becoming more of a trend. I honestly don't plan it this way, it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am about ready to send this blog out to all my contacts in my "bunny show directory".&amp;nbsp; Just to say hey, I've been slightly active lately. Once I WOW everybody that I actually still want to write about goof-ball-crazy stories about my child hood or everyday life, then I should start blogging away like I use too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a cotton-pickin minute... who am I kidding here! There is probably no way in tar-nation that I'll be posting like I use too, but close to it would be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about getting established! I'll explain later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-5195669899473305424?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5195669899473305424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=5195669899473305424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5195669899473305424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5195669899473305424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/late-at-night-with-bunn.html' title='Late at night with Bunn'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6875281392337538131</id><published>2011-02-19T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:42:52.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Career puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv4tGPP0dcQ/TV9XF10acmI/AAAAAAAAG0s/rKjMN1hHVwg/s1600/Money-Puzzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv4tGPP0dcQ/TV9XF10acmI/AAAAAAAAG0s/rKjMN1hHVwg/s320/Money-Puzzle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lets see here, for the last... hang on a minute-let me count on my fingers... ah heck with it. Let say a year. For the last year, I've been frantically trying piece together a puzzle. And it's not the one your thinking about either. I call it a career puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I quit Vulcan Materials back in August of 2006, I set me sites on building a new career foundation for myself. And when I graduated in October of 2009, it was officially time to start putting the pieces together. Whew... hot dang what a ride this has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people that start their own business have a regular job that funds the odds and ends, but for me, it has been a bit different. It doesn't help with gas prices higher than a teenager that just graduated high school either. It's rough let me tell ya. It also doesn't help that I spent my entire working life operating heavy equipment. That's nothing against equipment operators either. You just don't have to present yourself in a professional manner, or maybe you do but not like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On paper it looks like I made it through with a few scrapes and bruises. But the reality was a little bit of a different experience. Way different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get into all the details later but for now, I'm proud to say that this year is looking much better than last year. And even though I'm still putting some pieces together, I have some major news to share. I just need to get my " nuts and bolts together" so that it will all make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another thing about building your own business. You no longer have people to do pittle work for you, or at least until you can afford a partner or a secretary. You have to do it all on your own. Everything is all on your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is to putting the pieces of my puzzle together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6875281392337538131?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6875281392337538131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6875281392337538131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6875281392337538131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6875281392337538131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/career-puzzle.html' title='Career puzzle'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv4tGPP0dcQ/TV9XF10acmI/AAAAAAAAG0s/rKjMN1hHVwg/s72-c/Money-Puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8785388819505514571</id><published>2011-02-19T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T00:08:10.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets go outside</title><content type='html'>Now this is what I'm talking about. This weather is just flippin awesome! Days like this make me wanna drag a sleeping bag out to the front yard and sleep under the trees.&amp;nbsp; There is no humidity and there is no chill in the air. It's pretty much perfect... for me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post of the bunny show is coming at ya from my front porch... T minus 1 minute to midnight. I'm such a night owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here on the porch, I'm actually contemplating what to do this weekend. Cause there is no way I'm staying in this house with this kinda weather. It gives me a boost of energy and it puts a huge smile on my face when I can get out and do something outdoors in weather like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nuff said for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8785388819505514571?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8785388819505514571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8785388819505514571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8785388819505514571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8785388819505514571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-go-outside.html' title='Lets go outside'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-1891205167881642567</id><published>2011-01-13T13:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:44:02.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>I sure hope Christmas was as good for you as it was for me. I ate so much dadgum food that I was pretty much in pain. I'm serious! You know them kind of dinners when it's so good that it has your toes wiggling inside your shoe? Well that was how it was for me. I was chowing down for sure. That's were the pain comes in. I went way past miserable and into painful. My goodness it was so good though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Shell Bell and I headed down to Pawleys Island to spend a few days with her family. Hold on a minute, I don't know why I said her family, they would be my family too since I'm married to her. Wouldn't they? Well You know what I mean? I guess I should have said her &lt;i&gt;side&lt;/i&gt; of the family. There ... that sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I drove separately cause she had the whole week off and I had to go back into work. Normally this is where most people would be like ... &lt;i&gt;aw man that sucks and I'm so jealous that she got to stay&lt;/i&gt;, but not me. I love my job to pieces. I was actually ready to get back home and back to work. I haven't posted anything about my job yet but I'm planning on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... you know I can't go anywhere without taking an umpteen million pics so here they are. I've actually gotten a bit more reserved on what I take instead of taking a million like I use to.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's because my creative eye is getting sharper!!! That's how I like to look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough with the flibba-de-flab and mumbo-jumbo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of the shots I took while we were out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GHkipoGI/AAAAAAAAG0U/Hej-R5b2sXQ/s1600/Christmas_pawleys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GHkipoGI/AAAAAAAAG0U/Hej-R5b2sXQ/s640/Christmas_pawleys.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GKIe8bzI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/k6vGhbTJ3e0/s1600/moms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GKIe8bzI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/k6vGhbTJ3e0/s640/moms.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GK_njWzI/AAAAAAAAG0c/_GDTOHhMBjg/s1600/moms2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GK_njWzI/AAAAAAAAG0c/_GDTOHhMBjg/s640/moms2.jpg" width="360" /&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/2140174388259025218-1891205167881642567?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1891205167881642567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=1891205167881642567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1891205167881642567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1891205167881642567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TS9GHkipoGI/AAAAAAAAG0U/Hej-R5b2sXQ/s72-c/Christmas_pawleys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7428830528577976605</id><published>2010-12-29T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T02:50:49.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December 29th 2010</title><content type='html'>For the record ... it 2:40 am and I am re-arranging my office around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the record ... I've noticed I often use 3 dots in my sentences. I'm pretty sure they're used incorrectly ( grammatically speaking ) but I actually don't remember learning about that in high school. I think I use them when I'm pausing in my sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ... who gives a hoot. Especially here on the bunny show. I did google these little dots a little earlier. I've been plugging them fellas in right after a word and not giving a space ... when I should be. At least I learned that much huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... I guess I should shut er down and try to get some shut eye. I just wanted to pipe in and charm everyone with my backwards clock ticking in my bald noggin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7428830528577976605?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7428830528577976605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7428830528577976605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7428830528577976605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7428830528577976605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-29th-2010.html' title='December 29th 2010'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7230757229369487264</id><published>2010-12-28T01:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T01:29:17.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've always heard... " don't eat yellow snow"! Well don't... it's really piss! Oops... was that too strong of a word for you? How about urine. Doggy urine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have proof. My little doggy just couldn't hold it any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TRmDDZJIvNI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/U6NbANPZsw8/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TRmDDZJIvNI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/U6NbANPZsw8/s1600/IMG_1604.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/2140174388259025218-7230757229369487264?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7230757229369487264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7230757229369487264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7230757229369487264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7230757229369487264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/12/yellow-snow.html' title='Yellow snow'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TRmDDZJIvNI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/U6NbANPZsw8/s72-c/IMG_1604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3698946810901952787</id><published>2010-12-26T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T01:06:55.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>You know what I did a while ago? I was looking at a few things on my computer and just happen to run across my list of bunny show stories. I broke out in a big laugh and said wow! That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not making a statement of I'm coming back but I'm not saying I'm gonna let this die out either. I just thought it was funny when I looked at some of the things I was gonna write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to start all over with this instead of trying to pick up where I let off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it's Christmas time... er wait just a minute here. It &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; Christmas time is what I should say. But, I can still say MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this years seasons greetings was the best ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3698946810901952787?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3698946810901952787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3698946810901952787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3698946810901952787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3698946810901952787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4373320757295984086</id><published>2010-10-09T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T02:24:51.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me again</title><content type='html'>Surprised... well I am! I was just laying in bed thinking... now why in the world have I not set aside some time each week to do some good ole writing. It just seems like no matter how hard I try, I keep passing the bunny show off to another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya... I thought things were gonna settle down a bit after I graduated. Boy was I ever wrong! I mean I don't have no where &lt;i&gt;near&lt;/i&gt; the stress but it's the whole... &lt;i&gt;"trying to find your way in this world" &lt;/i&gt;thing that has me so looped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put it to you this way. Try researching an entirely different and new career path, then get all your crap together and start marching in that new direction that you've never been before. Any and all information is all on your shoulders to find and figure out. Ad this suck-hole economy that we're having into the mix while you're at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to tell you... those are not good combination's to have going at the same time. If you're lucky enough to have a spouse that will help you in your journey than that's a little better, but if you're on your on, then get ready for a few bumps in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me rewind a little, I'm not throwing off on my wife. She supports me all the way, but interested... nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as of now, I have learned that in order for you to "&lt;i&gt;make it"&lt;/i&gt; out in the &lt;i&gt;"real world"&lt;/i&gt; you have to make sure all then in's are in, and all the out's are out. You're responsible for every litte detail. It's a good feeling when things work out nice but it's kinda sucky when things don't work out at all. We're talking about something you're trying to build for income here... not just a preference in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... there's my little rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 2:30 in the morning and I am still wide awake. For one thing, I'm a bonafide night owl and the other is I just have things on my mind. It's almost funny when I think about what I'm doing. I am super proud of myself with some of the things I've accomplished so far... and I know it's gonna get better. But to go from spending all of my time outside on bikes to spending all my time in the house on a computer is not what I thought I'd be doing 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure. I love what I'm doing. And can't get enough of it. With technology, things are constantly changing and if you wanna stay in the game, you've gotta keep up with what's new and what's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I should try getting at least a little sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4373320757295984086?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4373320757295984086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4373320757295984086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4373320757295984086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4373320757295984086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-me-again.html' title='It&apos;s me again'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3334503905065236142</id><published>2010-09-22T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:58:46.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting horrible at this</title><content type='html'>Hello all you readers. Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've went from bad to worse! I'm having a hard time getting back on track here for some reason. It's not because I don't won't to either. That's for sure! It's hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days' I'll pull it back together. I just think I'm a wee bit scattered these days. Well, I take that back, I'm way scattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you can have all the right intentions on things but actually doing them is a totally different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let's hope I can get all of my scatterbrains together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3334503905065236142?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3334503905065236142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3334503905065236142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3334503905065236142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3334503905065236142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-getting-horrible-at-this.html' title='I&apos;m getting horrible at this'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8090045825081240872</id><published>2010-07-27T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T00:27:27.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets laugh haha...</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing in this world that I love to do, it's laughing. It's the perfect medicine for whatever ails you. If I'm not laughing then I get a kick out of making other people laugh. There is just something about the feeling of laughter that makes the good times roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies, TV programs or jokes are always good but I think the best kind of laughter is when it's with friends or family. And you know you're laughing when your gut starts to hurt or either you start squealing like a little pig. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how about this. Since we are not in the same room, I'll share a few other things I found funn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5e85dey6I/AAAAAAAAGyc/b_qloJ__TdA/s1600/-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5e85dey6I/AAAAAAAAGyc/b_qloJ__TdA/s320/-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5e-KbzfEI/AAAAAAAAGyk/7vfWx5RuxJM/s1600/-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5e-KbzfEI/AAAAAAAAGyk/7vfWx5RuxJM/s320/-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5fAKnNDBI/AAAAAAAAGys/v7_1TLOTwcU/s1600/-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5fAKnNDBI/AAAAAAAAGys/v7_1TLOTwcU/s320/-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5fBLdj85I/AAAAAAAAGy0/YU3wg3t3yn8/s1600/-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5fBLdj85I/AAAAAAAAGy0/YU3wg3t3yn8/s320/-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that's not enough for you... then have a look at this YouTube video I found. Silly.... just plain silly hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click this link to see the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tN3iNxr2bhk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tN3iNxr2bhk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8090045825081240872?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8090045825081240872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8090045825081240872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8090045825081240872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8090045825081240872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-laugh-haha.html' title='Lets laugh haha...'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/TE5e85dey6I/AAAAAAAAGyc/b_qloJ__TdA/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2405061351755642520</id><published>2010-07-19T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:49:05.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>The world is changing! People are changing! Times are changing! I'm changing and you're changing! Everything is changing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am gonna try and start to shorten my stories a bit. For some of them, I won't be able to cause there will be too much to tell, but for the most part, people don't read anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are always good but it's the message that gets left out most of the time. Even if I have to make more individual post, I'm still going to shorten things up as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya with me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2405061351755642520?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2405061351755642520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2405061351755642520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2405061351755642520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2405061351755642520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/07/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7350907467649364443</id><published>2010-07-19T01:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:49:43.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots to catch up on</title><content type='html'>Remember back when I said I have a list of all the bunny show stories that I wanted to write about? Well, as I sit here scrolling through the list, I began to shake me head and wonder... how in the world am I going to remember all the details of all this stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7350907467649364443?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7350907467649364443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7350907467649364443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7350907467649364443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7350907467649364443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/07/lots-to-catch-up-on.html' title='Lots to catch up on'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8032375046539889595</id><published>2010-07-19T01:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:20:08.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>Comments are still available with this new template . You should see a comments (0) under the header of each story. I'm telling you this because I love getting comments hehehe... don't ask me why. Just know that I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll use this post as an example.This should look identical to the post header above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer"&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt;on Monday, July 19, 2010&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;  /           Comments: (&lt;a class="comment-link" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;amp;postID=8032375046539889595" onclick=""&gt;0&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt;Click on the &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;number in parenthesis&lt;/span&gt; and you will be able to comment till your hearts content!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So comment away!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8032375046539889595?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8032375046539889595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8032375046539889595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8032375046539889595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8032375046539889595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/07/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-646389754683907237</id><published>2010-07-18T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:09:28.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey look, change is here again!</title><content type='html'>I know I know... I change the look of this blog like I change my underwear. Well, not quite but you know what I mean. I just can't seem to settle when it comes to the look and feel of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back I had a nice looking template but the site that hosted that template decided to take it down for some odd reason. So that left me with a complete white page. I could always use the templates that blogger offers but I think these look much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, as long as I can get my point or stories across and I'm able to post some photos, I'm all good but the added designs sure makes it look more swanky. Just my opinion though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-646389754683907237?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/646389754683907237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=646389754683907237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/646389754683907237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/646389754683907237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-look-change-is-here-again.html' title='Hey look, change is here again!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3073946178918133591</id><published>2010-06-15T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:04:09.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why</title><content type='html'>I did a little research on why my other template was acting up. Come to find out the template was removed from the site where it was downloaded. Maybe that's why I had a solid white page. Oh well, I liked it a lot but I guess it's better to stick with what Google offers with their templates here. They've added some new features so at least I can change the layout much easier than messing with the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I go any further let me say this. When I wait so long to write something here, I sometimes forget that I may have mentioned something before in an earlier post. Since I'm not the one reading each post, it's really easy to write something that you've said 100 times over. I guess it comes from me feeling like I want to catch everyone up on whats been going on and it may be something that I've already wrote in a post on down the line. But because it was wrote... lets say... a month ago, it feels like it's been a long enough time for another update on what's going on. The funny part is, the stuff that I wrote a month ago is the very next post!!! See what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this because I actually took a few minutes to read a few stories. After doing so, I was like: "man... my stories have gotten boring. And why am I saying the same thing over and over again'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a difficult time trying to piece everything back together with my mind being in 50 places at one time. Then when I have time to get on here, my brain is completely washed out. So... my apologies if things have been boring and staled lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times when I'd be writing a story and have to wipe the tears from my eyes or try and catch my breath from a good laugh. It all comes from the feeling of re-living that moment. The part that I miss the most. Sometimes, when I take a breather and look at everything I'm trying to do, I can see why my brain is scrubbing the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could at least designate a night to sit back, relax and write, I think that may work out better than trying to fit in a time at 2 in the morning or when 2 other things are going on at one time on my other computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put it this way, if there was ever a time I could make a little magic happen, it would definitely be right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3073946178918133591?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3073946178918133591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3073946178918133591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3073946178918133591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3073946178918133591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/06/reason-why.html' title='The reason why'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2866626873802425241</id><published>2010-06-11T00:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:15:23.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new look</title><content type='html'>I guess this is what happens when you don't log in that often cause the background of this template is not showing up. I don't know what it looks like on your computer but on mine, I've got a solid white page. Not sure what's happening here but I did notice some new features blogger is offering. I don't know if that has anything to do with it but I guess I'll be changing out another template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sucks to man... I really liked this one. My sunny skies with the clothes line has vanished......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, be on the lookout for a different look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2866626873802425241?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2866626873802425241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2866626873802425241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2866626873802425241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2866626873802425241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/06/yet-another-new-template.html' title='Another new look'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-5230582452976992668</id><published>2010-06-10T23:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:43:09.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I see the light!</title><content type='html'>Remember me saying how extremely busy I've been. Well, I put in a long weekend's worth of work and got a ton of work done. I am still not finished yet but the heavy lifting is over. I hope! Right now I'm working out the kinks, but other than that, it's finished. All that I really have left is re-editing my videos and adding some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next couple of nights, I am going to give a major break down of everything so I can bring you back up to speed with what I'm doing and plan on doing. Not to mention, getting back on track with the bunny show stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-5230582452976992668?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5230582452976992668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=5230582452976992668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5230582452976992668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5230582452976992668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-see-light.html' title='I see the light!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6857741173370146711</id><published>2010-06-06T05:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:25:20.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me again</title><content type='html'>Whew... I have been one busy son-of-a-gun here lately. I'm about to match my staying up all night record that I made back in college because of all this work I am trying to do. Dang... it's been so long since I've had a chance to blog that I almost wanna tell you all over again on what's going on. But, I won't! I realize I've already wrote those things two many times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that I'm still working like a mad man on trying to get all my work finished. I know your thinking that I'm nuts. I'll admit that I probably have a few screws loose somewhere but it's just a long story. I think it's all for the good. I've learned a lot with everything that's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could call me a bit of a work-a-holic. I love what I do and it's all I can think about. How to push myself to the next level or either challenge myself to figure out the messes I have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really mean this when I say that I am getting a lot closer to getting everything wrapped up. I can't wait too. I need to chill for at least a little bit. But for some reason, I know that word chill will only be a word, not an action. You see, it is currently 5:15 am, and I am typing this on my laptop while I have my desktop computer uploading files to my web server.I have tried to sleep a few time but my mind is running on me like the coyote chasing the road runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll do a few other things since it looks like I have another 20 minutes or so before the uploading process ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I'd like to thank everyone for reading the bunny show. I can't wait to get started back again... for the third time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6857741173370146711?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6857741173370146711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6857741173370146711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6857741173370146711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6857741173370146711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-me-again.html' title='It&apos;s me again'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-1930359530443453453</id><published>2010-05-10T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:46:42.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going or Coming?</title><content type='html'>It's funny you ask that because I have been doing a ton of both. In fact, I may have to take yet another break on the bunny show. I'm a little frustrated by this too. I've had a truck load of stories that I wanted to write but time hasn't been on my side lately. So by the time I get to these stories, I'll probably leave something out because it took me so long to finally write the dad-gum thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is where I stand. After I graduated college, I thought that I'd have a lot more time on my hands to get caught up on my crazy thoughts, goofy stories and/or whatever else falls into the category of bunny show worthiness, but it's been quite the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought that since I had my portfolio site built, that I'd be sitting on a green light of opportunities and I'd be ready to go. Well, I actually am sitting on a green light of opportunities but what I really meant to say was that I am no where near where I need to be with my work. During the last few months I have taken a step back to research and think and take inventory about what exactly it is that I am doing, what I want to do from here on out and how I am presenting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets break this down a bit. Lets just say that school gave the basic foundation of what to do and how to do it. The thing that didn't and probably can't teach... is exactly what successful people are doing these days and how they're doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking with some key people, I have learned that I am way off the mark! Seriously! I've been told that I have the ability, the skills and even the right kind of enthusiasm for this type of work but I just haven't presented myself or my work all that well. So now that my eyes have been opened to all these things; we are making a &lt;i&gt;ton&lt;/i&gt; of changes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few key people that I have getting some inside knowledge from and I can't thank them enough for their information. I promise to tell you all about it too. As well as all the other stuff I promised. I'm just a bit over my head with a hundred things happening at one time right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am merging my motocross site into my portfolio site ( factory 987 ) and then I'm redesigning that site. On top of all of that, I am giving some of my work a make over plus adding new work. I have also created an online store for my photography in case some lucky soul would like to buy some of my work. This way, you can browse and buy straight from your home and the product come straight to your doorsteps. Oh gosh there is a list of other things that are in the mix but I can't even think of what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some other news that I want to break but I'm gonna have to hold off. I know that I say this like every time I write something here but your just gonna have to believe me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Again, I promise to tell you all about everything that's happened here lately. I just need to finish my other work so I can be up to speed  with everything I'm doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-1930359530443453453?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1930359530443453453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=1930359530443453453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1930359530443453453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1930359530443453453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-or-coming.html' title='Going or Coming?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8591237450224933778</id><published>2010-04-15T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:37:33.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrambled eggs</title><content type='html'>What just a minute... don't start thinking about breakfast cause this has nothing to do with the scrambled eggs that &lt;i&gt;you're&lt;/i&gt; probably thinking about. I'm actually referring to my mind. That's right, my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really mean is that my mind has been a little scrambled here lately. I've been tossing and turning with several things and I have felt completely scattered. It's kinda like taking 5 steps backwards with every step forward that I make. To top it off, I would even think about what was making me think the way I was thinking. If that makes any sense to you. In other words, my mentality was like scrambled eggs... chopped up and all over the place. But I fell like I have figured a few things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost hard to explain without repeating myself over and over again but lets just say that I have taking on a little too many projects lately. Resulting in zero is where I normally am at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about something earlier about me being interested in everything. And I am. I spend probably 12 to 15 hours... wait, I have a better way of saying this. If I'm not sleeping, then I am here on the computer. Other than being on the computer, I really love photography. Now I could spend countless hours out in the field somewhere waiting for that perfect eye-catching moment to happen. Whether it's driving down the road looking for something or at a track shooting motocross. Then there is the editing process. This stage is pretty much endless. It all depends on what you are wanting to do with the photos. Next, there is photoshop. Which is where the editing takes place. If you have the knowledge, photoshop can take you into another world of wild creations. For the sake of my fingers and your reading eyes, I won't list the other mighty adobe programs that are sitting so gracefully on my computer. Lets skip to videography shall we. Oh my... how my heart beats for videography. Both shooting and editing. I can wholeheartedly say that both photography and videography is where my heart is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is web design and graphic design. I have a huge love for web design but it just isn't buried as deep in my heart as photo and video. The web is crazy these days. The things people are doing are simply unbelievable. You can burn up countless hours while designing websites. Unless you're Drew Kinney, ( my web instructor at the Art Institute ). Now that guy can quote web code to you in his sleep. For me, it takes a bit of time. Even when it's something I'm familiar with. All it takes is a . or , or = or &amp;lt; and so on...&amp;nbsp; in the wrong place and the whole site is completely twisted like a grapevine. You'll nearly rack your mind trying to figure out where the problem is. The strange thing is... I like doing that. Figuring out the problem that is. I get so frustrated when I jack everything up but finding the bug is rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly is my blogging. The bunny show has a really deep place in my heart... but guess what? I spend so much time doing all the other things that I'm not making myself put any time into this. I have told myself a thousand times to make a schedule but I'm hard headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are a few things that I have been working on... at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vitomusiq.com - an inspiring talented singer from Monroe NC that worked his way to high rankings on American Idol. ( &lt;br /&gt;moto87.com - my own motocross web site getting a new look&lt;br /&gt;factory987.com - my own portfolio site is getting a new layout as well.&lt;br /&gt;Cory Bramblet interview -&amp;nbsp; a magazine layout of an interview with Cory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of my motocross footage I shot with the schools SD cameras are getting music videos made from them. Don't even ask how much footage I have. Just think big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all of this, I am trying to get my dirt bike running so I can sell it and get new camera equipment. It goes without saying that I have my hands full.&amp;nbsp; I am just trying to do too many things at one time. I love to multi task but I'm never good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... this is the reason I haven't pouring out some silly story that has all kinds of misspelled words and silly phrases that don't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure though... I'm working on a fix for this! I'll just have to add it to my to do list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8591237450224933778?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8591237450224933778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8591237450224933778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8591237450224933778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8591237450224933778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/04/scrambled-eggs.html' title='Scrambled eggs'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4262927705010102509</id><published>2010-04-11T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:03:50.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where you been?</title><content type='html'>I've been missing in action here lately... and I guess the only thing I can say is that I've been a bit too deep in thought. I know that sounds strange to you, but it's true. I've had a lot on my mind lately and I can't seem to make heads or tails with it all. To be brutally honest, my motivation mode kinda slipped off again. It's very frustrating since I know there are so many things I am trying to do... all at one time too. But then again, that's probably where my problem is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I'm my own worst critic. Lets put it this way. I've often repeated this but just for a refresher, I'll say it again. I think I have my hand in too many cookie jars. I've taken such a high interest in everything I'm doing! I've even made this comment to a few people here lately. I think I am experiencing some sort of mid life crisis. Oh I'd have to make a list out of all the things that is taking all of my time. I'll even sit here in front of my computer for hours at a time... and not do anything but browse, research, study, read... you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a story line already set aside for this but since it's on my mind... why not go ahead and engage! If I am not doing any kind of design work, then reading/researching different things is what I'm most likely doing. What I mean is the internet is kinda like my brother. You see... having a brother is something that I'll never get to experience. But google... will tell me almost anything I need to know. Now google will never take the place of what a real brother would be able to give but when I need to know something, or I have a question about something, I turn to google. I have a ton of questions about a lot of things. I'm just interested, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's really what I've been doing here lately. Googling all kinds of things, reading, studying researching, thinking... I'm just interested! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4262927705010102509?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4262927705010102509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4262927705010102509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4262927705010102509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4262927705010102509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-you-been.html' title='Where you been?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6072772978195771040</id><published>2010-03-20T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:28:07.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walmart</title><content type='html'>I wish I could say that I'll never shop at Walmart again but I'm sure that I'll carry my butt right back in there when I need something. Your probably gonna think this is silly but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I lived in Concord, I didn't mind going to Walmart to get what I needed. Heck, I even shopped for groceries there before Shelly and I got married. It just didn't bother me as bad. Now that we're living in Indian Trail, we go to the Walmart here in town. I have 3 words for that place, or 4 if you count " I " as a word. I despise that place! I don't know what it is but even the thought of having to go to Walmart turns me inside out.&amp;nbsp; I guess I better shut my mouth. As the saying goes "&lt;i&gt;if you don't have anything good to say then don't say nothing at all&lt;/i&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this though. They don't have any self check out aisles. Not one! To top it off, there are 27 registers&amp;nbsp; ( I counted them ) and the majority of the time, there are less then 10 of the lanes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I missing out on anything here??? If so please tell me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago I ordered a dresser for my office and decided to hit Walmart.com up since they we're so cheap. Ever heard the saying... "&lt;i&gt;you get what you pay for&lt;/i&gt;"? It was definitely cheaper than anything I found and it was the right color and everything. So I ordered it. I knew the quality would be cheap but dang... it was pathetic. There was even a drawer that was busted on the bottom. So I took that piece of crap back to the store. Course I had to wait in a line that was shaped like a banana cause there was only 2 ladies working in the returns desk and one of them was on the phone talking to someone!&amp;nbsp; What a mess!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always that I have a bad or cruddy experience from Walmart but there have only been a few times when the experience was above a 5 on a scale from 1-10. That wasn't the case at the Concord store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah who knows, it could just be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6072772978195771040?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6072772978195771040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6072772978195771040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6072772978195771040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6072772978195771040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/walmart.html' title='Walmart'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3818293829017586373</id><published>2010-03-19T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:28:26.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drip drop</title><content type='html'>Remember the nasty weather had last month? One day I was outside messing around and noticed some water dripping from the roof onto one of our outside tables in the back yard. It was tricky but I managed to get a shot of it splatting on the table. I didn't even realize it either until I looked at them on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check em out for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RARCU5gFI/AAAAAAAAGdY/EJeVbnZ-h5k/s1600-h/DSC_9784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RARCU5gFI/AAAAAAAAGdY/EJeVbnZ-h5k/s400/DSC_9784.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RAWzhGWGI/AAAAAAAAGdg/7TiFvILjlNc/s1600-h/DSC_9787.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RAWzhGWGI/AAAAAAAAGdg/7TiFvILjlNc/s400/DSC_9787.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RAebXVgAI/AAAAAAAAGdo/3ElEhZ4C7GQ/s1600-h/DSC_9792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RAebXVgAI/AAAAAAAAGdo/3ElEhZ4C7GQ/s400/DSC_9792.jpg" width="312" /&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/2140174388259025218-3818293829017586373?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3818293829017586373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3818293829017586373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3818293829017586373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3818293829017586373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/drip-drop.html' title='Drip drop'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S6RARCU5gFI/AAAAAAAAGdY/EJeVbnZ-h5k/s72-c/DSC_9784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4743401829395411186</id><published>2010-03-06T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:56:44.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up late again</title><content type='html'>I was sitting here attempting to write something and just thought about the last time I tried to do this. Nothing made any sense so I'll wait till another night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4743401829395411186?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4743401829395411186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4743401829395411186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4743401829395411186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4743401829395411186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/up-late-again.html' title='Up late again'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6260779395697440842</id><published>2010-03-02T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:47:20.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years sparkles</title><content type='html'>Each year on the night of new years eve, I always bring it in with Dick Clark and the gang. But this year... or should I say last new years eve I did a little something different. I still watched the Dick Clark show but Shelly's mom was in town and spending the night with us. And lookie what she brought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sparkles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we lit a few of them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated 2010 everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZO2JXoRI/AAAAAAAAGWk/MjkRKDNx5-o/s1600-h/DSC_9208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZO2JXoRI/AAAAAAAAGWk/MjkRKDNx5-o/s200/DSC_9208.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZO2JXoRI/AAAAAAAAGWk/MjkRKDNx5-o/s1600-h/DSC_9208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZO2JXoRI/AAAAAAAAGWk/MjkRKDNx5-o/s200/DSC_9208.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZQrTCgbI/AAAAAAAAGWs/ygYK1XanAsI/s1600-h/DSC_9209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZhhB9PGI/AAAAAAAAGYE/C1GHRRcg-gs/s200/DSC_9222.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43Zf5uY0zI/AAAAAAAAGX8/XpvVPwjaOMM/s1600-h/DSC_9219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43Zf5uY0zI/AAAAAAAAGX8/XpvVPwjaOMM/s200/DSC_9219.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6260779395697440842?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6260779395697440842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6260779395697440842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6260779395697440842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6260779395697440842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-years-sparkles.html' title='New Years sparkles'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ZO2JXoRI/AAAAAAAAGWk/MjkRKDNx5-o/s72-c/DSC_9208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3244171503910407955</id><published>2010-03-01T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:08:53.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take some time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whenever you get a chance, take a minute or two from your busy lifestyle and have a laugh. There is nothing like it. It's way too easy to get caught up in the day-to-day stress in life. Laughing is soul food. I get a kick out of laughing at myself or either making somebody else laugh when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't think of anything then maybe I can help. Check out a few of these pictures. I stumbled onto these as I was browsing the web this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV0kw40YI/AAAAAAAAGOE/Hylb1a1vC6A/s1600-h/dog_transporter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV0kw40YI/AAAAAAAAGOE/Hylb1a1vC6A/s400/dog_transporter.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yVyXyIErI/AAAAAAAAGN8/s6e6okj3H9E/s1600-h/ass-fregrance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yVyXyIErI/AAAAAAAAGN8/s6e6okj3H9E/s320/ass-fregrance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV2i-pIzI/AAAAAAAAGOM/8G8BtKT99O8/s1600-h/fresh-fudge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV2i-pIzI/AAAAAAAAGOM/8G8BtKT99O8/s320/fresh-fudge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV35tI8wI/AAAAAAAAGOU/QiSP8QM3Q_Q/s1600-h/smiling_dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV35tI8wI/AAAAAAAAGOU/QiSP8QM3Q_Q/s320/smiling_dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sites that I found them on. Check them out when you get a chance. And have a laugh will ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.baconbabble.com/index.php/2009/12/13/funny-signs/"&gt;http://www.baconbabble.com/index.php/2009/12/13/funny-signs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dirjournal.com/shopping-journal/10-funniest-and-gross-bathroom-gadgets/"&gt;http://www.dirjournal.com/shopping-journal/10-funniest-and-gross-bathroom-gadgets/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cslacker.com/"&gt;http://www.cslacker.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3244171503910407955?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3244171503910407955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3244171503910407955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3244171503910407955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3244171503910407955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/take-some-time.html' title='Take some time'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yV0kw40YI/AAAAAAAAGOE/Hylb1a1vC6A/s72-c/dog_transporter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4686026765500718441</id><published>2010-03-01T23:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:11:37.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did this come from</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found this nice pictures on my computer the other day and thought they were way too nice to delete. So I thought I'd share it with everyone. Wouldn't it be nice to have this view in your back yard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yQ09qIxxI/AAAAAAAAGN0/YPiTEuO82kw/s1600-h/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yQ09qIxxI/AAAAAAAAGN0/YPiTEuO82kw/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yd5np535I/AAAAAAAAGOc/78vh0pu-eG4/s1600-h/3637382_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yd5np535I/AAAAAAAAGOc/78vh0pu-eG4/s320/3637382_large.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/2140174388259025218-4686026765500718441?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4686026765500718441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4686026765500718441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4686026765500718441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4686026765500718441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-did-this-come-from.html' title='Where did this come from'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S4yQ09qIxxI/AAAAAAAAGN0/YPiTEuO82kw/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2124491961983681464</id><published>2010-02-25T01:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T12:17:09.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still up</title><content type='html'>Yep... I'm up late. Well... I say late but 1:30 am is not too late for me. I'm a night owl. I don't have to be in to work till 10 am so I have a little "&lt;i&gt;sleeping in&lt;/i&gt;" time going for me. Here is where it will bite me though. I like to sleep in... big time. In other words I could sleep till 11 am with no problems (compliments to my past college life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting off track here... get to the point bunny!!! Okay, it's now 1:34 am and the bunny show is coming at you here on the couch while I listen to my mp3 player and try to type myself to sleep. You heard right... the couch. I can't get any sleep here lately cause Shelly keeps hitting me on the side and telling me to roll over cause I'm snoring.&amp;nbsp; Ha... you thought I was in the dog house didn't you? Shelly and I don't do the doghouse treatment thing. I'd still curl up with her even if she has made me mad as blazes. Maybe if I drop a few pounds, the snoring might go away but I'm totally not motivated to eat right and exercise. I started eating really junky when I got a about 6 months into school so I knew I'd pack on a few pounds. Funny thing is that all that junk taste so good that I don't wanna go back to eating right. Diet food doesn't taste bad but it's just that junk taste so good it will make your toes curl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of that being said, I haven't sleeping worth a hoot lately. It has a lot to do with a few other things too. I have a huge story about that so I need to wait till I have all my ducks in a row before I share that one. It's a hum-dinger of a story too... let me tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I'll chop this one off. I'm getting sloppy with my words and sentences more so than I am getting sleepy. If I keep going I'll be making no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2124491961983681464?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2124491961983681464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2124491961983681464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2124491961983681464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2124491961983681464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/still-up.html' title='Still up'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4887320032675670852</id><published>2010-02-21T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:06:33.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's messed up</title><content type='html'>Wanna hear something that's messed up? In the year of 2009, I successfully made it out to the gym for some cardio exercise a huge total of 1 time! While I was there on my annual calorie burn, I was completely distracted by a TV commercial of McDonald's new cheeseburger. Now that right there is plain messed up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear something else that's messed up?&lt;br /&gt;Back when I got hired for Cycle Gear, I had to get a drug test done. Of course this was water off a ducks back to me because I knew this would be a breeze. I get to the office, fill out the paper work and then I sit and wait for my name to be called. &lt;i&gt;"Brian Bunn... We can take you back now"... &lt;/i&gt;the lady says! So, I followed the lady back into the room. In this room was another lady and she has a puzzled look on her face. So I ask... &lt;i&gt;What do you need me to do?&lt;/i&gt; She looks at me and says... do you know this is drug test that's taken from your hair? Now you do realize I shaved my head the night before right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to her... &lt;i&gt;have some hair from my arm... your can have all of that you want and there is plenty!&lt;/i&gt; It's not long enough she replies! You know... I think that dad-gum woman wanted me to show my moon pie! All for a freaking drug test. By now I'm thinking that I could really fill up a cup of pee right now but you just insist on using hair. Suddenly, I thought, hey... how about my legs! So I pulled up my pants leg and they were like... &lt;i&gt;yeah, now this will work&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long story short... they took a noticeable chunk of hair from my leg in one spot&amp;nbsp; and I didn't have to show them my moon pie! Thank goodness!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that was every bit of messed up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4887320032675670852?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4887320032675670852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4887320032675670852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4887320032675670852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4887320032675670852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-messed-up.html' title='That&apos;s messed up'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6538059803669687174</id><published>2010-02-17T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:34:12.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook post</title><content type='html'>A post from one of my friends on facebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a class="GenericStory_Name" href="http://www.facebook.com/jmacphoto?ref=nf" onclick="ft(&amp;quot;4:10:46:1464933052:::0:lf::312130765582:::11:1:11:-5320136837305183155&amp;quot;);"&gt;Jimmy McDonald&lt;/a&gt; I was in the restaurant yesterday when I suddenly realized I desperately needed to pass gas. The music was really, really loud, so I timed my gas with the beat ofthe music. After a couple of songs, I started to feel better. I finished my coffee, andnoticed that everybody was staring at me....Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my iPod. My bad!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6538059803669687174?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6538059803669687174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6538059803669687174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6538059803669687174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6538059803669687174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/facebook-post.html' title='Facebook post'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8816115984991088109</id><published>2010-02-16T20:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:08:02.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Times are changing</title><content type='html'>Times are definitely changing. I didn't think I'd ever go back to school, but I did, and loved it. I've also been absorbed into book stores. Not necessary a library, unless it's a nice one but book stores like Barnes &amp;amp; Nobel, Books a Million or Borders. Those are the ones I like. You can go in and get yourself a coffee and then find a book or a magazine to read.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43dUa6wWUI/AAAAAAAAGYc/9clmG7f5u4I/s1600-h/barnes-and-noble-booksellers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43dUa6wWUI/AAAAAAAAGYc/9clmG7f5u4I/s200/barnes-and-noble-booksellers.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sign of the times is what's allowed on TV these days. I'm not even going to get into the nudity that is on regular TV but I &lt;i&gt;will &lt;/i&gt;say something about the language. I was watching an old 80s movie a few weeks ago and on this particular scene, the actor said GD. Now if you don't know what that is then I'm sorry, I'm not typing that out for you. You figure it out! So anyways, the network didn't bleep the word out. The very next scene, a guy said bullsh!t... and they bleeped it out. The bleep didn't cover the whole word, just the last part! So, what has the world come too? You can take Gods name in vain but you bleep out something that kids hear in preschool? What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ggHRZO8I/AAAAAAAAGYs/zrh4M9Sl3Dw/s1600-h/meatballs.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43ggHRZO8I/AAAAAAAAGYs/zrh4M9Sl3Dw/s200/meatballs.png" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Times have definitely changed! Where is the limit? I don't think there is one! We've passed that mark a long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourself... who knows what the future will hold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8816115984991088109?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8816115984991088109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8816115984991088109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8816115984991088109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8816115984991088109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/times-are-changing.html' title='Times are changing'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S43dUa6wWUI/AAAAAAAAGYc/9clmG7f5u4I/s72-c/barnes-and-noble-booksellers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2870978984569743153</id><published>2010-02-16T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:20:33.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what the deal is but here lately but I've been noticing a lot of spam getting into some of my accounts. It's not the spam you keep refrigerated either. It's more like nonsense e-mails linking to something stupid. It could even be a virus waiting on you as soon as you click the link. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all kinds of spider bots crawling all over the web these days so I'm having to turn up the heat a little on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, when you leave a comment, there will be a captcha for you to enter. It's just for verification purposes. Don't let it scare you away from leaving comments cause I love to read comments. I'm just trying to tell the difference between a human and a computer. That's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... comment away please!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2870978984569743153?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2870978984569743153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2870978984569743153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2870978984569743153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2870978984569743153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6570440830692521936</id><published>2010-02-15T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:20:32.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you say... dad-gummit!</title><content type='html'>1. Your so thirsty and you've been thinking about a Mountain Dew ( or your favorite drink ) all day long. You see a drink machine and you have just enough change to make it happen. You enter the change, hit the Mountain Dew tab and out spits a freaking welch's grape drink ( or your worst drink ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your hungry and you're heading to the nearest drive thru. There are 3 or 4 cars ahead of you but you'll be turning into the drive thru shortly while the other cars go another direction. You get close and notice those 4 cars ahead of you were hungry too and they're all going to the same drive thru as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your computer is acting up. It's either hung up or your trying to do to many things at one time and the chip can't process everything. You accidentally hit the delete button and it starts working again... and fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You just bought a new gallon of milk and you are craving a bowl of cereal. You open the lib and smell the milk and it's spoiled already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite song is on the radio and you jamming to the beat. Your singing like your the new American Idol. Then static takes over and by the time you get a good clear signal again, the song is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of plenty more situations like this but sooner or later when the right situation happens, dad-gummit turns into #$%&amp;amp;! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6570440830692521936?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6570440830692521936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6570440830692521936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6570440830692521936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6570440830692521936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-that-make-you-say-dad-gummit.html' title='Things that make you say... dad-gummit!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8392633769744829422</id><published>2010-02-15T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:45:38.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24-The TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUeI32meI/AAAAAAAAGNk/nHw6y2xsIwA/s1600-h/100397443_fp--------posters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUeI32meI/AAAAAAAAGNk/nHw6y2xsIwA/s200/100397443_fp--------posters.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was sometime around the middle of last year when I stumbled onto this show. A good friend recommended that I check it out but at that time, I really wasn't into any TV series. I'm a huge fan of the History Channel, Learning Channel, Travel and the rest of them channels like that. I had even seen a few previews on several shows that were coming out and thought... dang, these look pretty good! But I still never put any time into them. Even shows like American Idol never appealed to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to my point here, my friend let me borrow the first season of 24. At first, Shelly and I started watching them at night after supper. She was immediately hooked. For me, I didn't think I was going to get into it. After three or four episodes, I started to come around and by the last couple of disc in the DVD set,&amp;nbsp; I was hooked. So I turned the set back over to my friend and then he let us borrow the 2nd season. I think he owned all of them because he always told me to let him know when we're finished and he'd let us borrow the next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUb4Fj6jI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7TV11MS-HMg/s1600-h/24-24-36845_1024_768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUb4Fj6jI/AAAAAAAAGNU/7TV11MS-HMg/s200/24-24-36845_1024_768.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we start watching the second season and I'm simply glued to the TV. I would even beg Shelly to watch another episode after one finished. She would only last through two or three episodes cause she has to be in bed by 9 pm you know! So we did that until around the middle of the 2nd season. After that, I just couldn't help it anymore. I stayed up till 3 in the morning watching those programs! And if I had a Sunday where I wasn't doing anything, I wouldn't leave the house. I was addicted and I still am! That show is amazing! There is so much action and so many things happening at once that it always leaves you on the edge of your seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUdO9Nj7I/AAAAAAAAGNc/MvfNuUPGXu0/s1600-h/24-Redemption.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUdO9Nj7I/AAAAAAAAGNc/MvfNuUPGXu0/s200/24-Redemption.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here is where I stand. Even though I would get a whole season ahead of Shelly, I would watch them over with her. By the time season 4 was finished, I was in the beginning phase of my portfolio class. So I told my friend not to give me any more seasons until we're finished.&amp;nbsp; There was just no way I would commit any time to my work if there was a unwatched season of 24 around. You know, I never got to Season 5. After we finished school, we continued to hang out but someone else had the season so I wasn't able to watch it. Looks like I'll have to rent or buy the DVD set myself. Did I mention that I was addicted to that show? Since I've been watching 24, Kiefer Sutherland has become one of my favorite actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you. If you haven't already seen any of the shows, then you just need to make time and watch them from the beginning. It's like there is action, suspense and drama happening all at one time, but Jack Baur always pulls it together somehow and saves the day. It's neat how it all comes together when everything is so scattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUhqlpmoI/AAAAAAAAGNs/UpSRbR1CIsM/s1600-h/wall24_1JackBauer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUhqlpmoI/AAAAAAAAGNs/UpSRbR1CIsM/s200/wall24_1JackBauer.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Right now, season 8 is showing at 9 pm Monday nights. I believe Fox is the network! Go check it out! Beware: You may become addicted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8392633769744829422?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8392633769744829422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8392633769744829422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8392633769744829422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8392633769744829422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/24-tv-show.html' title='24-The TV Show'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3oUeI32meI/AAAAAAAAGNk/nHw6y2xsIwA/s72-c/100397443_fp--------posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-9128053936500466946</id><published>2010-02-15T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:35:50.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jTsebNE5I/AAAAAAAAGM0/tkjXkemUJlc/s1600-h/portorotaryred-01-l-resized.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jTsebNE5I/AAAAAAAAGM0/tkjXkemUJlc/s200/portorotaryred-01-l-resized.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Is it me or does everybody else remember these phones like it was yesterday? It seems like it was only a few years ago when I had one of these crazy phones. It's funny because young teenagers would look at you strange if you told them this was the way phones looked back in the day. Oh and the ring tone they had.... grrrrrr!!!!! Hey wait a minute... is this my phone? Dang... I had one just like this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jTtxWOaXI/AAAAAAAAGM8/uYZsgCZcjgQ/s1600-h/old-phone-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jTtxWOaXI/AAAAAAAAGM8/uYZsgCZcjgQ/s200/old-phone-4.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I remember trying to talk to someone and having to stay close to the phone because the cord was no longer than 3 feet. These cords I'm talking about looked like they just got a perm from a hair saloon. Then they started coming out with cords that were 10 ft, 20 and even longer. With a cord like that you could at least go to the other side of your house while your talking. These cords were a freaking mess. They would always get tangled up into a big knot. Then they started coming out with cords that were straight. In other words, these cords didn't have a perm. Cords got so long that you could almost go to the bathroom while you were talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cordless phones started booming. Oh my gosh! You could walk all over the house and talk on the phone at the same time. Next thing you know cell phones got to the point to where it was a must to have one. They went from big and bulky to small and thin really quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jYvRpIlJI/AAAAAAAAGNE/3025Jt1RINs/s1600-h/436750762_55f750a647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jYvRpIlJI/AAAAAAAAGNE/3025Jt1RINs/s200/436750762_55f750a647.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll never forget having a cell phone that looked like it would pass for a carpentry tool. They were thick and had an antenna that needed to be pulled out of you were gonna talk to anyone with a clear signal. As time quickly passed, they started getting smaller and smaller. Now cell phones are like pocket computers! I think I'm speaking for a huge percentage of people these days but I think land line phones are out. History! Why on earth would you have two phone bills when you can call anywhere you want to call at any time of the day with your cell phone? It use to be like this. You had your land line phone for local calling and then use your cell phone for long distance. Not the case anymore. Cell phone providers have rates to where you call anywhere at anytime for one price. Unless you're calling someone in Brazil during the middle of the day you'll be fine. Again, why on earth would you have to phone bills?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I moved out of my old buddies house and moved into a house all by myself, there was no way I was going to get a land line hooked up. Now I'm so use to just having a cell phone that I wouldn't know what to do with a land line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So welcome to 2010! Shoot... by now I thought cars would be hovering in the air but that may not be far off. Just look at the technology going in to these phones. Shelly and I both just got Verizons new touch phone - the droid. These phones have applications that will start your car. Okay, not that but seriously though, I can put the phone up to a radio and it will scan the song and tell me who the band is, the name of the song, what year it came out and all that good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait another five or ten years and see what cell phones are doing. They'll make these look dated probably! Watch what I tell ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-9128053936500466946?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/9128053936500466946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=9128053936500466946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9128053936500466946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9128053936500466946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/remember-this.html' title='Remember this?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/S3jTsebNE5I/AAAAAAAAGM0/tkjXkemUJlc/s72-c/portorotaryred-01-l-resized.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4305099005188208175</id><published>2010-02-14T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:13:20.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best and worse of 2009</title><content type='html'>The year was 2009. Some of this stuff I wish I could forget but all things happen for a reason right? The other stuff I'll always remember. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009 I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit working for cycle gear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started working for The Art Institute Cage ( camera rental )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished school and graduated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started working for Walgreens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit Walgreens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starting doing a lot of freelance for my new business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Started working with Crown Alley Films&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finalized my graduation at the walking ceremony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Received honors during graduation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helped my best friend load he moving truck for Texas &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's actually about all that happened other than very fine detail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is a few of those details I remember but wish I could forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old ladies shopping at Walgreens telling me their gonna crack my face because of a coupon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being totally stressed out about my final portfolio class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishing I could be out with friends but stuck at home doing homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Presenting my portfolio with a lump in my throat while the faculty of The Art Institute listens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Putting up with all the stupidity of Walgreens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, I could go on and on about this but I'd be getting a little too detailed. These were just some of the things that stood out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about 2009 is that I survived. 2009 will also go down in history as the year that I finished and graduated college. My dad would be proud of me! I never thought I'd go back to school but I guess I fooled myself. The funny thing about it is that I actually loved every minute of it. It was definitely hard at times and there were even times that I wondered how in the world I was going to make it. But I made it! College to me was not about having homework. It was about starting over with a new career. I took each assignment with the perspective of this being work from a client. I was never late for class, never late on my school work, and I never missed a day of school. I had perfect attendance all the way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that I am very proud of myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4305099005188208175?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4305099005188208175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4305099005188208175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4305099005188208175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4305099005188208175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-and-worse-of-2009.html' title='The best and worse of 2009'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3102390876360205527</id><published>2010-02-12T11:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:03:32.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google</title><content type='html'>Google is amazing! Don't you wish you would've invested in their stock around 10 years ago? It doesn't matter what you are looking for... Google can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day, as I started to do a search, I forgot what I was going to enter. The only thing I had in the search bar was why. If you haven't recognized this yet then try it. When you type a word into Google's search bar, it will guess at the rest until you finish your query. So the word &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; left the guessing door wide open. Take a look at a few guesses from Google when I typed in why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;why do men have nipples&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why is the sky blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why is poop green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why did I get married too&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why can't I own a canadian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why do dogs eat poop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why do cats purr&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;why are people posting colors on facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Like I said, this is just a few. Google usually has 10 guesses at your unfinished query! You should try it sometime. And by all means experiment with it a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at: why is poop green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1815736/why_is_my_poop_green_what_causes_green.html?cat=5"&gt;associatedcontent.com&lt;/a&gt; says about green poop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Green poop can be caused by a number of different reasons, most having to do with diet. For starters, having too much iron in your diet can cause that nice grassy shade to appear in the toilet bowl. This is especially true if you are taking iron supplements; too much iron in your diet can stain and create your green poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, green poop can be caused by a diet high in leafy vegetables like spinach. If you are finding green poop in your toilet bowl, go back through all you've eaten and determine whether you have eaten an overabundance of salad. Green food dyes can also cause green poop, especially those found in ice creams, candies, and some cereals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're experiencing green poop as a result of your diet there is no need to fear, as your feces should regain its original brown color over time as whatever is causing the stain works its way out of your system".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! The green poop mystery has been explained!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3102390876360205527?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3102390876360205527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3102390876360205527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3102390876360205527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3102390876360205527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-for-kicks-and-giggles.html' title='Google'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6926583441089752891</id><published>2010-02-11T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:21:28.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new look</title><content type='html'>After a little searching, I think I found a nice template to use. I like the vibes that it's giving off. It's making me feel bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that hog-wash! Seriously though... I hope you enjoy the new look. I'll be adding to the sidebar here and there but the over all layout and appearance is what I was looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the new bunny show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6926583441089752891?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6926583441089752891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6926583441089752891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6926583441089752891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6926583441089752891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-look.html' title='The new look'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8749798689949547341</id><published>2010-02-11T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:54:25.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I thinking?</title><content type='html'>It looks like I should be a little more careful of how I word some of my sentences, or even explain some of my stories. What I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; do is wait a good day or two before I post. This will allow me to read over everything and correct any mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tell ya... that story about Walgreens hardly made any sense to me now that I've re-read the story! Dang... if I don't half understand what I'm writing about then I can't expect you to understand what I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do better, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of subject here but I am looking at yet another layout. I know, I know... I keep changing it! Well, I like this one but it's a bit too artsy. So be on the lookout, this layout will change before long. There are a ton of designers out there that have built countless xml templates and they're way better than what the blogger templates are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. Oh one more thing. It feels good to be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8749798689949547341?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8749798689949547341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8749798689949547341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8749798689949547341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8749798689949547341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-am-i-thinking.html' title='What am I thinking?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-5000833957878327816</id><published>2010-02-09T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:08:12.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Walgreens failure</title><content type='html'>I was thinking about something tonight... you know, I've always said how much I love to write my goofy stories on this blog. You might read something off the wall one day and he next, you might get something from my heart. But here lately it's been a bit of bashing. To sum it all up... writing, to me, is therapeutic. I can express my feelings towards something with out opening my mouth. So with that being said, lets get on with the bashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, if you skip down to the very next story, you'll read about my wacky ventures with Walgreens. In addition to that, I want to express what a loser company that place really is... again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tax time! The dead line for companies to send out tax information was the 31st right? Well here it is the 8th of February and still no tax information from Walgreens. So I called them up and asked where my tax information was. &lt;i&gt;" Hi Brian, let me see here, we received a few documents in the mail the other day. Oh yes, here it is. Would you like me to mail it to you"&lt;/i&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now, do I really have to get all steamed up again because I really want to write what I think or do you see what I'm talking about? Ive never in my life seen a company send your tax information to a store. I may be wrong but I figured they'd send it out via mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Shelly and I headed down out to Concord to get our license renewed today. Really... do I have to say more! It was a mess but we got through it in about an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we took the pathfinder to Tire Kingdom to get the oil changed, an alignment and a rotation and balance. The guy said it would take around 2 hrs or less. So we thought... we just waited that long at the dmv, we might as well go ahead and get this done while we're here. Three hours later, we're about to set the place on fire. I mean... good lord! What on earth about an oil change and a dad-gum alignment caused a 3hr wait? I will say that they knocked our bill down quite a bit and the customer service was good but geez... you might wanna get another guy to help out with them alignments or something. Sooner or later the wrong customer is gonna be really impatient and the bad words are gonna flow like a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's enough bashing for now. I feel better now that I've spoken my inner thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-5000833957878327816?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5000833957878327816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=5000833957878327816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5000833957878327816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5000833957878327816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-walgreens-failure.html' title='Another Walgreens failure'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-579638930406039087</id><published>2010-02-08T00:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:43:09.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A good shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #d4d4c7; float: left; font-family: Times,serif,Georgia; font-size: 44px; line-height: 30px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 25px;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howers are one of the greatest feelings ever. Don't you think? They're great after a long day at work or first thing in the morning. In fact, they're good at any time of the day. There is, however, one thing I hate about showers. It's that most of them never have enough hot water. I'm a cold nature kind of person so I can take a warm shower in the middle of the summer. I especially love them during the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the scenario. I get in the shower, then a few minutes of ohhhh and ahhhhh, then I begin to wash my peach fuzz hair and then it's time to lather up with soap. Well don't you know the hot water runs out when this phase of my shower is in full bloom. I got soap all over the place and a pinch of shampoo ( yes I shampoo my peach fuzz) in my hair and the water is liquid ice. Now at this time I'm frickin and a frakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a little more hot water. But it never fails, I'm always right in the middle of something when the hot water runs out! If I had the money, I hire a dad-gum back-hoe operator to dig a hole so I could have a 300 gallon hot water tank installed. Now that's what I'm talking about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-579638930406039087?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/579638930406039087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=579638930406039087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/579638930406039087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/579638930406039087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/good-shower.html' title='A good shower'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2332184109198383690</id><published>2010-02-07T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:51:24.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange happenings</title><content type='html'>You've been craving a certain kind of food all day long or even all week long. You set out to pick up that scrumptious plate or sandwich. You are behind about 5 vehicles. They're all going to the same place as you are at the very same moment!!! Isn't that a little strange? I wonder if that means they were all craving the same food just like you were?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2332184109198383690?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2332184109198383690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2332184109198383690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2332184109198383690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2332184109198383690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/strange-happenings.html' title='Strange happenings'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2411721775899139411</id><published>2010-02-07T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:41:32.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walgreens</title><content type='html'>After graduation, Shelly and I agreed that it would be in my best interest if I found a part time job somewhere to help put some money in my pocket. So I started searching for something but nothing had my interest. I knew this decision would head down a road that I probably would'nt like but somethimes you just have to do what you have to do... right? Well, long story short, I landed a part time job at Walgreens. Yeah the drug store. After interviewing, I quickly found out that a high position an Walgreens ( manager, assistant manager) paid really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; good. There is just one problem. Walgreens is a retail store. And bunny doesn't care for retail! At all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my first few sentences, I was saying that I needed to make a little money just to help ends meet but fortunately, I started landing several freelance jobs and even winded up getting another part time job editing wedding videos. Now editing weddings... I loved. So I had a job that I hated and one that I loved. I'll go ahead and spare your brain cells so you don't have to think about it but the " one I loved" job won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what I'm saying is this. I despise people with their nasty, no good, rotten attitudes. I knew Walgreens was a retail store but I also knew that I needed to work. So when I started getting old ladies (you heard right) tell me they were gonna bash my face in cause some stupid coupon would'nt work, I started counting down my days. There was no way on this earth that I was going to put up with that. Then I started getting some attitude from one of the employees. By now I had my limit on attitudes. Long story short, we had a little &lt;i&gt;"come to Jesus"&lt;/i&gt; meeting and we got that squared away really quick. Then I put in for another store and they just kept dragging their feet on the grand opening. At this point in my Walgreens career, I hated that place so bad that I could spit bullets. I'm not kidding either. I've never seen such a freakin crowd in all my life. Okay... I need to tone it down because I'm getting mad just typing this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The printer never ran worth a crap and when it broke down... the doggone managers didn't even know what to do. Isn't that why your the freaking manager??? Stupid morons... seriously, I need to cut this off. I steaming already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I ended my stupid Walgreens career. See here is the deal. Even though I hated every minute of it, I'm the person that understands what a commitment is. I'll do whatever it takes to make ends meet. Even if I hate what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the blessing goes to my wife cause she gave me&lt;i&gt; her&lt;/i&gt; blessing to quit and pursue something else. I'm sure I'll shop at the occasional Walgreens since people and good leadership is what makes a good working environment, not the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... here is my chose words to that stupid place where I worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;i&gt;'m better than you and I'm better than the bullcrap you put me into. You never could give me a straight answer on anything, and for that, I wiped my the dust off my feet when I walked out your door for the last time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You bunch of freaking morons!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2411721775899139411?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2411721775899139411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2411721775899139411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2411721775899139411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2411721775899139411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/02/walgreens.html' title='Walgreens'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8788453131001800784</id><published>2010-01-26T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:40:33.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive</title><content type='html'>Wow... I'm almost speechless. If you read the stories I posted a few weeks ago you'd think I'm all down in the dumps. I mean,&amp;nbsp; I was a little torn on a few things but all I know is what I feel right now. I am coming back to my energy that I once had. In fact, I think I've grown a bit stronger from all of this down time. Maybe it was that I just needed to be away from so much computer work or maybe I just wanted to be lazy for a while. I don't know, like I said, all I know is that I'm feeling alive, upbeat, creative and full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past week I've started to reel back in everything that I am a part of these days and I'm ready to continue where I left off. I've already got some amazing news to tell you. Hey that's it... it's because of... well I can't really say right know. I don't want to ruin anything. I will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends and family that enjoys reading my goofy stories with misspelled words and phrases that don't make much sense, then hear this. I'M BACK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8788453131001800784?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8788453131001800784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8788453131001800784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8788453131001800784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8788453131001800784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4326548884937464380</id><published>2010-01-14T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:22:52.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken record</title><content type='html'>You know... I keep thinking to myself... What's wrong with you? What are these feelings? Why won't this strange funk go away? But I never can seem to find any answers. I haven't felt like this in... well never. I've been through depression, sadness, anger, strife and even extreme happiness. I sorta understand why I am feeling this way but then again I have no idea why I am feeling this way. Whatever it is, I just can't seem to shake it. I have lost every bit of the drive that I had when I was in school. I'm not complaining at all... just wondering I guess. Wondering when I am going to get kicking with everything. Wondering is the key word here! I just keep wondering when I can start to move forward and regain the drive I once had. Right now, wondering is my broken record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think back to my days at the quarry and think... God, I'm so glad I'm done with that phase in my life. I clearly left a comfort zone by quiting a job I'd been working for nearly 10 years. Before the first 10 years, I worked a job doing the same occupation for nearly 4 years. So lets just say I spent 14 years of my life doing this one thing... and that was all I knew how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next thing I know is that I've got a nice camera and I'm taking pictures of everything in site. Then I start thinking about other possibilities and before you know it, I'm attending college in pursuit of an Interactive Media degree. Something I thought I'd never do. College!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the deal with the broken record title you ask? Well, it's playing over and over in my head. I just need to figure out how to insert a new record and place the needle at the beginning and let the music play. I have been doing a lot of thinking about a lot of things. And I intend on sharing them with you. If you can just be patient with me and let me figure out how to find my new record, then maybe by then I'll figure out how place the needle at the beginning of the record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4326548884937464380?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4326548884937464380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4326548884937464380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4326548884937464380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4326548884937464380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2010/01/broken-record.html' title='Broken record'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-655552079602588026</id><published>2009-12-28T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:41:10.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Holiday season</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all and to all... Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-655552079602588026?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/655552079602588026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=655552079602588026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/655552079602588026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/655552079602588026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-holiday-season.html' title='It&apos;s the Holiday season'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7992960287622076945</id><published>2009-12-20T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:55:40.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?</title><content type='html'>That's actually a good question. One that I can't seem to figure out. I feel like I'm just floating around taking up space with no direction what-so-ever. I mean... what do I say, what do I do. How about these three words. I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past three months, I've been on quite an emotional roller coaster. I was just in college right? Where's that fire, that passion and that zeal? Where's the energy and that ball of ambition that I felt building up inside of me for the last two years? I don't know!&amp;nbsp; I just wrote a little power story for myself ( just below this story ) on trying to pick myself back up from whatever this funk is but as of right now; it was just words. Lets just say for lack of better terms that I've been completely unmotivated. No edge for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I going to do about this? I don't know! Ride it out probably. I just can't put my finger on it. Like I said. I feel like I'm floating around in space with out a cause. We all go though times like this but this time for me it seems to be a pretty deep rut I've slipped into. I thought that after I got good and out of school, I'd be burning up my keyboard typing the stories I have archived, building my web and video portfolio. Oh I've got some ideas but I just keep adding them to my "to do" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this much. Ever since I've graduated, I've been on a heck of an emotional roller coaster and the worst of it was this past week. I'll most definitely go into detail about it all when the time comes. For know I'm just going to give myself a break because you can't live on the cutting edge all the time. I have to think that times like this are learning curves for the next adventure. All I know is that I'm ready to get out of this funk and I'm ready to get back on track with this blog. Because I love it and I love to share the experiences that I have. Especially the ones I dream about. So is it all good now? Are you saying your getting your fire back? Are you... Brian Bunn saying that ambition that was building up is getting ready to come out? I don't know. I really don't know &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; that I'm saying these days but I do know how I feel. Empty. Lets hope that after the holidays, I'll find that zeal! I'm ready... that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and may God bless you in every way possible!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7992960287622076945?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7992960287622076945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7992960287622076945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7992960287622076945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7992960287622076945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7336355312353392299</id><published>2009-11-30T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:00:47.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>That's right, it's time. I seen this time coming before I even graduated and trust me... it's another story for another day, but for now, it's time to get out of this slump that I've been in. Just to brief you a little on what I mean... we'll lets just say that my brain needed some rest. I've crammed and crammed for 2 years and missed out on a ton of stuff just so I could give 100% of my concentration to school. So when I graduated, I was pretty much sick of it. I was just tired of doing all the things that I needed to do in order to have a successful portfolio and most of all, to prove to myself that I could do it and do it well. I wouldn't and I didn't stand for anything less. So you could say that I've been a little mentally drained lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I take a few steps back and think about everything I did and what I want to do, I can feel my motivation slowly creeping back in. It's a little intimidating sometimes but I love the curiosity that is flowing through my veins. At the age of 34 I am starting all over again as far as a career. I know exactly what I love and I know exactly what I want to do with my life. I know for a fact that I will be an asset to the any company but when I achieve that position that best suits me... then whoa... look out! I'm definitely a team player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now it's survival mode and I am extremely thankful for what I am doing. Here's to hoping that the economy starts coming back to life. Not only for myself but to all of the hard working men and women that need or have lost their jobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7336355312353392299?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7336355312353392299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7336355312353392299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7336355312353392299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7336355312353392299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7800920962518556841</id><published>2009-11-30T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:20:45.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Christmas shows begin</title><content type='html'>This time of the year has always been one of my favorite times of the year. And to go along with this holiday season are the best Christmas shows ever. Tonight we kick it off with The Grinch that Stole Christmas and Shrek the Halls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLGUncojI/AAAAAAAAGLw/A60aNAxBGKA/s1600/grinch-dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLGUncojI/AAAAAAAAGLw/A60aNAxBGKA/s320/grinch-dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLH-4M-oI/AAAAAAAAGL4/zKkfga0cxCU/s1600/grinch-stole-christmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLH-4M-oI/AAAAAAAAGL4/zKkfga0cxCU/s320/grinch-stole-christmas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLJMTnTeI/AAAAAAAAGMA/654aPHISrSA/s1600/grinch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLJMTnTeI/AAAAAAAAGMA/654aPHISrSA/s320/grinch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLLEqGhOI/AAAAAAAAGMI/OYw0TwkfHY4/s1600/shrek-the-halls02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLLEqGhOI/AAAAAAAAGMI/OYw0TwkfHY4/s320/shrek-the-halls02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLMu93TpI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/jJ9vPcZZ368/s1600/shrek-the-halls05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLMu93TpI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/jJ9vPcZZ368/s320/shrek-the-halls05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLPHPWsRI/AAAAAAAAGMY/EmuI1gKCXN8/s1600/shrek_the_halls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLPHPWsRI/AAAAAAAAGMY/EmuI1gKCXN8/s320/shrek_the_halls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7800920962518556841?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7800920962518556841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7800920962518556841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7800920962518556841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7800920962518556841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-christmas-shows-begin.html' title='Let the Christmas shows begin'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSLGUncojI/AAAAAAAAGLw/A60aNAxBGKA/s72-c/grinch-dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4148664724993905406</id><published>2009-11-30T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:08:36.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSGaUwN-rI/AAAAAAAAGLo/_s7eKu9tBjg/s1600/DSC_8546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSGaUwN-rI/AAAAAAAAGLo/_s7eKu9tBjg/s400/DSC_8546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yep... Shell-Bell is out cold. Most of the time she sets the timer on the TV but here in this picture... it looks as if she wants to be in control of when the TV turns off. That girl starts shutting down about 9 pm and the time of this shot was around 9:30. So you know she is done for the night. &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/2140174388259025218-4148664724993905406?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4148664724993905406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4148664724993905406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4148664724993905406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4148664724993905406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-cold.html' title='Out Cold'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/SxSGaUwN-rI/AAAAAAAAGLo/_s7eKu9tBjg/s72-c/DSC_8546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8719516018604525864</id><published>2009-11-26T13:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:56:59.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Thanksgiving time</title><content type='html'>This year will be a little awkward for me. I will have to miss out on any Thanksgiving dinners or seeing any of my family members. Since Walgreens is open year round this means that I'll be working on most holidays. It sucks but there isn't much I can do about it. I'm just thankful to be working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way. I posted this on facebook the other day and I thought it would be fitting to share here as well. If you can't think of any reason to be thankful then think about that nice cozy warm bed to sleep in after a long day or that nice relaxing shower with hot water. I could go on and on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8719516018604525864?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8719516018604525864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8719516018604525864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8719516018604525864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8719516018604525864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-thanksgiving-time.html' title='Its Thanksgiving time'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-2913680443130777433</id><published>2009-11-21T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T01:06:28.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hack... Cough.. Cough Hack...</title><content type='html'>I just have a few words on my mind right now. I'm sick of being sick! Ever since I've graduated it seems like I have been battling with something. This is totally not helping out on my list of things to write about either. Were gonna get straightened out one of these days though. I just hope that one day is soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-2913680443130777433?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/2913680443130777433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=2913680443130777433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2913680443130777433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/2913680443130777433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/11/hack-cough-cough-hack.html' title='Hack... Cough.. Cough Hack...'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-80113029253459218</id><published>2009-10-22T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:53:45.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A short story of a camping trip</title><content type='html'>Shelly bought a nice camper. She was very excited. We planed a trip to the mountains one weekend to do some camping and hiking. We got to the camp site. Had a hard time getting set up. Got aggravated. It was raining. We were cold. We didn't sleep good. Our dog Jack couldn't get comfortable. It rained all night. We didn't get any sleep cause of the rain. It was raining the next day. We were even more frustrated. We packed up and left. Had a hard time getting the camper set back up when we arrived home. Got even more frustrated. Camper is now for sale. Check craigslist for the details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1256184112720"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charlotte.craigslist.org/rvs/1428520485.html"&gt;http://charlotte.craigslist.org/rvs/1428520485.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-80113029253459218?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/80113029253459218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=80113029253459218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/80113029253459218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/80113029253459218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/short-story-of-camping-trip.html' title='A short story of a camping trip'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-161751568352152581</id><published>2009-10-21T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:43:55.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Terms of use</title><content type='html'>You know... why is it that every time you sign up for something there is a mile long &lt;i&gt;terms of use &lt;/i&gt;letter to read through. I should say book instead of letter. Really... who reads through any of that stuff. If you do then more power to you. Seriously, there could be a sentence or phrase in the middle of any terms of use letter saying: I am going to take everything you own and then burn it or anything crazy like that. This cold go on and on for a whole paragraph and we'd never know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what would happen next. We'd scroll down to the bottom and click OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-161751568352152581?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/161751568352152581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=161751568352152581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/161751568352152581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/161751568352152581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/terms-of-use.html' title='Terms of use'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-1976889099023372542</id><published>2009-10-21T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:38:38.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside the front door and back door</title><content type='html'>I found this colorful little fella hanging out on the side of our house by the back door. I didn't want to pick it up cause it may have shark like teeth waiting to bite into my finger so I got my shoe to give it a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CI9zL6GI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/JBZ4EO_cmR0/s1600-h/DSC_6912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CI9zL6GI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/JBZ4EO_cmR0/s400/DSC_6912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just out side the front door I found these ugly little creepy crawlers hanging out. They looked as if they were having a feast on the other bugs... buffet style I'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CLvp2UwI/AAAAAAAAGLY/1kXmC19yK10/s1600-h/DSC_6894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CLvp2UwI/AAAAAAAAGLY/1kXmC19yK10/s400/DSC_6894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CM-6Ng8I/AAAAAAAAGLg/zCptnXBTfH4/s1600-h/DSC_6896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CM-6Ng8I/AAAAAAAAGLg/zCptnXBTfH4/s400/DSC_6896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-1976889099023372542?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/1976889099023372542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=1976889099023372542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1976889099023372542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/1976889099023372542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/outside-front-door-and-back-door.html' title='Outside the front door and back door'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St_CI9zL6GI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/JBZ4EO_cmR0/s72-c/DSC_6912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6063908468312258867</id><published>2009-10-21T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:10:26.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more from the Bunn Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8t40fpjI/AAAAAAAAGKg/DORILy5mFOE/s1600-h/abby.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8t40fpjI/AAAAAAAAGKg/DORILy5mFOE/s320/abby.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8vb_L8tI/AAAAAAAAGKo/1yxVtiDt8Rw/s1600-h/bwjoyce.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8vb_L8tI/AAAAAAAAGKo/1yxVtiDt8Rw/s320/bwjoyce.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8yALp-fI/AAAAAAAAGKw/7ehDtb8QVKo/s1600-h/DSC_7094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8yALp-fI/AAAAAAAAGKw/7ehDtb8QVKo/s320/DSC_7094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8zoTrUaI/AAAAAAAAGK4/BG0xu9Mn_28/s1600-h/DSC_7097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8zoTrUaI/AAAAAAAAGK4/BG0xu9Mn_28/s320/DSC_7097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-82qZjWhI/AAAAAAAAGLA/0AX2g5DBYoI/s1600-h/DSC_7100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-82qZjWhI/AAAAAAAAGLA/0AX2g5DBYoI/s320/DSC_7100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-83hnooAI/AAAAAAAAGLI/794ZzQOhpcA/s1600-h/DSC_7174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-83hnooAI/AAAAAAAAGLI/794ZzQOhpcA/s320/DSC_7174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks to Meilani for Snapping a few of Shell Bell and myself together. We hardly ever get shots of ourselves so it's nice when someone gets a few of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6063908468312258867?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6063908468312258867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6063908468312258867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6063908468312258867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6063908468312258867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/few-more-from-bunn-reunion.html' title='A few more from the Bunn Reunion'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St-8t40fpjI/AAAAAAAAGKg/DORILy5mFOE/s72-c/abby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8944512719432117028</id><published>2009-10-21T01:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T02:05:03.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunn Reunion Photos</title><content type='html'>Here is a slideshow of the images I shot at the Bunn Reunion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-47.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-47.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3530822107892315463&amp;site=widget-47.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107892315463&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p1/3530822107892315463/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107892315463&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p2/3530822107892315463/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=3530822107892315463&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-47.slide.com/p4/3530822107892315463/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8944512719432117028?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8944512719432117028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8944512719432117028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8944512719432117028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8944512719432117028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/bunn-reunion-photos.html' title='Bunn Reunion Photos'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-9134539676539617797</id><published>2009-10-21T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:39:45.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunn Reunion</title><content type='html'>Bunn Reunion Photos will be posted soon. There are around 100 photos and posting them separately will take forever. I'll put them in a slide show to make it easier to see them all. Then post the slide show here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-9134539676539617797?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/9134539676539617797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=9134539676539617797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9134539676539617797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9134539676539617797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/bunn-reunion.html' title='Bunn Reunion'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6494506287685040384</id><published>2009-10-21T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:16:50.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>About 2 weeks ago I sent an e-mail to Racer X Magazine about posting moto87.com up on their site. Today around 2 pm I got an e-mail saying it was up! I just have one word. Saaaweeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link if you don't believe me. It's under Online MX Sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.racerxonline.com/fanguide/industry-links.aspx"&gt;http://www.racerxonline.com/fanguide/industry-links.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a picture to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St6LJM2Gb1I/AAAAAAAAGKY/30R-KUTtpVU/s1600-h/moto87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St6LJM2Gb1I/AAAAAAAAGKY/30R-KUTtpVU/s400/moto87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6494506287685040384?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6494506287685040384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6494506287685040384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6494506287685040384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6494506287685040384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/St6LJM2Gb1I/AAAAAAAAGKY/30R-KUTtpVU/s72-c/moto87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-120906751938417920</id><published>2009-10-15T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:11:05.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another shot from Rehab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/Ste5oLv0YGI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/Nol6KQlZhy8/s1600-h/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mom was about to have her dinner, she bowed her head and gave thanks. How many people do you see doing this nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/Ste5oLv0YGI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/Nol6KQlZhy8/s1600-h/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/Ste5oLv0YGI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/Nol6KQlZhy8/s400/prayer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-120906751938417920?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/120906751938417920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=120906751938417920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/120906751938417920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/120906751938417920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-shot-from-rehab.html' title='Another shot from Rehab'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/Ste5oLv0YGI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/Nol6KQlZhy8/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8903863443603678</id><published>2009-10-11T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:04:33.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's that story</title><content type='html'>If your are looking for a certain story and you can't seem to find it then look under the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blog Archive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; section and click on the month you want to see. I changed the amount of stories that shows on this page so that this blog will open faster on your computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8903863443603678?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8903863443603678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8903863443603678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8903863443603678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8903863443603678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/wheres-that-story.html' title='Where&apos;s that story'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-9039182373636524962</id><published>2009-10-11T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:03:30.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new knee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; float: left; font-family: times; font-size: 80px; line-height: 70px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; don't exactly remember when the doctor told mom that she needed knee replacement surgery but I do remember the look on her face when she told me about it. Despite all the good things people told her, it was a look of sadness along with a little bit of grief. The blues is about the best way to explain it. Let me put it to you this way, happiness was the last thing on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StJ8OVw5IsI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/-fXhJrtHmpg/s1600-h/DSC_7207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StJ8OVw5IsI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/-fXhJrtHmpg/s200/DSC_7207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As time passed, her knee continued to become worse and she knew deep down inside that having the replacement surgery was the best option. So being the champion that she is, she had the surgery and came through like a warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgery she would remain in the hospital for a few days and then spend a couple of weeks in a rehab center. Rehab was highly recommended since she has 2 dogs that love to jump up in her lap at any given moment. It hasn't been a bed of roses and no one said it would. She had to do things that were not easy and some things that were just uncomfortable. I wish you could have seen her though. When physical therapy came in her room to work with her, she was told that she needed to walk to the door and back. To our surprise, she about walked completely around the hallway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was rehab. When she arrived at the St Joseph Rehab center, mom was placed in a room that had be shared with another patient. Oh boy... mom didn't like that. With her daughter Kathy by her side she talked her into accepting the fact that she was going to have to share the room and to look at this situation with a positive attitude. And in just one day, mom and her roommate were nearly best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later mom is now able to get up and walk anywhere she needs to go... with a walker of course. All that's left to do now is endure the next several days until being released. Getting back to normal may take a little time. But time is one of the greatest healers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is back home and doing great! 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What I mean by hesitate is once you're about hit the fire button you almost stand back as if the grill might explode in your face? I do it every time. Something about gas or anything flammable especially when it's under pressure and fire just doesn't mix for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-569444321279490210?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/569444321279490210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=569444321279490210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/569444321279490210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/569444321279490210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-it-me.html' title='Is it me...'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7530632695988907660</id><published>2009-10-11T16:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:24:50.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few shots from the back side Rockingham</title><content type='html'>While mom was in the hospital, I stayed at her house and watched the dogs for her. One morning as I started out the door I thought I'd cut through a part of Rockingham that I haven't seen in many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI3-VdBb5I/AAAAAAAAGBQ/VOTmBDFUu_Y/s1600-h/DSC_7345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI3-VdBb5I/AAAAAAAAGBQ/VOTmBDFUu_Y/s400/DSC_7345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4ACHtu2I/AAAAAAAAGBY/mLO48_bvFGk/s1600-h/DSC_7348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4ACHtu2I/AAAAAAAAGBY/mLO48_bvFGk/s400/DSC_7348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4EMlJV5I/AAAAAAAAGBo/VJz7b-yocfY/s1600-h/DSC_7351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4EMlJV5I/AAAAAAAAGBo/VJz7b-yocfY/s400/DSC_7351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4CMIfOGI/AAAAAAAAGBg/Uv59wleZMAk/s1600-h/DSC_7350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4CMIfOGI/AAAAAAAAGBg/Uv59wleZMAk/s400/DSC_7350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4F1MItQI/AAAAAAAAGBw/MChK0cJ9Hog/s1600-h/DSC_7353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI4F1MItQI/AAAAAAAAGBw/MChK0cJ9Hog/s320/DSC_7353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also thought I'd take a trip out to the Vulcan quarry where I use to work. I think they are about to hit China. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI8RkXWbXI/AAAAAAAAGCA/Nh2mTuYi5jc/s1600-h/DSC_7331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI8RkXWbXI/AAAAAAAAGCA/Nh2mTuYi5jc/s400/DSC_7331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI8TIe1DpI/AAAAAAAAGCI/UjU_UfShEG8/s1600-h/DSC_7332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI8TIe1DpI/AAAAAAAAGCI/UjU_UfShEG8/s400/DSC_7332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0qbgrvt4Kk4/StI8XDvLIiI/AAAAAAAAGCQ/rVo_95nUAho/s1600-h/DSC_7333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I say that because both Shell Bell and I are sitting here at the house, on the couch, TV going in the background and we're on our laptops clicking and typing away. I wish I had a camera for this but at the moment I don't. The same goes for sitting out on the porch. Neither one of us can sit empty handed anymore... er at least I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how times change huh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3130956893775788275?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3130956893775788275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3130956893775788275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3130956893775788275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3130956893775788275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/sitting-on-couch.html' title='Sitting on the couch'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-5952189245043279042</id><published>2009-10-11T00:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:16:01.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What just happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m glad you asked. My tenure at The Art Institute of Charlotte is over. You heard right. I’m finished… that’s it and my name is Brian Done. That was my web instructors favorite line this past quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Seriously, I am all finished with school and now it’s time to go job hunting. I am super pumped with the way everything went down. I had a great time while I was at AICH and I met some outstanding people. Check this out, I was told by some students that my southern slang was the one thing that will be missed the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #99ccff; float: right; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,Georgia; font-size: 22px; height: 6em; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 10px; text-align: right; width: 150px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;...It was &lt;/span&gt; good both ways for me  &lt;b&gt; because I got a &lt;/b&gt; good laugh &lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;from their face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh and trust me... I wished you couldv'e been there when I started talking slang. All I got were blank faces with a strange look. It was good both ways for me because I got a good laugh from there face expressions or either them laughing at me. It was a win-win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what's next? Other than finding a job I hope to get caught up on a few things I've had to put off. There are so many programs that I enjoy and there are so many things you can do with just one of those programs. So if I ever say I'm bored it's totally not because I don't have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As soon as that job comes around, you can bet your butt cheeks that I'll be posting it here. &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/2140174388259025218-5952189245043279042?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5952189245043279042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=5952189245043279042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5952189245043279042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5952189245043279042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-just-happened.html' title='What just happened?'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-411415437693526675</id><published>2009-10-10T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:53:51.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A blog for my Portfolio site</title><content type='html'>Along with my portfolio site, I decided to make a blog dedicated to the work that goes on inside the factory. If you 're not sure what I mean by factory then go ahead and head over to that blog to get the full scoop on the factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To visit the blog &lt;a href="http://www.factory987.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To visit my Portfolio site &lt;a href="http://www.factory987.com/" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's another blog for you to start reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-411415437693526675?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/411415437693526675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=411415437693526675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/411415437693526675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/411415437693526675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-for-my-portfolio-site.html' title='A blog for my Portfolio site'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-7359827060661012846</id><published>2009-10-10T00:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:11:25.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0066ff; float: left; font-family: times; font-size: 100px; line-height: 90px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;ell it's almost the middle of October and I am just getting to this but better late than never... I always heard. I was watching a movie the other day and one of the shots had the twin towers in the background. In that very moment it reminded me of that tragic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, I like to watch the shows that come on TV about the 911 attacks. My heart has always went out to all the people and their families that had to experience that tragic nightmare. For me it's a reminder of what we are fighting for... our freedom. I know that we've had many casualties due to this war but our freedom has always come at a high price. I don't know if this war will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; end but freedom is the one thing that I hope will never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a minute and think of all the things we can do when ever we feel the urge and then think how it would be if there were guards standing close by that said you were not allowed to do whatever it was you were going to do. Shopping, going out to eat with friends, traveling. Go ahead take your best shot... name something you truly love to do and then think about it being restricted from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me how much you enjoy our freedom! Our military are the real heroes of the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-7359827060661012846?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/7359827060661012846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=7359827060661012846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7359827060661012846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/7359827060661012846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-freedom.html' title='Our freedom'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8445194526826173060</id><published>2009-10-07T20:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:56:40.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A dog named baxter</title><content type='html'>If you are an animal lover then this video is for you. Oh and uh... be sure and get yourself a few hankies for the tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIrDbzoOxZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8445194526826173060?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8445194526826173060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8445194526826173060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8445194526826173060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8445194526826173060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/dog-named-baxter.html' title='A dog named baxter'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-9135951988776122245</id><published>2009-10-07T00:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:06:06.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new look for a new start</title><content type='html'>I am getting my resume all fixed up and ready to go on my letterhead. Hopefully a job will come knocking after I make my rounds. While I'm making those rounds I am going to write down a few ideas for stories and see if I can get them to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I thought I'd make a few changes to the layout of the bunny show! I hope you enjoy the new look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-9135951988776122245?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/9135951988776122245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=9135951988776122245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9135951988776122245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/9135951988776122245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-look-for-new-start.html' title='A new look for a new start'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-3483711545694886866</id><published>2009-10-05T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:08:59.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hey you ... Yeah you... been missing the bunny show? I know I have. Well, it's about time to get back to the nitty gritty. I just need a week or two to get my bearings all figured out and then hopefully I'll be back to writing my goofy stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it a hundred times and I'll make this a hundred and one but I literally started an e-mail draft of ideas so that I wouldn't be scratching my head when the time comes to crank back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all may or may not know, I had to stop what I was doing and focus on school 110%. It was a bit rough there for a while but I got though everything good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... since I had to drop everything I was doing, I'm just gonna post my stories as I get to them on my list. A fresh new start you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that being said... on with the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-3483711545694886866?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/3483711545694886866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=3483711545694886866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3483711545694886866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/3483711545694886866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-start.html' title='A new start'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-5672693487976001761</id><published>2009-09-20T22:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:31:32.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Well, a couple of things have happened lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I only have a week left and I'll be finished with school.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am an inductee to the Alpha Beta Kappa National Honor Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I left one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I SURVIVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy but I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is after this week is over, you better hold on to your butt cheeks because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been missing the good ole bunny show stories.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a list a mile long of things I need to want to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;3.I never got a chance to break into several stories before I had to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get ready, the bunny show is about to crank up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-5672693487976001761?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/5672693487976001761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=5672693487976001761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5672693487976001761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/5672693487976001761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6347273066502912287</id><published>2009-09-04T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:59:49.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to graduation</title><content type='html'>Two weeks from today will be the " big " day. That will be when I stand before the school and show all of my work. The date will be Sept. 18th on a Friday afternoon. The day it all comes to a head. Then the Portfolio show will be the following week at the Charlotte Convention Center in Uptown. The show will be from 5 to7:30 pm with awards for Best Portfolio starting at 7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6347273066502912287?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6347273066502912287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6347273066502912287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6347273066502912287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6347273066502912287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/09/countdown-to-graduation.html' title='Countdown to graduation'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-4032174317463756895</id><published>2009-07-22T22:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:07:09.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I start!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the title says... where do I start! I am so far behind with everything that I have planned for this blog that I'm thinking that I just need to start over again! Ah... I'm just kidding. I've been keeping up with all of my stories that I will sooner or later write by sending myself e-mails. It works great too! I check my e-mails numerous times a day so it's been a really good way to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to get you all caught back up with what's going on I just recently had a very nice 3 week break from school. Shelly and I went to the beach as always for a week but the other couple of weeks were suppose to be catch-up. Well... that didn't happen because when I say I needed a break, I really needed a break. I managed to do a few things but I just want to not have any commitments to anything but just to enjoy my time off. And I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am now back in school for my last quarter. I really cannot believe that I am here already. If there is ever a time to shine it's now! I'm sure that once this quarter is all said and done, I'll have a huge story to share with how everything went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for now I guess. I'm going to take my sleepy head to bed and go at it again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-4032174317463756895?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/4032174317463756895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=4032174317463756895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4032174317463756895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/4032174317463756895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-do-i-start.html' title='Where do I start!!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-480530714224876929</id><published>2009-06-09T14:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:01:52.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to crunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am about 2 weeks away from summer break and let me just say... I'm long overdue for a good break. Shelly and I are already planning on a good nice long week at the beach-just like we do every summer. Though I do think this year will be much more valuable to me than the past trips. Not that any of the past trips were empty by any means but with all of the hardcore studying, time spent on a computer and anything and everything else that has been crammed into my brain here lately will make this years trip be total relaxation. But I have to be smart... I cannot go through the summer break and not do any work. In fact, I'm already booked for the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The funny part is I actually love this kind of stuff. If I could change one thing it would be not to have these kind of teachings in a school type environment. I guess what I'm saying is that I am in love with learning. I want to learn everything I can... about everything I can- no matter what it is but minus the grading part and being held accountable to do something or you fail the class. That kind of stuff I don't think I will ever miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So for now my status is I'm still working as hard as I can on cleaning up all of my projects, school work, outside work etc. After the summer break I will probably go into sort of a hibernation until I graduate. Just until I can get through this last and final quarter of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On another note- the bunny show will definitely have to be on hold until I graduate. So like I said a while back- every other week or so I will peek back in and give my status for the time being. From the looks of it, I wouldn't be shocked if " going crazy " was the only thing I write for some weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Until next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-480530714224876929?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/480530714224876929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=480530714224876929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/480530714224876929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/480530714224876929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-to-crunch.html' title='Time to crunch'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-8162505106699133224</id><published>2009-06-01T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:33:24.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch and tell me what you think!</title><content type='html'>Check this out! I'd hate to find this in the back yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i140.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid140.photobucket.com/albums/r13/Speed-ls1/Huge_dead_snake.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-8162505106699133224?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/8162505106699133224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=8162505106699133224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8162505106699133224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/8162505106699133224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-and-tell-me-what-you-think.html' title='Watch and tell me what you think!'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2140174388259025218.post-6607397277247735878</id><published>2009-05-25T00:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:56:22.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there</title><content type='html'>This quarter is starting to wind down slowly but surely. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel but it's pretty dog-gone dim at the moment. This quarter has been pretty tough too let me tell ya. I had to take an extra class so I will be caught up for next quarter which will be my final quarter and just that has added more weight on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my focus is all about the web, I've been studying some really strange stuff. What I mean by strange is unique but powerful in the same way. It's pretty amazing to see what web sites are doing these days especially since I know what happens on each click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once again I'll make this short. It's Memorial Day weekend and I hope it's a good one for those of you that able to get out and enjoy it. Me... oh no, I'm stuck here at the house doing homework. Looks like it will be next year before I get to enjoy things like this, unless I get a job that requires me to work during these times. Who knows- we'll see in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it until the next update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Memorial Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2140174388259025218-6607397277247735878?l=bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/feeds/6607397277247735878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2140174388259025218&amp;postID=6607397277247735878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6607397277247735878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2140174388259025218/posts/default/6607397277247735878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bunny-thebunnyshow.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-there.html' title='Almost there'/><author><name>Brian</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
