<?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-4046452</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:28:38.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron E (Fe+E)</title><subtitle type='html'>Ain't NOTHING easy about Sunday morning...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-115592666771828580</id><published>2006-08-18T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T14:44:27.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now....</title><summary type='text'>For a much needed update.I'm living in L.A. now...I'm working on some spec scripts to get an agent to get a job.For now, I'm paying my rent and recreation as a logger with a reality TV company in Silverlake.I get wonderful ideas at work, and I write at night. Not the worst deal in the world.Still humping around in an Enterprise Rent-a-Car, working on a more economical option soon...The weekly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/115592666771828580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=115592666771828580&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/115592666771828580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/115592666771828580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-now.html' title='And now....'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114633713534415866</id><published>2006-04-29T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T14:58:55.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Relevant Article</title><summary type='text'>Actually, it's my FIRST Relevant article...everything else has been a review/reaction.I had my eye on a spicy dumpling.Check me out.http://www.relevantmagazine.com/pc_article.php?id=7166</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.relevantmagazine.com/pc_article.php?id=7166' title='New Relevant Article'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114633713534415866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114633713534415866&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114633713534415866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114633713534415866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-relevant-article.html' title='New Relevant Article'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114633687893700291</id><published>2006-04-29T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T14:54:38.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><summary type='text'>So, don't talk about it....Be about it, right?I have too much to do, and I'm not doing any of it...I'm just hovering here, doing nothing. But some days I feel like I'm just gestating or something.Apartment search is crazy...Car search is crazy...gotta go.adam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114633687893700291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114633687893700291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114633687893700291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114633687893700291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/04/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114467584965037165</id><published>2006-04-10T08:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:30:49.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm off on a cosine...</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I watched the perfect brother-sister movie last night with my little sister Mary: The Legend of Billy Jean.Today, I'm singing and googling and downloading 80's hair-band ballads of rebellion.And oddly enough, the movie takes place in Corpus Christi, TX. Last night was rough. How come I don't trust people?Nancy suggested that it's because I don't think that I'm trustworthy.And Nancy's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114467584965037165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114467584965037165&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114467584965037165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114467584965037165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-off-on-cosine.html' title='I&apos;m off on a cosine...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114374268861079670</id><published>2006-03-30T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:18:08.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo..</title><summary type='text'>it seems like cell phones get sick of my rambling. Either that, or they're homophobic. It wouldn't let me type anymore.  Anyhow, three coworkers just left. One was too fat for her blouse, another looked like she wore black a lot, and the third, a pudgy guy with a cleanshaven wattle wore designer glasses that were much too small for his wide smooshy face. But he didn't sweat. He wasn't a sweaty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114374268861079670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114374268861079670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114374268861079670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114374268861079670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/03/sooo.html' title='sooo..'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114374232611839029</id><published>2006-03-30T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:13:29.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dude...</title><summary type='text'>i can't believe this. I'm blogging from my cell phone. If this isn't the height of tech savviness, i don't know what is. Oh boy.i won't say where i am, becuase that makes me seem cool and mysterious. Weak, i know...but you really want to know, see? Anyhow, wherever i am, im people watching. This is my favorite place to people watch. There are some pretty interesting characters here. I always play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114374232611839029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114374232611839029&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114374232611839029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114374232611839029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/03/dude.html' title='dude...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114347843711127739</id><published>2006-03-27T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:25:30.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boastin Postin</title><summary type='text'>[UPDATE! It's now in JAPAN, and is scheduled to get here on Friday, March 31st!]MaaaaaaaaacBooooooooook!!!!!I'm getting a laptop.I DID have a birthday.Man, I love getting birthday gifts bceause I know I'm too old for them.So at 23, when I still get a card full of money from my grandmother, or when my family feels compelled to use the date to give me something they know I've wanted but couldn't </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.apple.com/macbookpro/' title='Boastin Postin'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114347843711127739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114347843711127739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114347843711127739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114347843711127739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/03/boastin-postin.html' title='Boastin Postin'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-114061710591767183</id><published>2006-02-22T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T09:05:05.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humble</title><summary type='text'>I'm a fall-down, ground hugging, can't even hug the ground, dirty-nailed, pebble scraping, too-stupid-to-look-up, sorry sorry sorry sorry, SORRY child of man. AND! I can't do what I won't do so I don't do what I should. And how can I expect greatness when I won't even do 'good'? My prayer:God, I love you; help me to REALLY love you.God, I hate myself; help me to TRULY hate MYself.God, I love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/114061710591767183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=114061710591767183&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114061710591767183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/114061710591767183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/02/humble.html' title='Humble'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113773640188957169</id><published>2006-01-20T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:53:21.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Podcast Two</title><summary type='text'>Podcast TwoI actually enjoyed this.It's THIRTY EIGHT MINUTES LONG.I have a new number-one fan, by the way. My younger brother is now a reader of my blog. Wow.Anyway, this podcast is 38:00 and 17 megs. That's about right when it comes to size and compression...I wish I could make it smaller...but the quality would really suck.hope you enjoy.here you get to really get a taste of my crazy rambling </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hillcityparable.com/1192006.mp3' title='Podcast Two'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113773640188957169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113773640188957169&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113773640188957169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113773640188957169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/01/podcast-two.html' title='Podcast Two'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113677970090071313</id><published>2006-01-08T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:08:20.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I podcasted.</title><summary type='text'>PODCAST   download it now.And in the immortal words of someone with whom I've been spending ENTIRELY too much (or not enough) time:Shut it.good day.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hillcityparable.com/182006.mp3' title='I podcasted.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113677970090071313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113677970090071313&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113677970090071313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113677970090071313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-podcasted.html' title='I podcasted.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113632631622576843</id><published>2006-01-03T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:23:51.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolve.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, here's the short list. Most of these should be done by June, when I move:1. Finish "Micha" script2. Finish school Documentary3. Buy a single-color t-shirt press4. develop an amazing photo portfolio that takes your breath away5. create 3 short personal video expressions for web release.6. Lose 50 lbs &lt;-- i'm 6'2 and i weigh 275. It wouldn't kill me to weigh 225. And if it does, I'll stop. 7.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/hillcity' title='Resolve.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113632631622576843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113632631622576843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113632631622576843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113632631622576843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2006/01/resolve.html' title='Resolve.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113518719517643966</id><published>2005-12-21T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:46:35.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna load me up a bus...</title><summary type='text'>I'm THIS close to buying a bus and scooping up all my North American slacker friends and moving to a ranch in Cali to make movies. I've estimated that I know enough responsible creative jerks to do some amazing meaningful entertaining stuff. Movies, I mean. The only problem is that, while I get along with all of them, they may not necessarily get along w/ each other. I'm definitely making Hill </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113518719517643966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113518719517643966&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113518719517643966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113518719517643966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/gonna-load-me-up-bus.html' title='Gonna load me up a bus...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113518529843611452</id><published>2005-12-21T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T12:14:58.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marezy Dotes</title><summary type='text'>I bought overalls over the weekend, and I've been wearing them with the cows.It's truly amazing to actually use something for it's INTENDED purpose.Man, I wonder what it will be like when I get to have sex!HAHAHAHAHAHAI couldn't help it. Sorry.Crass cops, come and get me. Anyhow, I forgot what I was going to say. We got 6 gallons of milk from the cows yesterday. SONOFAGUN!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113518529843611452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113518529843611452&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113518529843611452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113518529843611452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/marezy-dotes.html' title='Marezy Dotes'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113491280996713887</id><published>2005-12-18T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:31:39.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><summary type='text'>I think I need a publicist...Or maybe I just need La-Shaun Latore back in my life.She was the spritey Jamaican lady who forced me to apply to Temple...And look what happened! I stumbled upon yet another quote from my relevant Narnia review on ChristianityToday.com, and I'm thinking...this HAS to be worth something to me. I feel like a joke emailing all my friends like "Yo! I got interviewed, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113491280996713887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113491280996713887&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113491280996713887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113491280996713887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113445369630837940</id><published>2005-12-13T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:01:36.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sita Beans</title><summary type='text'>I just thought that I'd mention, for those of you who haven't noticed, that NsaMinor has divorced me as a friend.Apparently, I'm supposed to know why.Sometimes I think about her, and I still get notifications to delete her crazy bus-stop voicemails from my phone.I don't think I'll chase her though; we'll see what unfolds.I suck at blowing against the wind.Nsa, you're missed, but since you decided</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/netim' title='Sita Beans'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113445369630837940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113445369630837940&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113445369630837940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113445369630837940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/sita-beans.html' title='Sita Beans'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113437681549464681</id><published>2005-12-12T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T03:40:33.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To the hills and the vales...</title><summary type='text'>Hi guys.In real life, if you were my real friend (something I'm missing locally), this would be one of those times where it really is 2:30 in the morning, and I just knock on your door and stare at you, wanting a Strongbadian Cold One and some random conversation. No reason, just hi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113437681549464681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113437681549464681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113437681549464681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113437681549464681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-hills-and-vales.html' title='To the hills and the vales...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113411066858884849</id><published>2005-12-09T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:44:28.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Velvet Fist</title><summary type='text'>See, that didn't take long at all you communist heartmongers.I've taken to leveling elaborate insults at people as a sign of my appreciation for them.A well-thought-out "I hate you" is better than an insincere generic "i love you", isn't it?Well it should be.I just told someone that I want to rule the world with a velvet fist. You know I'm giddy when I quote myself.I had old school pizza in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113411066858884849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113411066858884849&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113411066858884849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113411066858884849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/velvet-fist.html' title='Velvet Fist'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113410625342000822</id><published>2005-12-08T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T00:30:53.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LaughClown</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I'm back.It's been several weeks since I've blogged.My caps lock key is sticking.My former roommate called me a keyboard rapist.I didn't find it very amusing.Apparently normal people don't use the caps lock key as much as I do.I only use the SHIFT key for symbols, never for capital letters.I just jab the caps lock once, hit my letter, and then jab it again. Like second nature. As YoU mAY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113410625342000822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113410625342000822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113410625342000822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113410625342000822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/12/laughclown.html' title='LaughClown'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-113034957829772211</id><published>2005-10-26T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:59:38.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Stupid Mantis</title><summary type='text'>So I'm prepping the cows to be milked.You can't just milk a cow. Teats get dirty you know.We don't pasteurize the milk, sanitation is of the utmost.I have to separate the cow to be milked, spray it with a mild detergent, hose it down, scrub the teatsm dry the teats...So I'm prepping the cow to be milked, and I see a praying mantis.I'm all photobrained lately, so I scoop it up in one of the blue </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/113034957829772211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=113034957829772211&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113034957829772211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/113034957829772211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-stupid-mantis.html' title='My Stupid Mantis'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112977654314907353</id><published>2005-10-19T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:51:23.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Idea Man</title><summary type='text'>I've always been into the idea of a Renaissance Man. As the consummate answer to the double consciousness, my mother very aptly coupled our lesson of the Italian Renaissance with lessons on the Harlem Renaissance. As a result, I've always had it in my mind somewhere that as a black man, it's my responsibility to also be a Renaissance Man. In fact, I get a mental image of da Vinci chipping away at</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hillcityparable.com/chains.mp3' title='Idea Man'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112977654314907353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112977654314907353&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112977654314907353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112977654314907353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/idea-man.html' title='Idea Man'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112958246664945492</id><published>2005-10-17T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:54:26.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relevant TV</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so maybe I'm a little bitter.Almost exactly a year ago, I sent Relevant an email telling them how awesome it would be for them to have a section of the website devoted to short films and other videos for people to watch and discuss. They replied with a kind email stating that such content was hard to manage and inconsistent with Relevant's priorities as a company.Today, Relevant TV </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112958246664945492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112958246664945492&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112958246664945492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112958246664945492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/relevant-tv.html' title='Relevant TV'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112950926619885390</id><published>2005-10-16T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:34:26.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing in LA/ Shooting in NYC</title><summary type='text'>** This is a dupe post from my myspace.com page.So for those of you who don't know, I'm moving to L.A. next summer to write.The plan is to take a reputable month-long acclimation/refresher course (which happens to be Christian in orientation) and then to try to get some film and tv assignments. The program I'm applying to is well known for helping good writers find work after they complete the </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/hillcity' title='Writing in LA/ Shooting in NYC'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112950926619885390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112950926619885390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112950926619885390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112950926619885390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/writing-in-la-shooting-in-nyc.html' title='Writing in LA/ Shooting in NYC'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112895328066488590</id><published>2005-10-10T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T15:30:00.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C.S. Lewis must have lied.</title><summary type='text'>I know that most of C.S. Lewis' little books are supposed to be bite-sized and easily digestible. I can't even write that and believe it, because they most commonly are neither of those. The Perelandra series has taken me 3 years to read, The Great Divorce took me 2 years to read, I'm still in Abolition and only pages through Pain, and in the case of Hideous and the ENTIRE Narnia series, I </summary><link rel='related' href='http://furtherup.blogspot.com' title='C.S. Lewis must have lied.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112895328066488590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112895328066488590&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112895328066488590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112895328066488590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/cs-lewis-must-have-lied.html' title='C.S. Lewis must have lied.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112846858719926171</id><published>2005-10-04T18:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:13:56.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to thank Jason...</title><summary type='text'>So I see everything. EVERYTHING.As my sister, who's not Jewish, says: "It's a thing with me."So that's my thing. I see everything.Seeing everything is like...well, it's like seeing everything. How do you know what's of note, and what's just this month's flavor?When does wisdom part ways with apathy?And so there it is. I'd heard of ActOne. I'd known about them for about 6 or 7 years (I think that </summary><link rel='related' href='http://leftcheek.blogspot.com' title='I&apos;d like to thank Jason...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112846858719926171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112846858719926171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112846858719926171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112846858719926171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/id-like-to-thank-jason.html' title='I&apos;d like to thank Jason...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112832321384931433</id><published>2005-10-03T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T03:06:53.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool....</title><summary type='text'>This is cool.This is cooler. (scroll to the bottom)This week has been very flattering for me.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.relevantmagazine.com/pc_article.php?id=7035' title='Cool....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112832321384931433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112832321384931433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112832321384931433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112832321384931433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/cool.html' title='Cool....'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112819522334566921</id><published>2005-10-01T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:09:45.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kilgore, TX</title><summary type='text'>AaaaaaaghhhhI'm BLUSHING.What the HECK??I got back last night from an adventure in east texas. My mom bought a walk-in cooler/freezer on ebay and sent my brother, my dad, this kid named eric and me to take it down and bring it home. It was like an indie-chuck-e-cheese's like showbiz or Razzmatazz. They were going out of business, so they were sellign everything. It was so far away (7 hrs) and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112819522334566921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112819522334566921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112819522334566921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112819522334566921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/10/kilgore-tx.html' title='Kilgore, TX'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112414027080634512</id><published>2005-08-15T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T17:11:10.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I live!</title><summary type='text'>Famiglia....I've pretty much been out of touch....Everything's well. I'm just busy with life...There's a long-distance lady now, and I've (gladly) diverted a lot of my energy there.On the ranch, I'm milking more cows every morning and trying my best to buckle down on this documentary so that I can have a better shooting system by the time the kids come and school starts in Sept.For all you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112414027080634512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112414027080634512&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112414027080634512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112414027080634512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-live.html' title='I live!'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-112010081777076006</id><published>2005-06-29T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T23:06:57.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Review is Up!</title><summary type='text'>My review is up at Relevant. Hurry Faaaaaaaaast...it'll only be there for a bit.enjoy!So read my junk here.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.relevantmagazine.com/article.php?sid=6727' title='My Review is Up!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/112010081777076006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=112010081777076006&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112010081777076006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/112010081777076006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-review-is-up.html' title='My Review is Up!'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111936487226113169</id><published>2005-06-21T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:41:12.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you like...</title><summary type='text'>Look at the monstrosity in the first link.What? If I like Cosby, then I'll like....I can't even say it.There. I blogged.i'll be back soon.peace.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.tv.com/cosby/show/530/episode_guide.html' title='If you like...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111936487226113169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111936487226113169&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111936487226113169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111936487226113169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-you-like.html' title='If you like...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111767155478537798</id><published>2005-06-01T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:22:42.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heck Yes.</title><summary type='text'>It's O-fish-ull.I'm a movie reviewer with RelvantMagazine.com My first review will be Robert Rodriguez's Shark Boy and Lava Girl.300,000 monthly readers. I'm excited. I'm really after the byline!I get to mention my website.And THAT'S the dopeness.My website photo gallery is also getting some great responses.Thanks for all the love. I'm inspired to go out and take more pics.I've also posted my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111767155478537798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111767155478537798&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111767155478537798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111767155478537798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/06/heck-yes.html' title='Heck Yes.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111746166192612061</id><published>2005-05-30T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:01:01.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Images...</title><summary type='text'>Hey there, darlings.I've just added a PHOTO GALLERY to HillCityParable.comCzech it out; Cheque-Check it out!There's no feedback box, but I'd love to hear some.Enjoy!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hillcityparable.com' title='Moving Images...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111746166192612061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111746166192612061&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111746166192612061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111746166192612061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/moving-images.html' title='Moving Images...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111647807508314677</id><published>2005-05-18T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T01:30:25.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me to another place....</title><summary type='text'>I heard Arrested Development's "Tennessee" and it took me waaaaay back down memory lane. It took me to Princeton, NJ...ten years old...a hot-orange tanktop...a high-top (no fade)...stone-washed-two-toned denim shorts, and a freakin slap bracelet.Miiiister Weeeeendeeeeelllll......Okay...so...Myspace.Yeah, Jas, Myspace is about as skanky as they come...no wait...that's blackplanet....Here's the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111647807508314677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111647807508314677&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111647807508314677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111647807508314677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/take-me-to-another-place.html' title='Take me to another place....'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111636087811646112</id><published>2005-05-17T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:14:38.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Wicked...</title><summary type='text'>Check out my myspace blog. The Crash review is there too...And so is the Gay Rainbow post. As well as the 3 Eves video. And Christine, you'll never believe who dropped by.And you can see my stupid pictures....And...my complicated list of interests...Incidentally, the guy who wound up doing the Crash review for relevant TRASHED the movie, and was consequently throttled by the readers in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111636087811646112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111636087811646112&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111636087811646112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111636087811646112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/something-wicked.html' title='Something Wicked...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111600637720433370</id><published>2005-05-13T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T13:46:17.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><summary type='text'>Hey Adam,I like your writing style and the voice that you carry, however, there wasa "Crash" review already turned into me. I need to get you on our list of moviereviewers ... So, Cced to this email is Matt Wiggins who is the onlineeditor for movie reviews. Thanks for sending it our way.Best,won Managing EditorRelevant Magazine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111600637720433370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111600637720433370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111600637720433370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111600637720433370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111594373328784804</id><published>2005-05-12T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:22:13.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my blog...</title><summary type='text'>...there are many like it, but this one is MINE!So if I want to talk about my underwear, that's precisely what I will do.Ladies and gentleman, after a TEN YEAR hiatus, I am back in thr "briefs camp".I know this may come as a shock to many, but I cannot continue to live my life under false pretenses.Anyone who's been keeping an eye on my laundry should have seen it coming miles away.I've been into</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111594373328784804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111594373328784804&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111594373328784804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111594373328784804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-my-blog.html' title='This is my blog...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111574345748661080</id><published>2005-05-10T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:44:58.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Applying Jesus like makeup.</title><summary type='text'>blogger needs to let me display video here. How uncool.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111574345748661080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111574345748661080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111574345748661080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111574345748661080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/applying-jesus-like-makeup.html' title='Applying Jesus like makeup.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111558636419510876</id><published>2005-05-08T16:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:06:04.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes...</title><summary type='text'>Despite the rumors you may have heard, I am not, nor have I ever been, married.But I AM Back!My first order of business has been to spend time with my lovely wireless internet connection.One doesn't know what one will miss when one is away, does one?I did a lot of writing and thinking while I was away.Lot's of inner battles and interesting dreams.It's Mother's Day.While I was gone, I rented about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111558636419510876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111558636419510876&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111558636419510876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111558636419510876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/diamonds-on-soles-of-her-shoes_08.html' title='Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111558340374677628</id><published>2005-05-08T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T16:16:43.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes...</title><summary type='text'>I'm married!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111558340374677628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111558340374677628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111558340374677628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111558340374677628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/05/diamonds-on-soles-of-her-shoes.html' title='Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111379765435765676</id><published>2005-04-18T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:14:14.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving...</title><summary type='text'>Just a few more days--less than a week-- before I'm outta here for Florida, and then Georgia. I love these little trips. They really shake me up and clean out my brain. Something about the change of scenery does it for me. If anyone's going to be in the area, then maybe we could get coffee or a boo-ree-toe..."Welcome to Moes!"I'll be gone from the ranch for like...10 days...no 12. 23-27th in Fla,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111379765435765676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111379765435765676&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111379765435765676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111379765435765676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/leaving.html' title='Leaving...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111340602554548873</id><published>2005-04-13T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T12:41:39.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy.</title><summary type='text'>Okay motards. Here's the DEAL. If you are STILL using Internet Explorer you will have to wait until the ENITRE video downloads to view it. Got it? Otherwise it will look like the file is missing or the link isn't working. I guarantee that it is NOT. I mean, it IS...not-broken, I mean... anyhow that's important. The best thing to do would be to right-click and download the videos to your desktop, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111340602554548873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111340602554548873&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111340602554548873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111340602554548873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/enjoy.html' title='Enjoy.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111326687960192843</id><published>2005-04-11T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:47:59.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Timi</title><summary type='text'>Takia Allen, or Timi as we know her form USSCLUELESS.NET, went to the hospital yet AGAIN a few days ago. I haven't heard from her since she got there, but the last thing I did hear is that she needs a blood transfusion. This is not a joke. Our little tiff WAS a joke...a late April fools gag on all of you who actually thought that we were beefing about my beard. But Timi is really in the hospital </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111326687960192843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111326687960192843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111326687960192843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111326687960192843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/pray-for-timi.html' title='Pray for Timi'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111326620887392174</id><published>2005-04-11T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:36:48.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fralt Water Spring</title><summary type='text'>Guys, help. I'm caca-mouthing more and more."Bastard" is my favorite exclamation (when losing at chess to my younger brothers)and today, I threatened Christine that if she didn't give thanks to God for her gift of writing, I wouldquote: punch her in her fucking eye : end quote. But I don't feel bad about it. The only thing that bothers me is the whole deal about freshwater and saltwater coming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111326620887392174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111326620887392174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111326620887392174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111326620887392174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/fralt-water-spring_11.html' title='Fralt Water Spring'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111285300382008105</id><published>2005-04-07T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T01:56:10.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as I Suspected</title><summary type='text'>"The only place where success comes before            work is in a dictionary." - Vidal SassoonSometimes I browse profiles online, or read away messages on my buddylist. I can't help buyt noticing that many profles and away messages contain quotes and sayings and proverbs. Call me arrogant, but it always interests me when certain people use certain quotes. Some quotes don't fit the person citing </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.goodquotes.com' title='Just as I Suspected'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111285300382008105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111285300382008105&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111285300382008105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111285300382008105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-as-i-suspected.html' title='Just as I Suspected'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111272852045856675</id><published>2005-04-05T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:28:44.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace and Pokie</title><summary type='text'> Two new puppies joined the ranch today.Grace is the brown one.Pokie is the black and white one.They've only been here for a few hours and they've already decided that under my table is the the best sleeping spot.They were cute when I started this post, but Pokie just peed.And....now they're alseep again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111272852045856675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111272852045856675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111272852045856675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111272852045856675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/grace-and-pokie.html' title='Grace and Pokie'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111267385600113063</id><published>2005-04-04T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T00:04:16.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fat. This is a gross post.</title><summary type='text'>Yo, it's not even funny...this "eggs everyday" and the "miracle of coconut oil" diet my family is on has taken it's toll on me.I'm FAT.FAT. Like jiggles.I'm shocked more and more each day when I spend my mirror time at what my body is looking like.God forbid that I go to the waterpark.Little boys might lust.It's gross.And no ammount of sensible excercise works!I've been walking about 3 miles a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111267385600113063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111267385600113063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111267385600113063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111267385600113063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-fat-this-is-gross-post.html' title='I&apos;m Fat. This is a gross post.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111264047516247901</id><published>2005-04-04T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T15:17:51.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Delaware is for stupid people.</title><summary type='text'>Timi and I aren't friends anymore. We were talking last night, and out of nowhere, we got into a stupid fight about whether to blame Martin Lawrence or Will Smith for the demise of black family entertainment. I promise you, it was so stupid. I'm trying to be civil about this because we're both mature Christians...but we made it quite clear to one another that we were mutally fed-up. I blame </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111264047516247901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111264047516247901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111264047516247901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111264047516247901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/delaware-is-for-stupid-people.html' title='Delaware is for stupid people.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111246714956485564</id><published>2005-04-02T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T13:53:13.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters, BACK UP.</title><summary type='text'>  I like my beard and my beard likes me. This week has been REPLETE with hate-criminals flailing their tongues at my poor innocent beard. I won't have it any longer."Um, it was more balanced when you had long hair...""You look like someone's grandfather...""You look MEAN!""If you can braid it, it's time to cut it.""Dude, you look so oooolllld! Young-ify yourself again...""It makes you look fatter</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111246714956485564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111246714956485564&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111246714956485564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111246714956485564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/04/haters-back-up.html' title='Haters, BACK UP.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111233027789563286</id><published>2005-03-31T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:37:57.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Script</title><summary type='text'>Enjoy. Feedback is a must.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.hillcityparable.com/narciso.pdf' title='My Script'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111233027789563286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111233027789563286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111233027789563286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111233027789563286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-script.html' title='My Script'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111232512620902367</id><published>2005-03-31T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:12:06.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grooooooowl....</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wake up, and I just want to ROAR like Aslan.What a few couple of days. The internet is supposed to be a toy.I don't like it when it becomes more than that--whether it becomes a component in my downfall, or a battle ground on which God hands me a sword and sends me out to hack away...Well anyhow, being online has become a chore, but in a good way. I remember when 2:00 AM would see me </summary><link rel='related' href='http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=6165360000&amp;rd=1&amp;sspagename=STRK%3AMEWN%3AIT&amp;rd=1' title='Grooooooowl....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111232512620902367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111232512620902367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111232512620902367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111232512620902367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/grooooooowl.html' title='Grooooooowl....'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111206538868133639</id><published>2005-03-28T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:03:08.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazis...</title><summary type='text'>My grandmother has been targeted by real-life Nazis because of her book about racism being a mental illness...I can't say more, because I found the link through google, and I'm sure that some of you reading this now found MY page the same way. If you want more info and a direct link to the evidence, email me. Of course, I'd have to verify first that you're not a Nazi, and that you'll abide by a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111206538868133639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111206538868133639&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111206538868133639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111206538868133639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/nazis.html' title='Nazis...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111204989599504124</id><published>2005-03-28T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:44:55.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm right...</title><summary type='text'>Right now, I'm so right.Righteous, for sure.Anyone who knows me knows that it's not my own will that has brought this about...But I feel so connected...and so right.Miles and miles and miles away, I am right where I need to be, living successful at living.In communion with a Patient and Loving Savior (who doesn't have to be)And a part of such happening...But this is Seguin!Seguin is the MIDDLE of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111204989599504124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111204989599504124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111204989599504124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111204989599504124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-right.html' title='I&apos;m right...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111177367950309059</id><published>2005-03-25T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T13:01:19.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace</title><summary type='text'>I suck. I haven't been faithful to blogger.I've actually been checking out Myspace.comI wouldn't recommend it. It's an obsession.It won't last long.Anyhow.The movie is moving!I've had several meetings with my actors, and I'm just at the point where I have to figure out which scene to shoot first.Like an idiot, I was of the mindset that I would organize the whole movie, and then shoot in a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://profiles.myspace.com/users/15013205' title='MySpace'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111177367950309059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111177367950309059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111177367950309059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111177367950309059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/myspace.html' title='MySpace'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111108549795362528</id><published>2005-03-17T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:51:37.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night...</title><summary type='text'>This time, I dreamt that I was hired as a cameraman for a documentary about young African intellectuals. There was a huge summit in Kenya, and all these hot-to-trot revolutionary stundents from all over the continent met to discuss international issues. At it's core, it was a good thing, but if you're at all familiar with "third-world" education and ethics and the American pollution of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111108549795362528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111108549795362528&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111108549795362528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111108549795362528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-night.html' title='Last Night...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111101024587530667</id><published>2005-03-16T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T16:57:25.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It stopped raining...</title><summary type='text'>So I'm going for a walk.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111101024587530667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111101024587530667&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111101024587530667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111101024587530667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-stopped-raining.html' title='It stopped raining...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111090622469356015</id><published>2005-03-15T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:03:44.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wifey</title><summary type='text'>Third dream in  a row where I'm either married or getting married.It's craziness...Last night it was someone who I've dreamt about before, but in reality, the liklihood of the two of us getting together is slim, and the reality of it would just be plain awkward. She's a friend's ex. Yikes. And my relationship with that friend is a sporadic one. We have one of thise deep, "check-in once a year" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111090622469356015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111090622469356015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111090622469356015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111090622469356015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/wifey.html' title='Wifey'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111034572694875931</id><published>2005-03-08T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:22:06.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit on my knee...</title><summary type='text'>Uncle Adam will show you how to read a movie...God found me again while I was watching HITCH.We don't have time now to talk about how mcuh I dislike Will Smith, and what a blow to my puff-gut it was to have God speak to me through the film...**WARNING POTENTIAL SPOILERS AHEAD**The first light went off with the very RANDOM appearance by Mike Rapaport as Hitch's best friend.A best friend is always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111034572694875931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111034572694875931&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111034572694875931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111034572694875931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/sit-on-my-knee.html' title='Sit on my knee...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111034246291674788</id><published>2005-03-08T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:45:54.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Day in Hell...</title><summary type='text'>God, I hope I don't have to eat my words...But somebody, please kick me there if I ever spend $120.00 for 6 pair of boxers.http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;category=11508&amp;item=3961702137&amp;rd=1I got that from Christine's blog.I mean seriously, I thought it was an auction for like 6 PALLETES of boxers...And they're OPENED!Jeeeeeeesuuuuusss....Show me the error of MY ways...May I never </summary><link rel='related' href='http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;category=11508&amp;item=3961702137&amp;rd=1' title='Cold Day in Hell...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111034246291674788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111034246291674788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111034246291674788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111034246291674788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/cold-day-in-hell.html' title='Cold Day in Hell...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111032190252257847</id><published>2005-03-08T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T17:45:02.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man Has a Jones...</title><summary type='text'>Peep the link in the title.Give me ideas and I'll share the credit with you.And 1% of all prizes awarded.Just pray that it's not for a pair of boxers.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/browse/-/13609741/ref=amb_right-1_182861_2/102-0470503-5820932' title='The Man Has a Jones...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111032190252257847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111032190252257847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111032190252257847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111032190252257847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/man-has-jones.html' title='The Man Has a Jones...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111023290360349873</id><published>2005-03-07T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T17:01:43.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't care less...</title><summary type='text'>...about dudes...Man, it's rough. I think I've got an all-female reading audience.I've made several attempts to look around and search out some homeBOYS,or any interesting cats who might share the viz.Alas, I just get bored. I start reading someone's page and I'm like*YAAAAAAAAAAWN*God forgive me...I guess I just like the ladies...It used to be like that in my walking-around personal life too, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111023290360349873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111023290360349873&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111023290360349873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111023290360349873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-couldnt-care-less_07.html' title='I couldn&apos;t care less...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-111001408689866060</id><published>2005-03-05T04:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T04:14:46.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><summary type='text'>I promise I had something amazing to blog about.Unfortunately, I'm so multitasking that by the time I got back to this window,I'd forgotten.I had bluebell ice cream today.That's news.Today is also my birthday. But the news was so much better than that..I shaved today too...I finally cracked my back today after feelin discomfort for three days...that's great news, but not what i wanted to blog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/111001408689866060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=111001408689866060&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111001408689866060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/111001408689866060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110990541210133270</id><published>2005-03-03T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:03:32.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoopsie Daisy</title><summary type='text'>For anyone who has recently tried to view the films on my website hillcityparable.com, three of the VERY BEST ONES have been down for quite a while. (unbeknownst to me!)Drown, Pretty/Ugly and the RockSoul Entertainment Press Kit.All is well again in Hill City. Download to your heart's content.Peace! | http://www.hillcityparable.com |</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110990541210133270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110990541210133270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110990541210133270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110990541210133270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/whoopsie-daisy.html' title='Whoopsie Daisy'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110982838780812380</id><published>2005-03-03T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T01:01:09.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's gonna be a writer.</title><summary type='text'>Back from a week of work.Not the exciting kind of work with the cameras and lights and actors...The grunt work of renovating a building and packing boxes with books and slapping joint compound on drywall...The Cadillac contest results are in, and GUESS WHAT?!!~!I didn't even make FINALIST!Ha!LOLIt's funny because I was glued to that website like crack waiting for the results...And when they came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110982838780812380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110982838780812380&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110982838780812380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110982838780812380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/03/daddys-gonna-be-writer.html' title='Daddy&apos;s gonna be a writer.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110896818355942280</id><published>2005-02-21T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T11:32:09.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabrielle's Sins</title><summary type='text'>So this is a Khristi-esque post...it actually began life as a response to someone else's blog. Gabi was posting about SIN, and to sum it all up, she gave the good hard truth about the consequence of sin...But as usual, I'm exhuming the corpse to figure out if it didn't really die of a broken heart after all...Sin.Ah, the tug...The darkness...Sin is so elusive. You're sinning right now. Grace is </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.stylesque.com/verbatim' title='Gabrielle&apos;s Sins'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110896818355942280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110896818355942280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110896818355942280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110896818355942280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/gabrielles-sins.html' title='Gabrielle&apos;s Sins'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110861024879293703</id><published>2005-02-16T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:17:28.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadillac</title><summary type='text'>I just submitted my film for the Cadillac 5 SECOND (That's right...FIVE SECONDS)I've watched it about 3OO times.I wish I could show you guys, but it'd be a breach of contest rules.As soon as I can, I'll post it. It's great.It's classic. And I'm not tooting my own horn.And I guess we'll just have to wait.Peep this:A maximum of 3,000 entries will be accepted.Grand Prize is a $55,000 CadillacThere's</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cadillacunder5.com' title='Cadillac'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110861024879293703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110861024879293703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110861024879293703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110861024879293703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/cadillac.html' title='Cadillac'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110837293762308269</id><published>2005-02-14T04:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T04:22:17.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Privilege</title><summary type='text'>Love is one. I feel like it's an honor to Love someone.When Love is in your eyes,When Love compels you,You're real.To Love is an invigorating privilege.And when you obey the unignorable near-maddening drive to Give Love,receiving It takes care of Iteself.I can't help it.Literally.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110837293762308269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110837293762308269&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110837293762308269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110837293762308269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/privilege.html' title='Privilege'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110836994475404169</id><published>2005-02-14T02:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T03:32:24.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boooks...</title><summary type='text'>Hey Janet! There's DONUTS in the conference room!Okay! With that out of the way....What's everyone reading?The Bible counts, but you have to tell me what other books you've been into recently.As for me:1-2 SamuelThe Idiot by Dostoevsky (yeah, I've been reading it since November and I just hit "part two")The Infidel (a novel about hymnist John Newton) - this one happens to be really disappointing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110836994475404169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110836994475404169&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110836994475404169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110836994475404169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/boooks.html' title='Boooks...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110828537521854646</id><published>2005-02-13T03:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T04:11:48.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Images</title><summary type='text'>Oh!Gabi asked me what I do.Good question. I call myself a 'digital filmmaker'.I do however have dueling passions/obesessions with photography and music.My goal is to make images that inspire and disturb.Images that move.I also found myself throat-deep in the whole performance poetry scene.It takes a lot out of you though.Plus, I get bored reciting the same 5 or 6 pieces over and over and over...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110828537521854646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110828537521854646&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110828537521854646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110828537521854646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/moving-images.html' title='Moving Images'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110822606895255340</id><published>2005-02-12T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T11:36:55.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm Gonna Miss Everybody...</title><summary type='text'>Bone Bone Bone Bone...Bone..Bone..Bone...Bone!Now tell me waaaaatcha gonna do whenthereain'tnowhereto hiiiiideWhen judgment comes from (cuz it's just gonna come!)Wow. Memories, right?What a great song.I just got off the phone with Jessica. Once again, I'm revved up to write and get things under weigh.I've also just initiated a web forum for hillcityparable.com.It's for the express purpose of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110822606895255340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110822606895255340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110822606895255340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110822606895255340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/and-im-gonna-miss-everybody.html' title='And I&apos;m Gonna Miss Everybody...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110782000040596714</id><published>2005-02-07T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:46:40.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>King of the Wild Frontier Part Deux</title><summary type='text'>Just wanted to let you know that after a 36-hour saltwater, garlic and vinegar brine and a 7-hour slow-roast, the coon was ready to be eaten. Unfortunately,  I had the beginnings of this fever when I tasted it, so I'm not a worthy authority on the subject. It was really tender, and tasted like beef to me. Everyone else said it was great...then again, there really wasn't much to go around. Peter, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110782000040596714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110782000040596714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110782000040596714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110782000040596714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/king-of-wild-frontier-part-deux.html' title='King of the Wild Frontier Part Deux'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110776419246439776</id><published>2005-02-07T02:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T03:16:32.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ololade</title><summary type='text'>Everyone thinks I'm crazy for chasing Lola. Most of you don't even know who she is because I haven't really said much about her here.Well to make a long story short and impersonal, Ololade (Lola) is a girl with whom I had a very emotional relationship when I was younger. I met her (online!) when I was like 15, and I swore that there was nothing more perfect than Lola. As I've recently looked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110776419246439776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110776419246439776&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110776419246439776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110776419246439776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/ololade.html' title='Ololade'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110746578280234392</id><published>2005-02-03T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T16:37:11.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger Will Robinson...</title><summary type='text'>Whoa, Nelly!I've gone wheat CRAZY! I bought whole-wheat bread, tortillas, two types of pasta, shredded wheat cereal, and a host of unrefined sugars and honeys and other sweet things...this thing might backfire on me!(speaking of Nelly, I fell victim to "Tip Drill" last night. Jesus, help me!)TV really is ugly...not in the amazing way that Jesus was ugly...TV is just plain UGLY.It's so ugly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110746578280234392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110746578280234392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110746578280234392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110746578280234392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/danger-will-robinson.html' title='Danger Will Robinson...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110740401772865680</id><published>2005-02-02T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:13:37.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>King of the Wild Frontier</title><summary type='text'>What a walk-through-and-touch world we're in, right?I hate Perier. Why can't I remember that before I drink it?I killed a racoon today...Prepare yourself for a gruesome tale:In Texas "'Coons is good eatin' "and Doug, a guy who got hired and fired before I ever came to the ranch left a brand new 50 dollar coon trap in the shed. Coons and sheds and ranches. Oooh Weee! Anyway, I'm the east coast </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110740401772865680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110740401772865680&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110740401772865680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110740401772865680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/king-of-wild-frontier.html' title='King of the Wild Frontier'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110736081605182438</id><published>2005-02-02T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T11:13:36.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Laptop</title><summary type='text'>Okay...I'm just feeling the waters...I really want a little Apple iBook.As it is, I'm using my dad's laptop, and the desktop at home whenever I get a chance.This is not a need. I already have a bangin apple powermac g5 that I use for all my powerhouse editing and graphics. As far as the iBook, I WANT one for convenience. Realistically, it would be used for writing scripts and internet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110736081605182438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110736081605182438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110736081605182438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110736081605182438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/free-laptop.html' title='Free Laptop'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110727653316987044</id><published>2005-02-01T11:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T11:48:53.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goopey Ball</title><summary type='text'>Today is Feb Oh-one-Oh-five.Today marks the beginning of my 28-day experiment to cut out refined sugar and white flour from my diet. You'd be surprised what that eliminates. I have to make my own raisin bran now. This is serious. No Ketchup, 100% fruit juice only, no LOVELY HOMESTYLE TEXAS TORTILLAS!!! I've been off of sodas for a while, but now this even slims down the lineup on juice, wine, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110727653316987044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110727653316987044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110727653316987044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110727653316987044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/02/goopey-ball.html' title='Goopey Ball'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110711066856688458</id><published>2005-01-30T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:46:08.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful</title><summary type='text'>"Wonderful" is a great word.I can't wait to put it in a film title.Anyway, I feel great today.You guys really ought to try worshipping on a non-sunday...It makes Sunday such a stress-free day to have personal worship.It's like everything you do or don't do means that much more because it's not forced.When Church isn't on Sunday, reading your Bible doesn't feel forced...I'm speaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110711066856688458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110711066856688458&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110711066856688458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110711066856688458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/wonderful.html' title='Wonderful'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110676362459571677</id><published>2005-01-26T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T14:07:53.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, so Ugly</title><summary type='text'>First of all, I'm ridiculously confident that God will surpise me by Joy. I feel it, and I'm sending myself loony trying to anticipate it...Unfortunately, the wretch inside won't die.And this wretch inside pretends to be a friend...but great friends put their lives at steak for a friend...So he can't be a friend since he's unhappy to end...Big smile eating/I'm a Big Child beatingon a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110676362459571677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110676362459571677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110676362459571677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110676362459571677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-so-ugly.html' title='Oh, so Ugly'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110655714892211678</id><published>2005-01-24T03:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T03:59:08.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skunk in the barnyard...</title><summary type='text'>Aww, See??Plaid pants worn in rants/ ants had a funny stance/lanced wounds/spituned for two funny days in June/speaking of/ what's a glove mean/ when she wore it in my dream?/This illusionist's disillusion is drivingmedrivingmesendingmewithconfirmationofdelivery...positively...The bad word.Speaking OF....Cow shitCow shitCow shitUntil I start to bloom and bust out beefsteak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110655714892211678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110655714892211678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110655714892211678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110655714892211678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/skunk-in-barnyard.html' title='Skunk in the barnyard...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110627028795075308</id><published>2005-01-20T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:18:07.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She blesses me...</title><summary type='text'>May I live upon Thy smiles...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110627028795075308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110627028795075308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110627028795075308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110627028795075308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/she-blesses-me.html' title='She blesses me...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110626991394615459</id><published>2005-01-20T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T20:11:53.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Passions</title><summary type='text'>My passions.My passions.I just have to say it a few times. I feel old. I'm 21.I feel so old and so used and so broken and so disobedient.It's so grey.I love so hard; I can't let go.Tattooed to the underside of my eyelids...The underside...I'm infected by his love. I want to hate her and let her go.I want this jealousy to NOT make me pray for her.I want this jealousy to make me cut her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110626991394615459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110626991394615459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110626991394615459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110626991394615459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-passions.html' title='My Passions'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110625300615199702</id><published>2005-01-20T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T15:30:06.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short and Stout.</title><summary type='text'>I'm a cloaca.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110625300615199702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110625300615199702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110625300615199702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110625300615199702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/short-and-stout.html' title='Short and Stout.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110581230910233259</id><published>2005-01-15T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T13:05:09.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong.</title><summary type='text'>God is still jealous...We miss his purpose in the scriptures. It's so funny how we tuck certain verses away and assume that we understand him. What's the first commandment?No Gods before me.Why is it first? So that after we eff up again, it won't be hard to find.God is even jealous of the HILLS. This is one of the most MISUNDERSTOOD and MISQUOTED scripture in the Bible. Can you tell how </summary><link rel='related' href='http://biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm%20121;&amp;version=65;' title='Wrong.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110581230910233259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110581230910233259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110581230910233259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110581230910233259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/wrong.html' title='Wrong.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110581151559390723</id><published>2005-01-15T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T12:51:55.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>See, Ms. Adams...</title><summary type='text'>I think it keeps us on our feet.The ultimate game, I suppose.Back when I was so enthralled with Pop Christian Culture, (in other words, when I was on like book 6 of the Left Behind Series), this interesting techie character named David Hassid would send out these encoded messages of the gospel. Of course the focus wasn't on the gospel, but on the encoding technique: it was a code that had like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110581151559390723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110581151559390723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110581151559390723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110581151559390723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/see-ms-adams.html' title='See, Ms. Adams...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110559717424871394</id><published>2005-01-13T01:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:19:34.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parts of me...</title><summary type='text'>...covertly rebel.--Romans 7 (Message)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110559717424871394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110559717424871394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110559717424871394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110559717424871394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/parts-of-me.html' title='Parts of me...'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110557828498055810</id><published>2005-01-12T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:04:44.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tithe</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it feels like I'm tithing to the world...as if MY struggle is to make sure that the WORLD gets its 10%.Anytime I have money, it's blown on video gear of some sort, or books.I'm always buying books these days...and music. And blank DVDs.In other words, everything I do, all that I'm devoted to is of God.(What, ultimately, ISN'T of God?)Anyhow...God automatically gets the 90%...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110557828498055810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110557828498055810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110557828498055810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110557828498055810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-tithe.html' title='My Tithe'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110529605031031345</id><published>2005-01-09T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T19:04:47.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I reckon....</title><summary type='text'>That in the end, this life of mine will be a splendid euphoric symphony.It's just that I can harldy hear for the basses and bassoons and french horns and timpanis right now. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110529605031031345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110529605031031345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529605031031345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529605031031345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-reckon.html' title='I reckon....'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110529537972887486</id><published>2005-01-09T13:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T13:29:39.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Use For Me</title><summary type='text'>Jesus Christ is on a roll/He controls the souls/ from the boroughs/To the grassy knolls/My past, he knows/ I flash my GOLD/but I still get smashed/ like a plaster mold/He's not impressed by the/cash I hold/I pushed a nice whip/but then I crashed the 'Rolls/I was dealt a nice hand/ but then I had to fold/I spit irrational/There's nothing left from the stash of the hash I sold.***</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110529537972887486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110529537972887486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529537972887486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529537972887486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-use-for-me.html' title='No Use For Me'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110529489820354873</id><published>2005-01-09T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T13:21:38.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Fucking World</title><summary type='text'>They move so rhythmically that it can't be wrong.Can it?Can two move together so untrained and instinctively?We all sin the same, in harmony.We are two, tone deaf in a room, relishing our blasphemous tune.And one of us climaxes before the other, and our eyes finally catch their focusAnd you're not quite as ready for an encore as you thought you'd be.Now she's the whore, and you don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110529489820354873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110529489820354873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529489820354873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110529489820354873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-fucking-world.html' title='This Fucking World'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110499257309231586</id><published>2005-01-06T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T01:22:53.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The daisies and the roses.</title><summary type='text'>I took a wrong turn off of Farm road 466, and went the wrong way on Farm Road 1117.I went further south instead of north.Anyhow, it put me on this really cinematic route with a lot of ups and downs...High hills, and low dips.That's life, I guess, peaks and dips.God is everywhere. Even in asphalt.I'm so eager to live carelessly...I know that sounds crazy...but it's almost the only way I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110499257309231586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110499257309231586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110499257309231586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110499257309231586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2005/01/daisies-and-roses.html' title='The daisies and the roses.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110423435591785086</id><published>2004-12-28T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T06:45:55.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of Zion</title><summary type='text'>Can anybody hear me? Can anybody see me?I listened to the music she gave me last night.Not the she who has most recently given me music, but another she.And the music was amazing.I teared up when she said "Elohim Elohim Lama Sabachtani."I kind of feel that way.I guess that's allAsk for me tomorrow and you may find me a grave man.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110423435591785086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110423435591785086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110423435591785086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110423435591785086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/dreaming-of-zion.html' title='Dreaming of Zion'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110367174144042178</id><published>2004-12-21T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:29:01.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Blogging, Kid.</title><summary type='text'>Salud.Jesus, man...it's hard to see him, but he's always there.I'm on documentary detail, and it's hard to do when it's my family I'm documenting.73 degrees today. At least I SHOULDN'T be complaining...let's see if this works.(blogging by email)Peace.-- Be Reconciled.| hillcityparable.com |</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110367174144042178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110367174144042178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110367174144042178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110367174144042178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/remote-blogging-kid_21.html' title='Remote Blogging, Kid.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110367028638699194</id><published>2004-12-21T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:04:46.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Blogging, Kid.</title><summary type='text'>Trying this one more time. (again)Thanks for all the prayers...Still squinting for Jesus all day.Peace!P.S.Napoleon Dynamite comes out on DVD today.-- Be Reconciled.| hillcityparable.com |</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110367028638699194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110367028638699194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110367028638699194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110367028638699194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/remote-blogging-kid.html' title='Remote Blogging, Kid.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110322164422747955</id><published>2004-12-16T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T13:27:24.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It Must.</title><summary type='text'>When it's dark like this, Heaven and Hapiness shine brighter in my mind's eye.As dark as it is, there can no longer be any doubt that light exists. As a dark thing gets darker, we only notice that there was once a time when more light was with us.And by that realization we are forced to believe that light is with us now.1 Corinthians 10:13No temptation has seized you except what is common </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110322164422747955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110322164422747955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110322164422747955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110322164422747955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/it-must.html' title='It Must.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110299472149111847</id><published>2004-12-13T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T22:25:21.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritually</title><summary type='text'>groping for a ledge to stand on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110299472149111847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110299472149111847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110299472149111847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110299472149111847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/spiritually.html' title='Spiritually'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110280638009464011</id><published>2004-12-11T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T18:06:20.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for me.</title><summary type='text'>If you're reading this, pray for me now. I rarely ask for prayer because the unbelieving part of me is too scared to find out whether anyone really cares enough about me to pray. But now I'm desperate. I don't want to talk, I just really need some other people who know what it's like to feel a million miles away from destiny to pray for me. I love you all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110280638009464011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110280638009464011&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110280638009464011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110280638009464011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/pray-for-me.html' title='Pray for me.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110243801430773246</id><published>2004-12-07T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T15:38:58.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sheath</title><summary type='text'>If God is my maker, and my maker is my husband,then I am a wife.But I am a strumpet.I never let Him have his way.My legs stay closed.I don't bathe, I don't make a comfortable home.I don't host parties or invite the neighbors.And we haven't any children.I keep saying that I'm not ready.And God's a gentleman.He'll never force me to be intimate.Yet I can see by his smile that one day I'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110243801430773246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110243801430773246&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110243801430773246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110243801430773246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-sheath.html' title='My Sheath'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110243772854425302</id><published>2004-12-07T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:42:08.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taming of the Screw</title><summary type='text'>These notes in my throat don't understand themselves either.They're straining to match the song title on their label.One day when, like Dufflepuds, they cease their laborThey'll understand thay they are not the melody.And they'll find beauty in their accessory.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110243772854425302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110243772854425302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110243772854425302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110243772854425302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/taming-of-screw.html' title='Taming of the Screw'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110235402925661548</id><published>2004-12-06T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T12:27:09.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stevey's Boy</title><summary type='text'>Stevey just asked me to pray for a friend of his who's lost in the mountains of Peru with no food or water.Of course I'll pray, and I already have...but you know me. I can't help but feel the spiritual parallels.How many people do I know who are starving at mountaintops?What's God teaching us? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110235402925661548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110235402925661548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235402925661548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235402925661548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/steveys-boy.html' title='Stevey&apos;s Boy'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110235353373838893</id><published>2004-12-06T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T12:18:53.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AppleCare</title><summary type='text'>Got a brand new ipod back from Apple.I guess the one I sent in for service was worthless.Quickie FedEx service. Well worth the $47 policy.If you buy an ipod, get the AppleCare.Mine lasted a year of my torturous handling before it started to die...For what it is (a tiny harddrive with sensitive parts and firmware) it's a sturdy lil thang.That's all. Get the warranty. PEACE.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110235353373838893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110235353373838893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235353373838893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235353373838893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/applecare.html' title='AppleCare'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110235245269792895</id><published>2004-12-06T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T12:05:02.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MuteMath</title><summary type='text'>I love great music.I hate endorsing things. For some reason, I feel that the minute I beg you to expereience something is the minute that you're furthest away from doing so. Maybe it's residual disappointment from the days when I thought I was God. So far, MuteMath has delivered 100%. I have no qualms with their EP what-so-ever. They're amazing. The drums are CRAZY, the lyrics sound stolen from </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mutemath.com/' title='MuteMath'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110235245269792895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110235245269792895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235245269792895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110235245269792895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/mutemath.html' title='MuteMath'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4046452.post-110223251010635372</id><published>2004-12-05T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T02:42:17.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.</title><summary type='text'>I'm a little disappointed because as a part of my new tea craze, I bought some Earl Grey. For all the uninitiated, Earl Grey is the same tea that Capt. Jean Luc Picard orders from his replicator. Anyhow, I'm sippin on the captain's tea now, and it's not exactly the best tea I've tasted...it tastes vaguely like echinaccea and moth balls. I wonder what it's like iced....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/feeds/110223251010635372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4046452&amp;postID=110223251010635372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110223251010635372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4046452/posts/default/110223251010635372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irone.blogspot.com/2004/12/tea-earl-grey-hot.html' title='Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.'/><author><name>Puddleglum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00361253021933534196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.hillcityparable.com/icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
