<?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-19127000</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:03:49.708+03:00</updated><category term='Abstract'/><category term='Me'/><category term='Random'/><category term='People'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Transparentation'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Frustration'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='Ramadan'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Kuwait'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='History'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Personality'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Show'/><title type='text'>Transparently Blue</title><subtitle type='html'>A Young mans transparent life, unfiltered, uncensored.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3120088388169979777</id><published>2007-05-02T11:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:31:29.042+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>I have officially moved to my new domain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.oneortheother.info/%20"&gt;http://blog.oneortheother.info/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the RSS feeds if you'd like quick access:&lt;br /&gt;Atom All Posts: &lt;a href="http://blog.oneortheother.info/?feed=atom"&gt;http://blog.oneortheother.info/?feed=atom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSS All Comments:&lt;a href="http://blog.oneortheother.info/?feed=comments-rss2"&gt; http://blog.oneortheother.info/?feed=comments-rss2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will remain here, I will not import the posts. There is however a link from my new home to this website, as reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Blogger, Hello Wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N. (Transparently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3120088388169979777?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3120088388169979777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3120088388169979777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3120088388169979777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3120088388169979777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/05/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-131978272575554311</id><published>2007-04-30T09:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T09:58:35.649+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Moving Soon</title><content type='html'>I'm moving to my own domain as soon as I get the reply from the web hosting company. It has been two days already. It seems they don't work on weekends (Saturday and Sunday!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the most they should reply by tomorrow. If not, I'll have to make a few phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transparently, News Updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-131978272575554311?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/131978272575554311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=131978272575554311' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/131978272575554311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/131978272575554311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/moving-soon.html' title='Moving Soon'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5355458213354328446</id><published>2007-04-26T21:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:05:56.270+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show'/><title type='text'>Need more HEROES?</title><content type='html'>As my current addiction to HEROES keeps growing, I thought I'd share some of the wonderful websites that I have stumbled upon related to this wonderful TV series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/novels/novels_library.shtml"&gt;Heroes Animated Novels&lt;/a&gt; - Sideline stories from NBC&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/novels/novels_library.shtml"&gt;http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/novels/novels_library.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heroestheseries.com/"&gt;Heroes TV News&lt;/a&gt; -  News about the series.&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.heroestheseries.com/"&gt;http://www.heroestheseries.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heroes-tv.com/modules/news/"&gt;Heroes TV &lt;/a&gt;- Another News website (One aint enough..)&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.heroes-tv.com/modules/news/"&gt;http://www.heroes-tv.com/modules/news/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heroeswiki.com/"&gt;Heroes Wiki &lt;/a&gt;- Wondeful Wiki with great information. Also contains information regarding published spoilers and what not!&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://heroeswiki.com/"&gt;http://heroeswiki.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heroes_360_experience"&gt;Heroes 360 Experience&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://nbcumv.com/entertainment/release_detail.nbc/entertainment-20070119000000-nbcgives039hero.html"&gt;Real life Heroes experience&lt;/a&gt; (e-mails from the heroes, phone numbers to call, websites to visit, and much more!)&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heroes_360_experience"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heroes_360_experience&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.9thwonders.com/"&gt;9th Wonders &lt;/a&gt;- The Official Unofficial Fan-site for Heroes. By the creator of Heroes!&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.9thwonders.com/"&gt;http://www.9thwonders.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/heroesofficial"&gt;Countdown to Heroes&lt;/a&gt; - Official Heroes MySpace profile.&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/heroesofficial"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/heroesofficial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsession? Unlikely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5355458213354328446?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5355458213354328446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5355458213354328446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5355458213354328446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5355458213354328446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/need-more-heroes.html' title='Need more HEROES?'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3228590548299206623</id><published>2007-04-23T22:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:38:26.841+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Chopin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Ri0IYAwymnI/AAAAAAAAADw/K__iARBlnK0/s1600-h/chopin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Ri0IYAwymnI/AAAAAAAAADw/K__iARBlnK0/s200/chopin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056707165221460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just got back from the wonderful presentation at &lt;a href="http://www.darmuseum.org.kw/"&gt;Dar Al-Athar Al-Islamiya&lt;/a&gt;. There was a &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;brief&lt;/span&gt; long introduction of Chopin's music and life followed by a Musical Concert with some of his music. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant:&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why some people don't listen. If the presenter says shut your mobiles, then shut them off, or put them on silent. If you are waiting for an emergency call, set it on vibrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out Dar have events every monday! We got a copy of their schedule, it seems we'll be visiting them again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Ftpereve.free.fr%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FChopin%20-%20Nocturne%20Op%2048%20n%B01%20C%20minor.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3228590548299206623?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3228590548299206623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3228590548299206623' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3228590548299206623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3228590548299206623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/chopin.html' title='Chopin'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Ri0IYAwymnI/AAAAAAAAADw/K__iARBlnK0/s72-c/chopin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4149803685699709215</id><published>2007-04-21T08:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T08:29:01.344+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Search for a Song with Your Voice</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://www.midomi.com/"&gt;Midomi.com&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Search for music by singing or humming part of a song. All you need is a microphone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;midomi.com makes it fun and easy to find and discover music and people. For the first time, you can use your voice to instantly connect to your favorite music, and to a community of people that share your musical interests. Listen to voices, see pictures, rate singers, send messages, buy music, and more.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't tried it, but after seeing the results from &lt;a href="http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-hallo-to-ma-lile-friend.html"&gt;my little baby&lt;/a&gt;, I'm not surprised this it out already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4149803685699709215?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4149803685699709215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4149803685699709215' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4149803685699709215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4149803685699709215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/search-for-song-with-your-voice.html' title='Search for a Song with Your Voice'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-690539291018416189</id><published>2007-04-19T09:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T09:50:52.471+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Generation 1976-1984</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RicPBQwymmI/AAAAAAAAADk/baou_XPuXUM/s1600-h/YLI_042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RicPBQwymmI/AAAAAAAAADk/baou_XPuXUM/s200/YLI_042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055025621100567138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What happened? I was having a conversation with my cousin the other day talking about our generation and what seemed so odd about it. Have you felt it too? I know quite a few people who were born between 1976 and 1984 who feel alienated. There seems to be a common effect on us, was it the invasion in 1990? Or the sudden technology boom? Have we been affected that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seem disconnected from the generations before, and the ones after. I also talk in terms of society and what we experienced while growing up. The shows we watched on TV in our childhood are different from what they see now. The activities were much different. Video games were/are different. There is such a gap that it seems we're so old.. we're not old, it just feels that way.. very much so! Do you feel the same way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-690539291018416189?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/690539291018416189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=690539291018416189' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/690539291018416189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/690539291018416189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/generation-1976-1984.html' title='Generation 1976-1984'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RicPBQwymmI/AAAAAAAAADk/baou_XPuXUM/s72-c/YLI_042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4103280015717205914</id><published>2007-04-17T11:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T11:52:26.281+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Transparent: Political Schedule Conflict</title><content type='html'>So do I go see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When The People Spoke 2&lt;/span&gt; at 7:30pm at AUK or should I go to the &lt;a href="http://www.article36.com/2007/04/blog-post_7751.html"&gt;Article 36&lt;/a&gt; meet up at 7:00pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they have to be on the same day.. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. btw I don't like the title of this post.. each word is a negative for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4103280015717205914?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4103280015717205914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4103280015717205914' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4103280015717205914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4103280015717205914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/transparent-political-schedule-conflict.html' title='Transparent: Political Schedule Conflict'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8527629257353829451</id><published>2007-04-17T08:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T08:53:01.786+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>A Traditional Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiReYBzGEWI/AAAAAAAAADc/_kywPBRU-W4/s1600-h/56297500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiReYBzGEWI/AAAAAAAAADc/_kywPBRU-W4/s200/56297500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054268448709153122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The men and women gather in separate rooms (2 living rooms). Sometimes there are servants who present juice or water before the lunch starts. When lunch is ready, the men head there first and eat while the women wait a while. If there is a buffet, the men help themselves then sit on tables or on the ground where a long stretch of carpet is covered with a light plastic sheet. The women soon join in, or wait a while until some of the men have finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of social activity during eating, a lot of people talk, make jokes and have seconds as well. Usually after the person is done, they thank the hosts for their kindness and wish them well, and proceed to wash up and head back to the living room. Sometimes the women eat alone, and them men alone, or sometimes they eat together but in the end they go back to their designated living rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually sweets, desert, coffee and tea are served. Sometimes even, someone passes around offering a perfume; 3oud, mai ward (rose water), and even incense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-8527629257353829451?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8527629257353829451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8527629257353829451' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8527629257353829451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8527629257353829451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/traditional-lunch.html' title='A Traditional Lunch'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiReYBzGEWI/AAAAAAAAADc/_kywPBRU-W4/s72-c/56297500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5484421083017828765</id><published>2007-04-15T09:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:10:03.174+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><title type='text'>Office Place Advice</title><content type='html'>Put decaf in the coffee maker for three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once everyone has withdrawn from caffeine addiction, switch to espresso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5484421083017828765?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5484421083017828765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5484421083017828765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5484421083017828765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5484421083017828765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/office-place-advice.html' title='Office Place Advice'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4711076403245295534</id><published>2007-04-15T08:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:36:13.931+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Imaginary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiG5cBzGEVI/AAAAAAAAADU/LFCITuyrpl0/s1600-h/56160444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiG5cBzGEVI/AAAAAAAAADU/LFCITuyrpl0/s200/56160444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053524148056625490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stood in the rain next to the lamp post looking at the empty bench. She tipped her umbrella back a little, and looked up at the raindrops rushing past the lamp post. A drop fell on her cheek.. she blinked. She lowered her face and brushed the drop off her cheek. She glanced at the bench, wondering how things have changed so much in only a few months. She felt warm inside, with a smile, she started walking.. where? She didn't quite know, but knew as time passed, she was getting closer to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4711076403245295534?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4711076403245295534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4711076403245295534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4711076403245295534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4711076403245295534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/imaginary.html' title='Imaginary'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiG5cBzGEVI/AAAAAAAAADU/LFCITuyrpl0/s72-c/56160444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1501519692243655975</id><published>2007-04-14T12:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:52:12.972+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><title type='text'>Geekly Transparent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiCjKxzGEUI/AAAAAAAAADM/yL6Q1eNUYWw/s1600-h/57533318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiCjKxzGEUI/AAAAAAAAADM/yL6Q1eNUYWw/s200/57533318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053218187471360322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With respect to my Geekly influence, I have started a new blog by the title of &lt;a href="http://geeklytransparent.blogspot.com/"&gt;Geekly Transparent&lt;/a&gt;. It is extremely technical and not recommended for the faint hearted. If you're interested in following my latest quirks sign up for the &lt;a href="http://geeklytransparent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default"&gt;Geekly Transparent Post RSS feed.&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1501519692243655975?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1501519692243655975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1501519692243655975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1501519692243655975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1501519692243655975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/geekly-transparent.html' title='Geekly Transparent'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RiCjKxzGEUI/AAAAAAAAADM/yL6Q1eNUYWw/s72-c/57533318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-7203954366036315749</id><published>2007-04-13T21:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:32:16.474+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>Say Ha'llo to Ma Li'le Friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rh_JsBzGETI/AAAAAAAAADE/fzSKL5a4xzY/s1600-h/Sony-Ericsson-W850i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rh_JsBzGETI/AAAAAAAAADE/fzSKL5a4xzY/s320/Sony-Ericsson-W850i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052979065167155506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell inlove with my &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/spg.jsp?cc=global&amp;lc=en&amp;amp;amp;amp;ver=4001&amp;template=pp1_1_1&amp;amp;zone=pp&amp;lm=pp1&amp;amp;pid=10447"&gt;w850i&lt;/a&gt; as soon as I bought it. However, when I discovered the power of &lt;a href="http://wiki.musicbrainz.org/TrackID"&gt;TrackID&lt;/a&gt; I felt the connection get stronger. This little baby &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_o9GlF-HF4"&gt;can name any song thrown at it&lt;/a&gt; in less than 1 minute! The usage, the battery power, the Walkman feature, typing on it all is much better than any phone I've had before - and all the phones I had before were Nokia. Ericsson should consider a switch campaign I'm sure they'd get a big piece of the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my new favorite song.. Andrea Bocelli - Con Te Partiro :)&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics - &lt;a href="http://www.abmusica.com/ctp.htm"&gt;http://www.abmusica.com/ctp.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.clan-tlb.com%2Fforums%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FAndrea%20Bocelli-Time%20To%20Say%20Goodbye%20%28Con%20Te%20Partiro%29.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-7203954366036315749?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7203954366036315749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=7203954366036315749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7203954366036315749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7203954366036315749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-hallo-to-ma-lile-friend.html' title='Say Ha&apos;llo to Ma Li&apos;le Friend!'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rh_JsBzGETI/AAAAAAAAADE/fzSKL5a4xzY/s72-c/Sony-Ericsson-W850i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-7821808446700415585</id><published>2007-04-12T08:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:41:50.654+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>A Change of Mind</title><content type='html'>When I first got engaged, I had a good idea about what changes I would go through. The most important was the change of mind I'd have when seeing, noticing, and deciding things. Now it seems I'm more home oriented than I've been. If I see an advertisement of a sale, I always ignored them, now I see how that sale would benefit us. Is there something we can get from this store. If I hear about a product, something like a cooking appliance, a home appliance or similar stuff, I would usually ignore it but now, I actually think about her and would it benefit both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I'm embarking on a very different life. I'm actually more excited than anything else. I suppose the main reason is how wonderful she is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-7821808446700415585?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7821808446700415585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=7821808446700415585' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7821808446700415585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7821808446700415585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/change-of-mind.html' title='A Change of Mind'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-395915108352234555</id><published>2007-04-08T07:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T07:33:40.733+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>A day in the life of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhhuQW0tAYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0BnONnPxDoQ/s1600-h/ChocolateFountainTall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhhuQW0tAYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0BnONnPxDoQ/s200/ChocolateFountainTall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050908209379606914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched it flip in the air a couple of times. I reached out, only my thumb hit the edge making it reverse and wobble towards my fingers. I missed and was only able to flick it. It swirled in the air, further until I finally lunged at it and thrust my hand grabbing it firmly. I saved my mom's china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never too good with mingling at family gatherings. The main problem was socialising in Arabic rather than English. I always get stuck with the "big" words, and the annoying thing is, I know for a fact they would not understand the English word, let alone me being able to translate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I did manage to get to talk to my fiance next to the chocolate fountain. We talked, quite a bit, while dipping fruits in yummy melted chocolate - Heavenly I tell ya. I think I might have OD'd on the chocolate because later that night, I was head bangin in my room to Metallica's King Nothing. If you'd like to listen to the song, click below. If not, move along.. no chocolate for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fadn.rock.free.fr%2Fzik_adn%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FMetallica%20-%20King%20Nothing.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-395915108352234555?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/395915108352234555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=395915108352234555' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/395915108352234555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/395915108352234555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-in-life-of.html' title='A day in the life of..'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhhuQW0tAYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0BnONnPxDoQ/s72-c/ChocolateFountainTall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-7756093905901294472</id><published>2007-04-06T16:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T16:40:04.218+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>One Night Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhZMCW0tAXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KzMUccqpFU/s1600-h/173023__dreamgirls_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhZMCW0tAXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KzMUccqpFU/s200/173023__dreamgirls_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050307635512672626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.beyonce-lopez.com%2Fradio_blog%2Fsounds%2FBeyonce%20-%20One%20Night%20Only.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-7756093905901294472?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7756093905901294472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=7756093905901294472' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7756093905901294472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7756093905901294472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-night-only.html' title='One Night Only'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhZMCW0tAXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/6KzMUccqpFU/s72-c/173023__dreamgirls_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1395211028543045882</id><published>2007-04-03T08:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:48:48.763+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Stuff about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhHqfApB8oI/AAAAAAAAACs/GaX0vp12Kb0/s1600-h/72797267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhHqfApB8oI/AAAAAAAAACs/GaX0vp12Kb0/s200/72797267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049074475727975042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Morning all :) It is the weekend, and may your weekends be full of spirit, happiness, safe driving, good food, and great people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15724459804628499004"&gt;NonaWz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write 10 things that are wierd or little known about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can perfectly imitate the sound of a water drop.&lt;br /&gt;2. My favorite cake is a super special orange/pineaple cake.&lt;br /&gt;3. I never broke a limb (el7emdellah!)&lt;br /&gt;4. In bed, I have a timed sequence of sleeping position patterns.&lt;br /&gt;5. I own a 71 inch black samurai sword, for display purposes only :p&lt;br /&gt;6. I love action movies, arabic b/w movies, classical music, super heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm rather friendly and normal, once you get to talk to me :p&lt;br /&gt;8. I love to indulge and talk about taboo and extremely intellectual subjects.&lt;br /&gt;9. I've been wearing glasses since I was 8, I started hating lenses recently.&lt;br /&gt;10. Strange is different, different is unique, unique is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who shall I tag?&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually tag ppl, but everyone who's willing to answer this topic is tagged :) Yes, that means all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1395211028543045882?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1395211028543045882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1395211028543045882' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1395211028543045882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1395211028543045882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/stuff-about-me.html' title='Stuff about me'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RhHqfApB8oI/AAAAAAAAACs/GaX0vp12Kb0/s72-c/72797267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4826152285348400624</id><published>2007-04-01T09:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:30:36.634+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality'/><title type='text'>Type B+</title><content type='html'>Because of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02573195203936145368" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;Red Blooded Woman&lt;/a&gt;'s comment on my last post, I decided to take a tiny personality test. This is what I got,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pro at going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it out, &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Funny how my Blood type is also B+ :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4826152285348400624?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4826152285348400624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4826152285348400624' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4826152285348400624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4826152285348400624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/type-b.html' title='Type B+'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-2157668500363168658</id><published>2007-04-01T06:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T07:16:16.855+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Eavesdropping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg8uZApB8nI/AAAAAAAAACk/_NBA3cavshY/s1600-h/200343605-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg8uZApB8nI/AAAAAAAAACk/_NBA3cavshY/s200/200343605-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048304714509316722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Note: I don't like huge announcements, so you may find news in this post worth an announcement but I still like to leave things subtle. Yes, its been a couple of weeks now, if you were wondering :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eavesdrop, I try as much as I can to filter whatever sounds and voices I hear and concentrate on the ones in my head, or those of my friends' :p However, a few days ago I sat at the coffee shop enjoying my french coffee and a certain word caught my attention: Honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of guys sitting behind me were talking about this subject. One already married and the other recently married and planning for a honeymoon. I thought it was the best opportunity to take notes. I took my mobile out and started noting down places and ideas. Intrusive, it may seem.. none the less, it helped a great deal, what do you think? Was it wrong to listen in for tips? Even though I'm engaged, and not married yet, so far, planning for the honeymoon is one of the most critical task, particularly that needs a lot of resources to plan it well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-2157668500363168658?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2157668500363168658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=2157668500363168658' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/2157668500363168658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/2157668500363168658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/04/eavesdropping.html' title='Eavesdropping'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg8uZApB8nI/AAAAAAAAACk/_NBA3cavshY/s72-c/200343605-005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3051974425649362735</id><published>2007-03-30T15:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T15:28:36.280+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Light Hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg0BBQpB8mI/AAAAAAAAACc/vGToRY9J2MY/s1600-h/200413356-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg0BBQpB8mI/AAAAAAAAACc/vGToRY9J2MY/s200/200413356-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047691878510752354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like writing, so I'll leave you with a song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen: Guns 'N' Roses - Knockin' on Heaven's Door (Bob Dylan Cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Flordsofwinter.free.fr%2FRadio%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FGuns%20%27N%27%20Roses%20-%20Knockin%27%20On%20Heaven%27s%20Door%20%28Bob%20Dylan%20Cover%29.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3051974425649362735?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3051974425649362735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3051974425649362735' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3051974425649362735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3051974425649362735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/light-hearted.html' title='Light Hearted'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rg0BBQpB8mI/AAAAAAAAACc/vGToRY9J2MY/s72-c/200413356-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-2806274759427053285</id><published>2007-03-26T07:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T07:39:21.983+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract'/><title type='text'>Wont do that again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgdLmZIy5SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5s_X_2-U0No/s1600-h/SO000146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgdLmZIy5SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5s_X_2-U0No/s320/SO000146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046085030446818594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I plead guilty. I never meant to hurt them. He was sitting on the chair. She was listening to music. I made her irritate him. It back-fired and they had this huge argument! They even broke it off right there. He cried, I felt his pain, I felt so bad about it, I didn't know it would turn out this way. She wrote in her diary, and wet the pages with her tears. Poor Joe and Jane will never be best friend again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...thank god it was just a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thesims2.ea.com/"&gt;tutorial.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-2806274759427053285?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/2806274759427053285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=2806274759427053285' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/2806274759427053285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/2806274759427053285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/wont-do-that-again.html' title='Wont do that again'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgdLmZIy5SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5s_X_2-U0No/s72-c/SO000146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4806686770688573770</id><published>2007-03-25T12:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:18:26.486+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>News Feed for the brain</title><content type='html'>This does not shock me that much, but I was pretty frustrated in trying to generate a feed for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alwatan&lt;/span&gt; newspaper website. Since they themselves do not have a feed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; taken it upon my self to create one for them. So I try and try to "decode" their html.. so i decided to run a validation and see what could be wrong so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'd&lt;/span&gt; take it into account. Here is where it really gets interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgY99ZIy5RI/AAAAAAAAACI/qQqmo7Y4vG0/s1600-h/w3alwatan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgY99ZIy5RI/AAAAAAAAACI/qQqmo7Y4vG0/s400/w3alwatan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045788557444310290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4806686770688573770?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4806686770688573770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4806686770688573770' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4806686770688573770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4806686770688573770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/news-feed-for-brain.html' title='News Feed for the brain'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgY99ZIy5RI/AAAAAAAAACI/qQqmo7Y4vG0/s72-c/w3alwatan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-6988632581603251940</id><published>2007-03-24T10:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:38:46.023+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Transparent: Web Applications</title><content type='html'>I usually do not do reviews, but here are a few web applications I think are worth looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://reader.google.com/"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt;: With the same flexibility and power of Gmail, you can now have your own online RSS reader. With a powerful interface and easy to use options and tag features. I liked how dynamic it is, and how easy it is to browse and check for new feed items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://backpackit.com/"&gt;BackPackit&lt;/a&gt;: I've heard of this many times before I decided to use it. Currently the best use I have for it is planning my custom PC. I'm planning to build one from scratch and it is perfect for organizing all the data, links, and information i need for this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://co.mments.com/"&gt;Co.mments&lt;/a&gt;: I'm not much of a "commenter" type when it comes to blogs, but there are quite a few that I do comment on, and what better way to track replies than this website? You simply click the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bookmarklet"&gt;bookmarklet&lt;/a&gt; to track the post, and you are instantly subscribed. You can access your tracking page with a click. But the best feature is the RSS feed for the tracking page. Now I can track new posts and new comments with my (Google) rss reader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-6988632581603251940?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6988632581603251940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=6988632581603251940' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6988632581603251940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6988632581603251940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/transparent-web-applications.html' title='Transparent: Web Applications'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5290461381227293693</id><published>2007-03-20T20:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:31:59.824+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Gift in a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgAVi5Iy5MI/AAAAAAAAABk/W-B1ns2WPLI/s1600-h/med908016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgAVi5Iy5MI/AAAAAAAAABk/W-B1ns2WPLI/s200/med908016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044055271852401858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about her a few moments ago. We were happy in the dream, then she got disappointed because I wanted to call her - she didn't want me to. Somehow later I was just watching her watching her funny cartoon, thinking if this was real or just a dream. I convinced myself it was real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when destiny does not play out like you think it should? The things you go through to stay in one piece, while you drag yourself along to the next step in life? We always seem to get by, somehow, living the next moment, sometimes wishing we could move back, other times wishing we could move forward a bit. In the end, time doesn't wait for anyone, but a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...can be worth years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.digital-tease.net%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FPaolo%20Nutini-%20%20Last%20Request.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5290461381227293693?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5290461381227293693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5290461381227293693' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5290461381227293693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5290461381227293693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/gift-in-dream.html' title='Gift in a Dream'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgAVi5Iy5MI/AAAAAAAAABk/W-B1ns2WPLI/s72-c/med908016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1593323177062327702</id><published>2007-03-17T21:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T21:57:37.098+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret: When you believe</title><content type='html'>It turns out &lt;a href="http://www.thesecret.tv/"&gt;The Secret&lt;/a&gt; is not a secret after all. For those of who are dying to know what the secret is, it is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_Attraction"&gt;Law of Attraction&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like attracts like&lt;/span&gt;, and thus, negative attracts negative and positive attracts positive. The movie (documentary) does a much better job of explaining this concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I saw the movie, a song kept repeating in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGRgm9ZHG3A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGRgm9ZHG3A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;...For a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In essence, everything is possible, all you have to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...is believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1593323177062327702?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1593323177062327702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1593323177062327702' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1593323177062327702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1593323177062327702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/secret-when-you-believe.html' title='The Secret: When you believe'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3744651594208931275</id><published>2007-03-07T09:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:16:38.843+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Transparently Assorted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Re5gH-QGLpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ugp_wlCToI4/s1600-h/dv1693012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Re5gH-QGLpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ugp_wlCToI4/s200/dv1693012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039070723160026770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; RSS feeds whats up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The WEB (2.0) has changed for ever. If you're up and current on tech check out this beautiful video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gmP4nk0EOE" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6gmP4nk0EOE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/"&gt;SumbleUpon&lt;/a&gt; my new favorite Firefox addon! It is a surfing addon, it recommends websites, images, videos, etc based on your interests and you wouldn't even believe the stuff they got there! Wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Coffee, oh how I love thee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HEROES: Can't wait for the next episode.. Peter..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Aura, Energy, Chi, Ki, Chakara.. do you believe in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* While on StumbleUpon I came accross a lovely website, &lt;a href="http://www.tenthdimension.com/flash2.php"&gt;Imagining the 10th dimention&lt;/a&gt;. It is a flash introducing the first chapter of the book, purly amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Finally, yes I was away for quite a while because I was over whelmed at work, I was working on a project and sometimes I get addicted to my work, especially if it is interesting enough.. and I only blog/check blogs from work.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Regards to you all, missed ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3744651594208931275?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3744651594208931275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3744651594208931275' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3744651594208931275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3744651594208931275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/transparently-assorted.html' title='Transparently Assorted'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Re5gH-QGLpI/AAAAAAAAABc/ugp_wlCToI4/s72-c/dv1693012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-62750540009362757</id><published>2007-03-06T13:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:42:22.825+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A Moment of Cuteness</title><content type='html'>Do you usually go "awww" when you see a kid do something very cute? Do you like kids? Okay, I just dropped by this website and for those of you who enjoy this, should drop by and read what kids' ideas of a perfect pet is! This is my favorite so far, "cat with super pouers" — Sabrina, 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://pbskids.org/mayaandmiguel/english/games/tellusvision/105/read.html"&gt;http://pbskids.org/mayaandmiguel/english/games/tellusvision/105/read.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-62750540009362757?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/62750540009362757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=62750540009362757' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/62750540009362757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/62750540009362757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/moment-of-cuteness.html' title='A Moment of Cuteness'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1596070294173459363</id><published>2007-02-24T07:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:40:46.529+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>A Man and a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rd_PwProVaI/AAAAAAAAABM/oymicBitsrM/s1600-h/rurouni_kenshin_ova.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rd_PwProVaI/AAAAAAAAABM/oymicBitsrM/s200/rurouni_kenshin_ova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034971336173704610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't take it off my mind. A scene in a Samurai series (for those of you who are familar with Anime, i'm refering to the Kenshin OVA) where a Master of a clan who asks a woman to be the assassin's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sheath&lt;/span&gt;. A sword needs a sheath, but a man? This Samurai was implying that a woman can and should hold her man, and not let him destroy himself. We all have views on how relationships should be; there are those who prefer the traditional man working and woman at home combination, others prefer an equal shared relation, and some other types which I cannot think of at the moment. I love the concept of a woman being a man's sheath, beautiful concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know what happened to the Assassin (Kenshin) in the series? (Spoiler incoming if you are planning to watch it..) He and the Woman fell inlove. What he didn't know was that she was seeking revenge secretly for her dead fiance, a guard he had killed previously. After months together, in a murderous plot by her people they lead him to believe that she was a traitor. He persued her, broken, and confused.. He ended up killing her mistakenly. Sad ending, but very beautiful story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1596070294173459363?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1596070294173459363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1596070294173459363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1596070294173459363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1596070294173459363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/man-and-woman.html' title='A Man and a Woman'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/Rd_PwProVaI/AAAAAAAAABM/oymicBitsrM/s72-c/rurouni_kenshin_ova.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-4987562516653708399</id><published>2007-02-14T10:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:30:27.684+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RdK6IfroVYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JHj3PZyiitk/s1600-h/deadrose2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RdK6IfroVYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JHj3PZyiitk/s320/deadrose2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031288388832482690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.narutosite.extra.hu%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FShiro%20Sagisu%20-%20Never%20Meant%20To%20Belong.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#CC0033;button:#CC0033;player_text:#FF0033;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet. ~Plato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-4987562516653708399?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/4987562516653708399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=4987562516653708399' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4987562516653708399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/4987562516653708399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-touch-of-love-everyone-becomes-poet.html' title='At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RdK6IfroVYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/JHj3PZyiitk/s72-c/deadrose2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5511604084682260054</id><published>2007-02-11T07:39:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:37:27.835+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Invention: Laser Slapper®</title><content type='html'>The name is a little lame, but wait till you hear the concept! Due to my continued success with my previous inventions such as the &lt;a href="http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/invention-pushcar-slapper.html"&gt;Pushcar Slapper&lt;/a&gt;® and the ever so famous &lt;a href="http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/invention-windshield-slapper.html"&gt;Windshield Slapper&lt;/a&gt;® (with sales over 1,000,000 and still selling as gold.) I will be introducing the new Laser Slapper® in the "Enhance your driving with the Slapper® series products".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new Laser Slapper® is a 1m space craft hovering 25 feet above your car. It will instantly blast any vehicle that will swerve onto your lane causing your blood pressure to jump. It will burn those cars which come up behind your car so close that you can almost slow down, but cant because if you do, the inevitable accident would happen. This Laser Slapper® will keep all other vehicles on the road in line by disintegrating those who drive in two lanes, and those who *ping-pong*, as i like to call it, between lanes. This and much more to come! Order your new Laser Slapper now, it comes free of charge, because if you don't drive properly as well, it will hunt you and burn you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transparently,&lt;br /&gt;Over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5511604084682260054?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5511604084682260054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5511604084682260054' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5511604084682260054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5511604084682260054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/invention-laser-slapper.html' title='Invention: Laser Slapper®'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-6761914980173379889</id><published>2007-02-05T12:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T07:50:10.701+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Relax and Let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RclWekGl1iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3VZjYFdRY8Y/s1600-h/72884582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RclWekGl1iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3VZjYFdRY8Y/s200/72884582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028645542023255586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you sensed it too? The amount of stress that is going around is incredible; at home, in programs, in the street, in malls, in restaurants, at work, at school, online! Yes, my dear friends, these are all but stress inducing stress makers, err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do when you're stressed? Take a small break, a deep breath, and clear your mind for a few minutes. If that doesn't work, take a little nap :P This is my good-willed gift to all of you since it is my birthday today i'm feeling pretty peachy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transparentation #4: Pink and Orange, how will they taste if you close your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that there are always things to come, relax and let go, go get a massage if it helps, either way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-6761914980173379889?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6761914980173379889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=6761914980173379889' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6761914980173379889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6761914980173379889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/relax-and-let-go.html' title='Relax and Let go'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RclWekGl1iI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3VZjYFdRY8Y/s72-c/72884582.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5470055777235208926</id><published>2007-02-04T14:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:17:42.570+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality'/><title type='text'>Introverted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RcW_KkGl1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/37CDfms17Pk/s1600-h/72420953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RcW_KkGl1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/37CDfms17Pk/s320/72420953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027634747239945730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hows does an introvert end up in a crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being one, I've been in my share of good and bad crowds, but we.. of this type might have a hard time coping constantly with these situations, we tend to lean toward solitude and eccentric moments, and those friends we have we keep them very close and are very intimate.. wouldn't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you consider yourself an introvert, how do you deal with it, and what do you do to be more open.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..be all you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Pardon the cliche..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5470055777235208926?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5470055777235208926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5470055777235208926' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5470055777235208926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5470055777235208926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/introverted.html' title='Introverted'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RcW_KkGl1gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/37CDfms17Pk/s72-c/72420953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3158569948691158527</id><published>2007-01-25T16:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:21:19.148+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Hi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You can call a cat, a fish, it still will not swim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3158569948691158527?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3158569948691158527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3158569948691158527' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3158569948691158527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3158569948691158527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi.html' title='Hi..'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-524268909433740</id><published>2006-12-11T09:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T09:35:47.709+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Sleep Deprived</title><content type='html'>Haven't slept yet since 7pm last night. Yes, sleep deprivation does make you go haywire. With the fact of having to work half asleep, tired, and hyper at the same time (yes, you can be both at the same time.. it gets chaotic..) Added to that the immense amount of caffeine and blasting music through headphones, and well, you can imagine - a burnt out guy on the verge of catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a song that has been playing in my head over and over since this morning, I can't seem to understand why.. but here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Frever-mieux.ifrance.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FJennifer%20Paige%20-%20Crush.swf&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cup of Tea... 100 fils&lt;br /&gt;A Cup of Starbucks Coffee... 1.200 KD&lt;br /&gt;A Coat to keep you warm... 100 KD&lt;br /&gt;A Warm meal (Machboos) for the family... 5 KD&lt;br /&gt;A Moment of sleep after a long day of work... PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;For everything else.. there's MasterCard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-524268909433740?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/524268909433740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=524268909433740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/524268909433740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/524268909433740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/12/sleep-deprived.html' title='Sleep Deprived'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1093268899048867119</id><published>2006-11-07T00:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:38:15.713+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Until we meet again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/200341481-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/200341481-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* It is official, I'll be leaving soon on vacation. I'll be gone for a while, but until I come back, you all have a great November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Yesterday a friend and I sat in the car singing, "If you're happy and you know it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I get Japanese spam. Much Anime anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A personal note to each of the readers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through our words on each of our web sites we get to know a little part of each other. To all of you that drop by, to read, glimpse, or simply to feed your curiosity... thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until we meet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1093268899048867119?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1093268899048867119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1093268899048867119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/11/until-we-meet-again.html' title='Until we meet again...'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-277997045970538135</id><published>2006-10-31T11:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:38:33.050+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>Lifetime To-Do list</title><content type='html'>1. Eat a watermellon on a beautiful beach.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a beautiful and smart wife.&lt;br /&gt;3. Spend a few days on a Yakht.&lt;br /&gt;4. Take a great ocean cruise.&lt;br /&gt;5. Own a house in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink the best coffee in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;7. Become very rich and retire very early.&lt;br /&gt;8. Create a useful and great invention.&lt;br /&gt;9. Travel and visit as many countries as possible.&lt;br /&gt;10. Write books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard? Yes. Impossible? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am always doing things I can't do, that's how I get to do them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pablo Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-277997045970538135?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/277997045970538135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=277997045970538135' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/277997045970538135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/277997045970538135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifetime-to-do-list.html' title='Lifetime To-Do list'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3629737167589085126</id><published>2006-10-29T13:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T13:19:36.611+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Worth Fighting For</title><content type='html'>We all live for something, whether it be in regards to faith or a certain dream or goal&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/200456224-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/200456224-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Some of us live day by day only to try and reach that goal, somehow... something worth fighting for. How far would you go to achieve your dreams? How much would you sacrifice? And why would you sacrifice so much, or so little for your dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'd really like it if as many of you reading would post any insight into the issue. Any relevant sentence, or even word, I'm sure would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transparentation #3&lt;/strong&gt;: Would a bird sing if it wasn't happy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://timalz.free.fr/radio.blog/sounds/Amel Bent - Eye Of The Tiger.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3629737167589085126?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3629737167589085126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3629737167589085126' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3629737167589085126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3629737167589085126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/10/worth-fighting-for.html' title='Worth Fighting For'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1442167990306656458</id><published>2006-10-23T09:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T10:10:22.533+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Hello Kuwait!</title><content type='html'>Good Morning to you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel 3am o entow kelekom eb khair o taqabal Allah 6a3atkom :) I wish you all a great and wonderful Eid! It is only a few days, but enshalla it will be memorable for you all with good memories. These are the days we will remember in the future. It is a chance for us to get closer to our families and the ones we care about, Carpe Diem.. Seize the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell and Take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Tblue. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1442167990306656458?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1442167990306656458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1442167990306656458' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1442167990306656458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1442167990306656458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-kuwait.html' title='Hello Kuwait!'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3205613362724588708</id><published>2006-10-21T10:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:01:13.180+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Baby Kesha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/Image%28156%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/Image%28156%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I finally give in to your demands. There, I appologize for the bad quality, but there it is. You shold see the little suit, quite fancy might I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/Image%28154%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/Image%28154%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is my nephew. I'd imagine a chainsaw in his hands and he'd be set! He's so wonderful and and great kid. The other day he wanted some tea (he's only 3..) He said, "Khali momken chay 7abeby law sama7t"! Cute eh? Yeah :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3205613362724588708?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3205613362724588708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3205613362724588708' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3205613362724588708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3205613362724588708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/10/baby-kesha.html' title='Baby Kesha'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8206696581417418837</id><published>2006-10-17T09:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:14:27.483+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Transparent</title><content type='html'>I chose this name for the purpose of being transparent here in this place. This is why many like to be anonymous, it makes sharing a whole lot easier. Today I bring you a self discovery, a quite interesting one, which was not clear until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought to yourself, that you alone, are your thoughts, your being. When you look in the mirror who do you see? How well do you know yourself? I looked at myself today, and saw a different person. I touched the mirror and asked the person in the mirror, "Who are you? Why do you do that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe I was ever too proud of myself, but I believed and enjoyed everyone telling me how smart I was, especially at a much younger age. I felt special. My reports were always, "Smart, Clever, Has great potential but needs to work harder." -- That was me. I never liked working hard, I never felt it was ever needed! Today however I see this world as a very different place than it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young boy, I loved to question things, "What If...." "What would happen..." and such questions never left my head. My curiosity led me to investigate and read books, break things (yes.. I broke nearly everything around the house to investigate it.. lol). There was always the question, "But, What if..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part, is that it grew with me, to a highly unstable level. Acting upon such unclear and unstable hypotheses created an imaginary world which I had lived in. One day, it crumbled, and left me miserable. I always thought those around me do not understand, that they do not see the big picture, that this world is chaotic and people are miserable. When in truth, that is not the case... We act upon what we know, not what we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking too much never helps, especially if it is in the wrong direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-8206696581417418837?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8206696581417418837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8206696581417418837' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8206696581417418837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8206696581417418837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/10/transparent.html' title='Transparent'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3604839868355778315</id><published>2006-10-03T11:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:30:34.556+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Whats the problem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/56295142.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/56295142.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Why is there nothing to do? I have been sitting days trying to figure out answers.. Why is everyone bored? Why is it always "same-old.." nothing new thing? Has life become so dull? Is it because we're growing up? It is isnt it.. well tell me about it! What do you want to do that would change things, and make it less boring for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does everyone want to &lt;em&gt;leave&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it always &lt;em&gt;fast food&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;me6a3em el ba7ar&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it &lt;em&gt;mosalsalat ramthan&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it the same old stuff, over and over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This probably is just a hunger rant, but honestly.. nothing feels &lt;strong&gt;ALIVE&lt;/strong&gt; anymore! See how confused that kid is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;he wants to know too..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3604839868355778315?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3604839868355778315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3604839868355778315' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3604839868355778315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3604839868355778315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/10/whats-problem.html' title='Whats the problem!'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5021319174575976476</id><published>2006-09-30T11:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:18:10.309+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><title type='text'>Invention: Pushcar slapper.</title><content type='html'>After the success of my last invention, the &lt;a href="http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/invention-windshield-slapper.html"&gt;Windshield Slapper&lt;/a&gt; I bring to you my newest extravaganza yet - The Pushcar slapper. This invention is similar to the Windshield Slapper, but is active while driving. If a car gets too close to the side, back, front, corner of your car, a hand would come of your car (available on all sides) and slap the driver of the car which is stuck on you. If indeed the window is closed and unable to slap the driver, the hand would simply push the car away in a "BACK OFF" kinda way, get my drift?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5021319174575976476?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5021319174575976476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5021319174575976476' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5021319174575976476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5021319174575976476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/invention-pushcar-slapper.html' title='Invention: Pushcar slapper.'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1671767125377326995</id><published>2006-09-30T11:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:10:00.333+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Offline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/57283827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/57283827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been offline for the past 4 days. A relief well needed yet draining it is. I had to use the GPRS to check for mail, replying was a pain, so I delayed that. I will admit I have become extremely dependent on the Internet as a daily part of my life. Without it, I'd be sent into a confused and irritated state. Maybe that is not so good, but the past few days gave me time to reflect on quite a few things. Like the new invention that I thought about... coming up in next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1671767125377326995?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1671767125377326995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1671767125377326995' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1671767125377326995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1671767125377326995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/offline.html' title='Offline'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-6461610525620816772</id><published>2006-09-27T11:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:45:06.459+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Quickies</title><content type='html'>This is going to be quite random and unrelated, here we go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I was watching a home made DVD last night, I was 3 or 4 in the video. I was innocent, well sort of. I looked different. I think my baby kisha never changed. I also soaked my overalls in mud, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/transparentation.html"&gt;Transparentation #2&lt;/a&gt;: Are we in motion? Or is it only time that moves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://m-w.com/dictionary/tantalize"&gt;Tantalize&lt;/a&gt;: My new favorite word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Don't you just enjoy cotton buds (Qtip), not because they're useful, but the feeling you get while using them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Take a deep breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;Listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#F9F9F9" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://thom5.free.fr/brighton/radio.blog/sounds/Requiem for a Dream - Orchestral Version.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F9F9F9;border:#0066FF;button:#006699;player_text:#060606;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-6461610525620816772?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/6461610525620816772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=6461610525620816772' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6461610525620816772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/6461610525620816772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/quickies.html' title='Quickies'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-5377365972755772839</id><published>2006-09-23T09:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T09:22:11.608+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract'/><title type='text'>Transparentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/71040613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/71040613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A &lt;em&gt;Transparentation&lt;/em&gt; is a phrase of wisdom (ahem!) said by yours truly. These will usually be abstract phrases, for your mental enjoyment, if in fact, you enjoy abstract mind stimulating questions and phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transparentation: If bubbles were cubes, would ice become circular and the earth flat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ramadan Mubarak to you all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-5377365972755772839?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/5377365972755772839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=5377365972755772839' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5377365972755772839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/5377365972755772839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/transparentation.html' title='Transparentation'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8677974216026539941</id><published>2006-09-17T08:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T09:04:27.133+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>1980s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/57638062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/57638062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Most of us grew up in the 1980s. If not the early 80s then in the late 80s. With each generation came a certain memorable event or show. Here are a few of those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The everyday cartoons, in the morning of every single day. Especially Friday cause TV started earlier by an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The opening of Kuwait channel 2 in the afternoon. Started with cartoons, then the regular sitcoms. Followed by an educational show. The news, then the late night movie :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Full House, Growing Pains, Family Matters, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Running all over the place to find 100fils when you heard "bareeed, bareeed" just to rush after the guy outside to buy your favorite lulu, thahab, sandawicha, bo3elch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Playing hide n seek with e3yal el ferej.. the girls and the guys, the cute crushes as young as 6 yrs of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Playing soccer two on two in the house, breaking the lights, and anything in its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Going to the fer3, and yes buying all what you dreamed of with 1kd or even less (I had to mention it :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Competing on who has earned the most in Eid, and of course, give me 1 ill give you 2 scam :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pizza Italia, hungry bunny, hardeez (the good ol days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Entertainment city was a whole day trip, it was our universe when we went. The house of mirrors was the most fun. Remember Showbiz? The machine with the Helium balloons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buying the first Tape to play in your old Walkman, watching MTV and learning cool dance moves. (:P Yeah, Vanilla Ice and MC Hammer were on that list too lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging out at Cinema Alsalmiya, especially on holidays when it was even harder to find a parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Travelling every summer to Egypt/Europe, discovering Hide Park the squirrels, and Alton Towers, and the Pyramids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swimming lessons, and when you first learned to swim. "Hold on to me and move your legs!" That is what they used to say, as you thrashed along the coast line/swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The uncountable number of torn backpacks from school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mischief? Don't let me go there :P These are better buried in the past lol. We've all had our share, good moments and bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post was influenced by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/28218515"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuteberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://q8cuteberry.blogspot.com/2006/09/childhood-memories.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Childhood Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories are great to be remembered, not to be pondered on or make us feel sad about the present, with each growing moment we come across good and bad experiences. Let the good that happens today be a memory for the children of this age. One day they will grow up and remember Pokemon.. etc lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-8677974216026539941?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8677974216026539941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8677974216026539941' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8677974216026539941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8677974216026539941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/1980s.html' title='1980s'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-7456255552638619262</id><published>2006-09-13T07:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T08:07:50.408+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Coffee &amp; Note to Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/71587627.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;So.. I'm drinking my coffee and thinking about notes to keep for myself. What kind of notes you may ask? Simply, who am I and what am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt; ~ You are who you are, an individiual amongst many. You are an equal yet unique. You live, eat, drink, sleep, and work as others do. You dream. You push yourself. You fail, you fall, you stand back up and move forward. Your goals for justice drive you, let not the opposing talk push you down. There is much good in the world to go after, much bad in the world to leave behind. Many people to affect; in a great and positive way. Let this be a step forward, and never look back. Learn from mistakes. Think positive. Fear nothing. Step down to nothing. Look up. Smile, for it goes a long way. A man once said, the harder we fall, the higher we bounce. Learn and teach. Never give up. Hold on to your principles. Don't be judgemental, have an open mind. Be firm. But above all, mercy, goes a very long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-7456255552638619262?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7456255552638619262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=7456255552638619262' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7456255552638619262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7456255552638619262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/morning-coffee-note-to-self.html' title='Morning Coffee &amp; Note to Self'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8272669137124231348</id><published>2006-09-09T07:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:07:41.498+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Spam!</title><content type='html'>Don't we all hate spam e-mail? Some of us have set up exclusive e-mail setup as a measure, other's only a filter, and some don't even bother. We used to love logging into our e-mail accounts and finding that we have a new e-mail - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder who could it be from&lt;/span&gt; - is usually our question in our heads while we have this excited grin on our faces. We used to hate when it was a "Hotmail Service Message" or a "Yahoo! Services message" but we loved to see a name of someone we knew or maybe even a stranger ( a secret admirer? ). We enjoyed every moment of e-mail. Time passed and one day we checked our mail to find we had 5 new messages... when we opened them, they were advertisements, later they were fraud (phishing) messages, and now.. we don't care much about e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I logged into my e-mail and saw that I had 21 new spam messages. I browsed and found an email titled "good-tempered Muhammad". As I am very weary about spam e-mail I rarely ever open them and see the content. But I read the intro in my gmail account, It went something like this, "He certainly went forth, but whether he did any work,any labour, was the question" Obviously I was intruiged! There is definitly a story there.. so I did like any curious person and opened up the e-mail -- there it was, the story of good-tempered Muhammad. Here is the e-mail, if you don't want to read  it skip below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He certainly went forth, but whether he did any work,any labour, was the question, nowadays. Only the poplars queered the dream-like values, dark andsharply outlined by the moon behind them.&lt;br /&gt;He could see the helmets offiremen and hear a hissing sound.&lt;br /&gt;The flamescrackled as he stood there aghast. And with rage in his heart Soames ran again at thewall, and snatched at his other Gauguin.&lt;br /&gt;They lifted till it balanced on the sill. Hewanted her to break down, and he didnt want her to.&lt;br /&gt;Soames, not one whoremembered the old days, and could handle house property as theyused to, then. If ever he had beatenDumetrius, it was over that highly-coloured affair. The room was full of smoke now,and he felt rather giddy. He had a dread of herwandering outside to-night, so near the water.&lt;br /&gt;He leaned forward and touched his chauffeursback. Some people would take that for a banshee, he shouldntwonder!&lt;br /&gt;He certainly went forth, but whether he did any work,any labour, was the question, nowadays. When they got home, how should he bring some life into herface again!&lt;br /&gt;But if hedoes, hes sure to want to see you, even if he cant speak.&lt;br /&gt;Soames stood still; besides the pumping of his heart and lungs hecould hear another sound.&lt;br /&gt;Then, seizing theextinguisher again, he dashed it, knob down, against the floor.&lt;br /&gt;He himself went again to the openwindow, and stood watching the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;One must admit at least acontinuity of purpose somewhere. Through the open doorway hecould see that they had spread considerably.&lt;br /&gt;Wasthere nothing he could do to divert her attention?&lt;br /&gt;The engines would be twenty minutesat least.&lt;br /&gt;The singing ceased, and Soames again lifted up hischin.&lt;br /&gt;The Monts had been at school there, and Kits namehad been put down automatically. If ever he had beatenDumetrius, it was over that highly-coloured affair.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Obviously bad worded, and hardly makes any sense. There was also an image attatched (which was the original spam message asking to buy stocks etc..). This may be spam, but for me this is the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...coolest spam ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-8272669137124231348?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8272669137124231348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8272669137124231348' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8272669137124231348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8272669137124231348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/cool-spam.html' title='Cool Spam!'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-7710135074969338774</id><published>2006-09-05T07:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:45:49.802+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowned In Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/56346305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/56346305.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever listened to a tune and zoned into another world? You feel the vibrations, the essence, the rythem, the mood, and bliss. You keep listening to the same tune over and over, and every time you listen, you can't let go. You want to be the music, let it be a part of you. All you can do is keep that tune running while you let your mind and body absorbe it, all of it. It moves you, your heart, your soul--you feel it. You live it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..that special tune&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-7710135074969338774?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/7710135074969338774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=7710135074969338774' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7710135074969338774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/7710135074969338774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/drowned-in-music.html' title='Drowned In Music'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-986852887728548612</id><published>2006-09-02T10:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:35:16.427+03:00</updated><title type='text'>World's Biggest Cheeseburger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/biggest-cheeseburger-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/320/biggest-cheeseburger-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am minding my own business when blog after blog keep talking about food. Naturally, haven't eaten any real food in the past 24 hours, I started getting very hungry. It is all about food these days. To top it off I came accross this website, and I HAD to post it here. There you ladies and gentlemen, the &lt;a href="http://www.cheese-burger.net/stories/worlds-biggest-cheeseburger-photos.html"&gt;largest cheeseburger in the world&lt;/a&gt;, and yes, it is edible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...shoot me now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-986852887728548612?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/986852887728548612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=986852887728548612' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/986852887728548612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/986852887728548612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/worlds-biggest-cheeseburger.html' title='World&apos;s Biggest Cheeseburger'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8636882330767476723</id><published>2006-09-02T07:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:28:12.994+03:00</updated><title type='text'>If it itches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/57304376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/57304376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scratch it. There is sometimes always a pleasure of scratching anything. I recently felt nostalgic to the feeling while I was at the beach house. I had been bitten by a mosquito, and the sheer pleasure of scratching around it, (however strange.. or normal that may sound.. no mosquitoes were hurt in the process). Do not be afraid to be gentle while you scratch, you get more pleasure out of it that way. The other phenomena that seemed to be quite pleasurable is using a q-tip after a hot shower. Stimulating the ears with a cotton swab, might not do it for most, but you all know you like it. Remember to scratch, where it itches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-8636882330767476723?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8636882330767476723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8636882330767476723' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8636882330767476723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8636882330767476723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-it-itches.html' title='If it itches'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-8418716634674131041</id><published>2006-08-30T08:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T08:51:35.912+03:00</updated><title type='text'>She's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/skd259406sdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/skd259406sdc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..in my dreams. I saw her, she smiled. Her eyes glistened as I looked at them admiring her soulful eyes. Her cheecks, so soft as a baby's cheek. I kissed them in my dream - the dream however, was very real. Who is she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...my mysterious woman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I couldn't find the song on radioblogclub so here is a cover by Kenny Rodgers, Enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMsQk8RDFXs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMsQk8RDFXs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/19127000-8418716634674131041?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/8418716634674131041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=8418716634674131041' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8418716634674131041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/8418716634674131041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/shes-back.html' title='She&apos;s back'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-1026931873585869976</id><published>2006-08-28T09:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T09:30:02.474+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/Acclaim_Images_0156-0606-1309-1941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/Acclaim_Images_0156-0606-1309-1941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not addicted am I? I have been drinking mountain dew since 7pm last night up to this morning (5 cans) and had an American coffee a couple of minutes ago at work. Now, this might be getting out of hand, but with the lack of sleep, the long 50km drive to work is really not helping. 5 hours and 43 minutes left to go. I'm getting the jitters now. Hyper to the core. Can you imagine? I could bounce up and down for 10 minutes constantly but ill probably drop the floor right after. 5 hours and 40 minutes to go. I need to get some serious sleep. Hmmm, I wonder if I should escape, escape to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;...the beach.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S. Here is a little groovy music for all y'all groovy people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;...Groovy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#F6F6F6" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http://g.grissom.free.fr/radioblog/sounds/Ben Harper - Sexual Healing.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F6F6F6;border:#0066FF;button:#0066CC;player_text:#3366FF;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edit: 2 Hours 52 minutes left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is what happens when you're sleep deprived;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- You start having balance issues, feeling one leg heavier than the other etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Your head starts spinning, and you act without thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- You create a blog post with a totally irrelevant title. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- You start counting the minutes till the end of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Your eyes have a mind of their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-1026931873585869976?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/1026931873585869976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=1026931873585869976' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1026931873585869976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/1026931873585869976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-3112806310755562275</id><published>2006-08-23T13:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:38:08.379+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Care and Distrust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/1600/Acclaim_Images_0234-0603-2408-2835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6872/2334/200/Acclaim_Images_0234-0603-2408-2835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relationships. Guys you might want to read this too and provide feedback, if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where were you?" Is a question that is asked rather too much. It can be interpreted in many ways. However mostly it is a question of trust or care. Neither can be a question of both. If there is trust, there is already care. If there is no trust there can be no care. Women can interpret it as "Oh, he's asking because he cares." Other women would think, "Doesn't he trust me?" The question here is, on what basis would a woman think this? Is it because she does not trust him, that she thinks he does not trust her? Or are all women usually suspicious of their partner's behavior. I leave the analysis to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...the reader.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-3112806310755562275?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/3112806310755562275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=3112806310755562275' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3112806310755562275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/3112806310755562275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/care-and-distrust.html' title='Care and Distrust'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115615342330120876</id><published>2006-08-21T12:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:46:59.113+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe you're crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/200391129-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/400/200391129-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Probably &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#F6F6F6"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://assemblee.regionale.free.fr/test/32/radio.blog/sounds/102-gnarls_barkley-crazy.rbs&amp;colors=body:#F6F6F6;border:#0066FF;button:#0066CC;player_text:#3366FF;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115615342330120876?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115615342330120876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115615342330120876' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115615342330120876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115615342330120876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/maybe-youre-crazy.html' title='Maybe you&apos;re crazy'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115605174958679947</id><published>2006-08-20T07:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T08:52:06.306+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paperwork (Tagged)</title><content type='html'>BEST&lt;br /&gt;1. Male friend: Vinny&lt;br /&gt;2. Female friend: Eve&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Spring, Switzerland 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: Going to sleep, usually because I want to enjoy more of the day.&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: Tuesday, (Server Maintenance..lol)&lt;br /&gt;3. Color crayon: Black! (Crayons are supposed to be colorful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you talked to that goes/went to your school: Vinny.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: Eve.&lt;br /&gt;3. Text: Can we C U at lunch or dinner, today or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Person who Instant Messaged: Cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: Hmm. It depends on when you read this.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing: 3 piece suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Monday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: Work, buy a movie, finish reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;3. Goal: Get to work on time.&lt;br /&gt;4. Dislikes about tomorrow: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: 0.&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: Currently, Santana - Cry baby Cry.&lt;br /&gt;3. Color: Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing Someone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: Indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: To finish this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUE/FALSE&lt;br /&gt;I am a cuddler: True.&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person: True.&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: False.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my pajamas: False.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently pregnant: ... &lt;br /&gt;I am left handed: False.&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to Blogging: False.&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: Somewhat true.&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: Depends who it is.&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid at times: False.&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a crush on someone: False.&lt;br /&gt;I currently regret something that I have done: True.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy country music: True.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy smoothies: True.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: False.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time paying attention at school/work: True.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent: True.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn: True, Who doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal: True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGER&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently mad at someone? No.&lt;br /&gt;2. Which of your friends has the worst temper? F.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever had something thrown at you? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you’re mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell and scream? The Former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITEMENT&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone ever thrown you a surprise party for you? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you easily excited? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you most excited about? You ;)&lt;br /&gt;4. If you won a million dollars what would be your first thought? What am i going to do...&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could have anything right now what would it be? The ability to freeze time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF-DISCOVERY&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: If you ask me I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Where were you born? Kuwait.&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s your main goal in life? Be Happy.&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you want to die? Naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPINIONS&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex before marriage? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriage? No.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lower the Drinking age? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. Recycling? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your latest dream? Dreamt about many things.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have any of your dreams come true? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the weirdest dream you’ve ever had? I could manipulate my surroundings like in the Matrix. Guy thing? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXUAL LIFE&lt;br /&gt;1. Straight, Gay, Bi? Straight.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a bf/gf? No.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have a crush? No.&lt;br /&gt;4. How many beds did you lay in yesterday? Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing? Light Blue.&lt;br /&gt;What color are your walls? White.&lt;br /&gt;How much cash do you have on you right now? 31.5 KD &lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your dad? This morning.&lt;br /&gt;What did you have for dinner last night? Sandwitch.&lt;br /&gt;What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone? T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;http://safat.kuwaitblogs.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.roguespot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Does anything hurt on your body right now? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever failed a class? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever sung in front of a crowd? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever not taken a shower for 3 days? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever slept with a night light? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever danced in the rain? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever lied? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever had contacts? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever tripped over something stupid? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK ONE&lt;br /&gt;1. Samosa, Pakora, Kebab: Pakora, Don't know it so I'll try it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Bollywood, Lollywood, Hollywood: Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;3. Love marriage, Arranged marriage: Love marriage.&lt;br /&gt;4. Honeymoon, no moon: Honey moon.&lt;br /&gt;5. How many kids would u like 1,2, 3+: When I talk to my future wife, I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;6. Kulfi, Ice cream: Ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;7. Shah ruk khan, Orlando Bloom: Is this tag only for Ladies...&lt;br /&gt;8. Meenar-e-Pakistan, Eiffel Tower: ...Pakistani Ladies...&lt;br /&gt;9. Lahore, Khi, Islambad: ...I'm right, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bring pressured into answering this TAG, here is my conclusion. It was written by a guy for a bunch of his Pakistani Lady friends, Just READ the whole last section. And whats with the "Are you pregnant?" question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. How's the new look to the site?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115605174958679947?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115605174958679947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115605174958679947' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115605174958679947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115605174958679947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/paperwork-tagged.html' title='Paperwork (Tagged)'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115602525295399405</id><published>2006-08-20T00:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T01:08:41.660+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise up to Greatness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/OAD_033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/320/OAD_033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Search within yourself. Find your true greatness. A power unlike any other. When you find it treasure it, protect it, live it. Within you is this power like the greatest that ever lived. You can dream, you can imagine, you can live your life like others. It truly takes struggle and hard work to become great. It is when you embrace that power within you that you will be able to overcome tha hardest obstacles. Feel your life, your soul, your being. For within you is a being unlike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;..any other&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://elfen.lied666.free.fr/radio/sounds/Love hina - Kimi Sae Ireba - symphonic version -.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#D0D0D0;button:#D3D3D3;player_text:#C2C2C2;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115602525295399405?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115602525295399405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115602525295399405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115602525295399405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115602525295399405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/rise-up-to-greatness.html' title='Rise up to Greatness'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115601749005715835</id><published>2006-08-19T22:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:58:10.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Life (Comic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/dilbert2006081526819.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/400/dilbert2006081526819.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115601749005715835?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115601749005715835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115601749005715835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115601749005715835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115601749005715835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-life-comic.html' title='Yay Life (Comic)'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115588752089138087</id><published>2006-08-18T10:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:38:39.596+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Warcraft: My Toons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/Xobu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/320/Xobu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my World of Warcraft Toons, a 60 Gnome rogue and a 31 human warlock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up there is Xobu the rogue. He can be dangerous so watch out :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below here is my Warlock, isn't she cute? I love her piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the images for a closer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/Satanica-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/200/Satanica-31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Here's my profile -&gt; &lt;a href="http://ctprofiles.net/1651679"&gt;http://ctprofiles.net/1651679&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115588752089138087?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115588752089138087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115588752089138087' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115588752089138087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115588752089138087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/warcraft-my-toons.html' title='Warcraft: My Toons'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115561925804616627</id><published>2006-08-15T08:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T08:20:58.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/Acclaim_Images_0018-0601-0111-3943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/200/Acclaim_Images_0018-0601-0111-3943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;Good Morning Ladies, Gents, Kuwait, and the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#000000"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;filepath=http://www.hosthing.be/Clan_V2/radio.blog/sounds/Lionel Richie - Hello.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#000000;border:#C0C0C0;button:#CCCCCC;player_text:#E0E0E0;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/19127000-115561925804616627?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115561925804616627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115561925804616627' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115561925804616627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115561925804616627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115556111928781821</id><published>2006-08-14T15:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:11:59.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS Dictionary Profanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/pha202000046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/200/pha202000046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most useful tools when using the phone is the built in dictionary. It makes my life so much easier to enter the words by one press rather than multiple presses, especially if i'm driving. Why are words like; shit, piss, fuck, and damn not in the dictionary! I'm guessing most of these words are overused in everyday conversation, especially in sms messages. It almost always makes me manually enter them every time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...dammit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115556111928781821?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115556111928781821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115556111928781821' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115556111928781821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115556111928781821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/sms-dictionary-profanity.html' title='SMS Dictionary Profanity'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115554142921754298</id><published>2006-08-14T10:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:43:49.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/1600/dv552010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3339/724/200/dv552010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time froze. I listened silently to the fading voices around me. Trying to concentrate on my thoughts, I could not help but be distracted by the absence of time. It was not a dream. I was indeed drowned by my thoughts. No sounds, no actions, no movement, only thoughts. One word kept repeating itself within my head, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Complicated&lt;/span&gt;. Why is life so complicated. The older we get, the faster time flies, yet we get these moments when time freezes, and we're left thinking. What a life, what a world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115554142921754298?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115554142921754298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115554142921754298' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115554142921754298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115554142921754298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/frozen-in-time.html' title='Frozen in Time'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115535889300608045</id><published>2006-08-12T07:52:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T08:01:33.016+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure to meet you</title><content type='html'>We drove up and down the Gulf Road trying to come up with ways to meet new people. In this country you either met them through work/school, friends, or extreme coincidences. It could be possible to just walk upto someone and start a conversation in Sultan or Starbucks for example. However, not everyone would accept that as a normal social interaction, especially if they were of the opposite sex. The setting has to be right. After hours of driving we only came up with one type of place: A private health club. Even then most people would find you strange because you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...were friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115535889300608045?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115535889300608045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115535889300608045' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115535889300608045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115535889300608045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/pleasure-to-meet-you.html' title='Pleasure to meet you'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115530217543686017</id><published>2006-08-11T16:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:27:02.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise yourself.</title><content type='html'>Turn up the volume, enter your name here and click the button:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="edit" name="urname"&gt; &lt;input type="button" value="Praise me!" OnClick="javascript:void window.open('http://'+urname.value+'.youaremighty.com','praise');"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Turn off your pop-up blocker to make it work. If it still does not, then go to http://yourname.youaremighty.com (replace yourname with your name).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115530217543686017?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115530217543686017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115530217543686017' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115530217543686017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115530217543686017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/praise-yourself.html' title='Praise yourself.'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115529271272044845</id><published>2006-08-11T13:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T13:39:56.736+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Sleep?</title><content type='html'>Three times had I had to wake up and guess the time. Sleeping is quite a low priority in my case, especially with everything I have to do. Working takes most of my schedule, the other half is consumed by games. Which leaves the rest for sleep and everything else. Is it unbalanced? Not really if you think about it. The proportion of games is highly proportional to the quantity of work. Or should I say inversely so. Either way, lack of sleep, lack of dreams, and lack of fresh air really messes one's internal clock. There's not enough time in a day to do all that is there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...Got Sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115529271272044845?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115529271272044845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115529271272044845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115529271272044845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115529271272044845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-sleep.html' title='Got Sleep?'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115511706216910197</id><published>2006-08-09T12:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:51:02.183+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Petition: Help Stop the Bloodshed in the Middle East</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Option 1: Read the following;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, Right now a tragedy is unfolding in the Middle East. Thousands of innocent civilians have been killed or wounded in the bombings in Lebanon, Palestine and Israel and the death toll is rising every day. If the US, Syria or Iran get involved, there is a chance of a catastrophic larger war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN Secretary General Kofi Annan has called for an immediate ceasefire and the deployment of international troops to the Israel-Lebanon border, and been strongly supported by almost every world leader. This is the best proposal yet to stop the violence, but the US, the UK, and Israel have refused to accept it. I have just signed a petition calling on US President Bush, UK Prime Minister Blair, and Israeli Prime Minister Olmert to support Kofi Annan's proposal. If millions of people join this call, and we advertise our views in newspapers in the US, UK, and Israel, we can help pressure these leaders to stop the fighting. Go to the link below and sign up now! &lt;a href="http://www.ceasefirecampaign.org"&gt;http://www.ceasefirecampaign.org&lt;/a&gt; With hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend and brother,&lt;br /&gt;Transparently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Option 2: Click the link;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ceasefirecampaign.org"&gt;http://www.ceasefirecampaign.org&lt;/a&gt; and sign the petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please spread the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115511706216910197?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115511706216910197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115511706216910197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115511706216910197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115511706216910197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/petition-help-stop-bloodshed-in-middle.html' title='Petition: Help Stop the Bloodshed in the Middle East'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115509802317789509</id><published>2006-08-09T07:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:33:43.193+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Sunshine</title><content type='html'>I gently placed my hand on her soft cheeks as she lay in bed. Her head rested on the pillow. Her eyes wondering in a dreamless sleep. I brushed my thumb gently on her lips. I saw a feint smile. What a morning it is to wake up and admire such a pretty face. She opened her eyes, and the world became alive again. Life filled the room, her blue shiny eyes so mellow yet so beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. I closed my eyes. I got closer. Good Morning Sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...She said&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115509802317789509?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115509802317789509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115509802317789509' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115509802317789509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115509802317789509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-morning-sunshine.html' title='Good Morning Sunshine'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115494672707977079</id><published>2006-08-07T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:32:07.090+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Phone Call</title><content type='html'>The phone rings, I don't know the number and I ask myself, "Should I answer the call?" I answer and the person calling ends it. There's a 50% chance that I would call back. I let it slip this time. A day later, today, I get a missed call from that number. I redialed and heard a voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: الو&lt;br /&gt;She: هلا&lt;br /&gt;Me: في أحد متصل تيليفون؟&lt;br /&gt;She: اي أنا متصله&lt;br /&gt;Me: عفوا من معاي&lt;br /&gt;She: فلانه (her name)&lt;br /&gt;Me: والنعم فيج&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..etc. Fun and exciting I might say, yet it doesn't last for long. I'm different, this kind of way to get to know ppl usually wont click for me. Regardless, I do enjoy talking to someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...mysterious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115494672707977079?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115494672707977079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115494672707977079' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115494672707977079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115494672707977079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/mystery-phone-call.html' title='Mystery Phone Call'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115492532413171623</id><published>2006-08-07T07:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T07:35:24.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Invention: Windshield Slapper</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be great If a new device was invented. One that would pop out the side of your car and slap anyone who tries to put an ad in your windshield wipers. Thought for the day, how to invent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...said device.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115492532413171623?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115492532413171623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115492532413171623' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115492532413171623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115492532413171623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/invention-windshield-slapper.html' title='Invention: Windshield Slapper'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115484189694970197</id><published>2006-08-06T08:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:24:56.960+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hesitant to Write about World Politics</title><content type='html'>I have to say something about whats going on. I hate it all. I'm not staying upto date with the news, because I know what I will see/read/hear. I skip topics that talk about this issue, and I ignore pictures that show up regarding this topic. Why? This is reality as we know it and it is depressing. Why throw wood in the fire? Why not just show a way to provide help, donate, or do something. But stop sending me pictures of mutilated babies with the words "Damn Israel" in the end. In the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...actions do speak stonger than words&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115484189694970197?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115484189694970197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115484189694970197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115484189694970197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115484189694970197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/hesitant-to-write-about-world-politics.html' title='Hesitant to Write about World Politics'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115476771468173672</id><published>2006-08-05T11:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:48:34.680+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Old friend</title><content type='html'>I recieved a SMS from an old friend. She's in a good balanced relationship now, but feels guilty about our past. We were friends, yet she loved me more than just friends. I couldn't give her what she wanted because I only liked her as a "special" friend. I never meant for our intimate friendship to lead to that. What was I supposed to say? "Live your life.. be a good companion and look to the future" - *Sigh*. There is a lot of history there. I honestly wish her the best. Adios..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;..dear friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115476771468173672?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115476771468173672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115476771468173672' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115476771468173672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115476771468173672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-friend.html' title='Old friend'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115476747686854864</id><published>2006-08-05T11:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T11:44:46.676+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplanned Vacation: Sick day</title><content type='html'>I woke up knowing I'm not feeling well and wanted to go to work, at least for today. After opening my eyes I decided not to since I really was quite tired. So What do I do today? I checked Safat and read quite a few posts. I'll go to the Dr to get a checkup since I need to get my Sick leave paper signed. I'll probably come back home, and think about what happened... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...last night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115476747686854864?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115476747686854864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115476747686854864' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115476747686854864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115476747686854864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/unplanned-vacation-sick-day.html' title='Unplanned Vacation: Sick day'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115469222960987305</id><published>2006-08-04T14:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:50:48.596+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Keira Knightley in A Dead Man's Chest</title><content type='html'>I saw a Dead Man's Chest last evening with a couple friends. Might I say that Keira was stunningly gorgeous! She looked really hot in the scene where she reveales her identity to cap'n jack sparrow at tortuga island. Wow.. A hot lady in a pirate costume.. Yarrr! The rest of the movie was great, I loved the comedy shots, and the great action scenes. But the ending.. what was that all about? /shrug.. I was too tired to start complaining, It was entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...nonetheless&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115469222960987305?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115469222960987305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115469222960987305' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115469222960987305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115469222960987305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/keira-knightley-in-dead-mans-chest.html' title='Keira Knightley in A Dead Man&apos;s Chest'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115459233334280407</id><published>2006-08-03T10:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:06:27.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WoW.. Warcraft not the other wow</title><content type='html'>If you've heard about WoW then i'm sure you'll identify with what I have to say. If not, well, sit back read and enjoy ur lemonade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great! After MC (I didnt go since the new guys had to go and get geared up), Myself and two other rogue guildies went to Orgrimmar (My toon is a Gnome Rogue), and had our way with the other players there, forcing them to get flagged and whatnot! About 2 hours and about 40hks later I signed off and went to work. I think I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;..too much dew&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. For those who do not play or understand World of Warcraft. It is an online game, filled with exciting and interesting encounters and experiences. A Great way to pass time and interact socially with others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115459233334280407?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115459233334280407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115459233334280407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115459233334280407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115459233334280407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow-warcraft-not-other-wow.html' title='WoW.. Warcraft not the other wow'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115451192499898082</id><published>2006-08-02T12:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T12:45:25.006+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss HER</title><content type='html'>I have to get this off my chest. I really miss her. We've been appart for over 5 months now after being together for a little more than 5 years. Us being together was not a normal relationship. We had planned on marriage, but the final steps didnt happen. I haven't tried to contact her neither with e-mail or calling, I wouldn't dare. We both parted loving eachother more than ever but it was not meant to be. I did something really crazy, I tried to call her from an anonymous phone just to hear her voice. She didn't pick up. In a way im bummed about it, yet i'm glad she didn't. I should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;..let go of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115451192499898082?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115451192499898082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115451192499898082' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115451192499898082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115451192499898082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-her.html' title='I miss HER'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115449654532918653</id><published>2006-08-02T08:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:29:05.340+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss it..</title><content type='html'>Close your eyes. Can you feel the cold air brushing against your face, so smooth. You take a deep breath, and you feel it cold.. it had just stopped raining and the trees and leaves have this winter smell that is so unique and refreshing. It is early in the morning, the sky cloudy and all you hear are the birds. "What a wonderful day today will be," you think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;..I miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115449654532918653?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115449654532918653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115449654532918653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115449654532918653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115449654532918653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-it.html' title='I miss it..'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115441354649287113</id><published>2006-08-01T09:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:26:47.843+03:00</updated><title type='text'>200kd ($692)</title><content type='html'>I just read on KUNA that the 200kd will be distributed on the 15th of September. You think that's a good idea? Anyone who has studied economics will know that this is the worst idea ever! Think of it this way, if people get 200kd that means 200,000,000 KD of cash added to the money supply, and not any money supply but a part of disposable income. This will increase prices like what happened the last time. Prices increasing will lead to a domino effect inflation. If you think I'm wrong please tell me so, I'd really like to be proven wrong and be given good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your 200kd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115441354649287113?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115441354649287113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115441354649287113' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115441354649287113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115441354649287113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/07/200kd-692.html' title='200kd ($692)'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-115434242373957238</id><published>2006-07-31T13:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:40:23.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>I've been away for quite a while, and so I'm back. Missed me haven't you? I could tell from the smile on your face. Your rosey cheeks never lie. Your eyes, sparkling. Oh whats that, a tear? Missed me that much haven't you. I've missed you too. Come, lets walk together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-115434242373957238?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/115434242373957238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=115434242373957238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115434242373957238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/115434242373957238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/07/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113646791205502621</id><published>2006-01-05T16:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:31:52.066+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistreated</title><content type='html'>Don't you love the way things have been going? I don't. Hearing about the news just reminds me of how "human" we are and how much evil and corruption there is. Sure, it should be normal, or is it?! There should be people out there who could really make a move and do something good, "the forces of the good" but even those seem evil sometimes, it is all about money and power and crap. Yeah, its not about me today, its about everything else which is just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..listen to your heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113646791205502621?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113646791205502621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113646791205502621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113646791205502621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113646791205502621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2006/01/mistreated.html' title='Mistreated'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113485412074067197</id><published>2005-12-18T00:07:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:15:20.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated</title><content type='html'>When did life become so complicated? I think that was about 8 years ago for me. I was finishing high school and there were many things that just were not right. I knew before that many things were wrong, but I haven't really lost hope and always thought that I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I then found out that I was at the right place at the right time, and it was just the way things were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not remember being warned about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I stuck.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simplicity, so easy to say...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113485412074067197?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113485412074067197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113485412074067197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113485412074067197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113485412074067197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/12/complicated.html' title='Complicated'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113411485848779961</id><published>2005-12-09T10:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:54:18.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>..its like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..free me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113411485848779961?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113411485848779961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113411485848779961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113411485848779961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113411485848779961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/12/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113387521066203623</id><published>2005-12-06T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:20:10.673+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it...</title><content type='html'>I like it this way, I'm not getting comments, which makes it so quiet around here. I like solitude, it is the way I like to live. Could it be because of all the negative energy around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to John Williams - Schindler's list Theme. Have you heard it? If you haven't i recommend you do. It is so soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to meet a lady friend today (we had some history). I'm afraid of falling through the loop again not love, but the other thing. Damn. I wont give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll mold it my way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113387521066203623?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113387521066203623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113387521066203623' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113387521066203623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113387521066203623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-like-it.html' title='I like it...'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113275995990599809</id><published>2005-11-23T18:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:32:39.910+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I feel good, i've got nothing to say. Am i just a complainer, venter, or hmm. I'm feeling better than a few days ago. Not too much better, but better and thats what counts. El7imdillah! &lt;br /&gt;I'm chilling now with a ice cold 7up. The world around me continues to spin, and sometimes i wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Wander...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113275995990599809?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113275995990599809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113275995990599809' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113275995990599809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113275995990599809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/11/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113258285042706785</id><published>2005-11-21T17:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T17:20:50.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinking</title><content type='html'>Who would have guessed that living in today's world would be harder than living in yesterday's world. And here we thought the world is moving forward. New inventions make life easier, communication faster, and more effecient, but in truth we are becoming less human. Probably becoming more like cabages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to go on...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113258285042706785?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113258285042706785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113258285042706785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113258285042706785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113258285042706785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/11/sinking.html' title='Sinking'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113242148221258760</id><published>2005-11-19T20:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:31:22.213+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoned</title><content type='html'>I'm so zoned out... I'm supposed to do something important, I'm not moving.. Although i should. I'm overwhelmed by life. Running in any direction would only mean running away from the problem. I'm not running. I'm sinking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have.. to.. pull.. out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113242148221258760?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113242148221258760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113242148221258760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113242148221258760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113242148221258760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/11/zoned.html' title='Zoned'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19127000.post-113242049143082713</id><published>2005-11-19T20:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:14:51.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Sure</title><content type='html'>Evening,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why I recreated this blog after removing it. There is a lot i would like to say, however I can not say everything i want. Well, since I'm not sure what i want to say, let me define what this blog will contain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be.. random&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes it will be even unclear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be private&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be strange&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It will be me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone asked me Why i'm blogging... I'd say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..I need someone to listen to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19127000-113242049143082713?l=transparentlyblue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/feeds/113242049143082713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19127000&amp;postID=113242049143082713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113242049143082713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19127000/posts/default/113242049143082713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transparentlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-sure.html' title='Not Sure'/><author><name>Transparently</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02846121403112996844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mLLJEU4hAvc/RgX_mZIy5OI/AAAAAAAAABw/vz555sZ_6A8/s400/rainy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
