<?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-5732802</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:48:27.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shortdog's going on's</title><subtitle type='html'>this i just something that i may like to tell people about my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-113529980728360532</id><published>2005-12-22T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T17:03:40.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>merry christ mas everybody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-113529980728360532?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/113529980728360532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=113529980728360532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/113529980728360532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/113529980728360532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-112251985031430032</id><published>2005-07-27T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:04:10.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love but no love</title><content type='html'>How is it every time I wanna put something on this damn thing it has something to do with some damn girl or lack of? Well my lastest problem is that how can you love someone that you can not love? This goes many ways for me right now. I have been in love with this one girl for over a yr now she has not known it until a week ago or so and I think she has strong feelings too but we can not even say because of someone else that she loves. This is very hard to put in words but I guess that's as far as I really need to say but I just don't understand why I let my self get this way. Everything she wants her man to do to her is what I want to do to her and I am not talking about sex. I know this maybe weird but I want to hold her kiss her tell her how pretty she is and all that stuff must guys do not do or atleast let anyone know about it. And I think that maybe why I feel so hard for this girl she wants what I want to give&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-112251985031430032?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/112251985031430032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=112251985031430032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/112251985031430032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/112251985031430032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-but-no-love.html' title='Love but no love'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-107411889686149583</id><published>2004-01-14T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T14:23:02.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things that need to be cleared up now</title><content type='html'>well i have not posted in a while but there are a few thing that i guess i need to tell thanks to someone named missy that signed my guest book.  well about the girl i keep talking about on this thing there is nothing there anymore due to the fact i keep pissing her off and not really knowing how and her old boyfriend came back to town on leave  from the navy and asked her to marry her. so now i am looking for someone new that knows what she wants from a guy.    i am still working at the ame job just started back to college this week and i hate it  well the classes i have to take right now.   i am also changing my major agin for the fifth time.   i hope it is the right one this time lol.   well that about it  and thank you missy and please email me i wanna know if you know any of my family in dayton.  73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-107411889686149583?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/107411889686149583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=107411889686149583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107411889686149583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107411889686149583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2004/01/some-things-that-need-to-be-cleared-up.html' title='some things that need to be cleared up now'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-107061371312937487</id><published>2003-12-05T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T00:42:33.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING DRUNK </title><content type='html'>Well as yall all know I have had only one thing on my mind..    And still only have one thing on my mind..  But I am trying to move on because I know I can not have what I want.   But that is ok I guess unless I can not have a friendship with the person that takes up all my time in my head.   And I guess the reason I am writing this tonight is because I have had a few drinks.   I have fucked up like I always do when I like someone more than friends because I say shit I should not say or things that just come out wrong I just do not want to lose her all together  I do want to be her friend even the I want more  but I can learn to be her friend  because I just want to see her happy and yes I do want to be happy my self but sometimes you do not get what you want.   And yes I do know you read this.....    And that is ok this is a place I put my feelings out  for everyone to read. I just hope we can atleast be friends again &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-107061371312937487?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/107061371312937487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=107061371312937487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107061371312937487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107061371312937487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/12/being-drunk.html' title='BEING DRUNK '/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-107023732138373862</id><published>2003-11-30T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T16:09:17.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ignore </title><content type='html'>There's been a lot on my mind the last few weeks. One of the things on my mind is how I can type things on here but can not type to someone I care about in the right words all I do is hurt that person I have been that way for a long time.  And another thing that's been on my mind is why when 2 people have feelings for each other more than friends why it can not happen.  I do not know the answers to my questions and no one probably does and I guess that is ok just something I guess one day I will find the answer to but for now until I find it. it will be the think on the top of my head. And I know now that the person I want to be with I will never be with the way I want to be.  But if I can not have that I wish we could just get past my bad words and become friends again all I can do is hope. And look at the stars and think of those days......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-107023732138373862?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/107023732138373862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=107023732138373862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107023732138373862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107023732138373862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/11/just-ignore.html' title='Just ignore '/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-107018179324216730</id><published>2003-11-30T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T00:43:48.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not much</title><content type='html'>well i am updating again i know dont do it much anymore but no one really wants to hear about my sad lil life.  just about the only thing i do is work school and think about someone at all times  thats all i have to say and maybe one day i will have some thing to really post 73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-107018179324216730?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/107018179324216730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=107018179324216730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107018179324216730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/107018179324216730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/11/not-much.html' title='not much'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106965525917959001</id><published>2003-11-23T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T22:28:08.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up </title><content type='html'>Well to catch everyone up on my life. I am still working at the same place and going to school. And about what yall all want to hear about is me and the girl I have been trying to go out with me. Well we are not doing too good right now it all started when I sent a text message to her about taking her out one night and that I would not take no for an answer to be ready for me when I get there and her mom got the message and will not let me talk to her which made me feel like she thought I was a stalker. Well be still talked after that until one day I sent her an email about a friend we both have and the way she was acting lately needless to say she has not talked to me in 2 weeks and for those of you that really know me I am not good at putting my thoughts down on paper or email same thing right. To go even deeper in to the story 2 days before all this shit happen I had bought her a birthday gift that was I named a star for her and wrote a poem to go with it. And yes I did still give it to her. Did she like it I do not really know have not talked to her to know even tho our friend that took it to her said she did but you know how it goes you have to hear it for your self for it to really get the feeling that she did like it. The really bad thing about it all is that I have very deep feelings for her and prob will for a very long time even tho I am trying to move on and try not to think about her as much and chase her like I did I still would like to be with her but I just do not see that happening anymore.. But I do still want to be atleast friends with her if I can or she will let me be.. everytime I think about moving on I tell my self the saying " I you love something let it go and if it comes back it was meant to be" well I hope the saying is right. But other than that life has been good and those of you I talk to on a regular basis I am sorry I have not been feeling like hanging out and talking and so on just give me time and I will be back to my normal self don't know when or how but I will be &lt;br /&gt;73's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106965525917959001?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106965525917959001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106965525917959001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106965525917959001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106965525917959001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/11/catching-up.html' title='Catching up '/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106510690750288075</id><published>2003-10-02T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T08:01:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Well it is Thursday morning and I just do not have too much to post.   But all I have done this week is school and work.   At work we did finish one school last night or as much as we could and now I will be going to another school today.  This weekend I plan on going to I guess kinda like a party but not sure what you would call it so those of you not on the radio would know what was going on so we will just call it a gathering for food, beer, and fun down at Galveston at a guys house right on the beach.   And then Saturday night I will prob do the same thing I do every Saturday night and go hang out with my friends at our lil spot we go.   Well that about all I have and I need to try to do some home work before I go to work  73's &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106510690750288075?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106510690750288075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106510690750288075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106510690750288075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106510690750288075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106480183832297210</id><published>2003-09-28T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T19:17:18.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A good weekend</title><content type='html'>My week ended not a  very good note last week because  got food poison on Friday. But felt a lot better Saturday..   So Saturday I went to a bike rally down in Galveston and saw a lot of nice bike there  and saw one I could ride being short like I am..  LOL      then Saturday night I went out to hang out with my friends like I always do when I got there no one was there but one person and I did not think I would see her " her meaning the one I was going to go on a date with" out there with out our friend there but every thing went good and we had fun playing around being goofy text messaging back and forth to each other on our phones sitting no more than 10 feet from each other.   Then after we all hung out we went to breakfast and I was me and here and 2 other friends which are married.   We finally left from eating about 3am that morning.  Then when I woke up Sunday Zachary was here so I played with him until my sister and brother in-law came to pick him up.  Then I went to another friends house to help him work on his radio set up did that for a few hours and then went home  to relax for a bit.. Then about I guess 6 pm today I went to eat dinner with 2 more friends and had a good time and now here I am and now that I am done typing it is time for home work    see yall more later  73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106480183832297210?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106480183832297210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106480183832297210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106480183832297210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106480183832297210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/good-weekend.html' title='A good weekend'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106410442317826717</id><published>2003-09-20T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T17:33:42.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been busy</title><content type='html'>Well everyone is asking why I have not posted in a few days.   Well I have been busy going to school and going to work and when I get home about 10pm I do my homework and go to bed.  No time to do really anything else.   The new job is going good.  I have been running cables and terminating them not learning a whole lot yet but it was only my first week. Next week I learn how to test the work I did and see if I did it right.  I am looking forward to see how that is done and how I did. Well that's about all I have for now.  Catch yall later 73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106410442317826717?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106410442317826717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106410442317826717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106410442317826717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106410442317826717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/been-busy.html' title='Been busy'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106376803344472407</id><published>2003-09-16T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T20:08:46.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a plain day</title><content type='html'>Well there is not much to tell yall  today.  I started my day about 7:30 am  to get ready to take my piss test and watch videos  at my new job. When I go there the guy I needed to see was not the so I sat around waiting for about an hour waiting the they finally told me just to go to the clinic for my test and when I got back they told me to go home and call later on to talk to the guy.  Well I played phone tag for most of the day and then finally got ahold of him and he told me to start tomorrow in Pasadena ISD  at one or two pm so I would have time to eat lunch after my school. So tomorrow I will have a long day school in the morning and work at night until 10 pm.  And the last thing I did today was to go to a 6 year old birthday party and here I am now back at the house.   Well 73's for now catch yall later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106376803344472407?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106376803344472407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106376803344472407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106376803344472407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106376803344472407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/just-plain-day.html' title='Just a plain day'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106369494682364656</id><published>2003-09-15T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T23:57:45.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job interview</title><content type='html'>Well I went for my job interview today.   And all went good because I got the job and go for paperwork and to watch safety videos.  What I will be doing is a helper running and connecting cables for computers and electronics for like networks.   I think it will be a good deal because my major in college is networking.  And will be making about $2 more than I was at McDonald's  so you know what I told McDonald's   LOL  well that's about all I have for tonight.  If you want me to email you when I update this blog go to forum and I will email you ever time I update.   73's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106369494682364656?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106369494682364656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106369494682364656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106369494682364656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106369494682364656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/job-interview.html' title='Job interview'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106365120497993079</id><published>2003-09-15T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T20:40:10.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long awaited post</title><content type='html'>Ok well all of you are waiting to hear about my date well there was no date..   There was no date because me and her had confliting ideas about what a date is and that it was possible that I was moving to fast with making the date romantic.   But we both talked and decided to take it a lot slower like as of friends and see where it goes from there.  But I do have a feeling that we may both like each other a lil more than friends but there needs to be a lil more time as friends before what I call dating happens. The good thing about all this is that there is no hard feeling between us..  But other than that its been pretty much normal week and weekend for me I worked friday and Saturday  after work Saturday I went to hang out with my friends and before work I played with Zachary until I went to work.  On Friday I got a call from a place I have been trying to get a job for a few yrs. And I have an interview at 3pm so everyone cross your fingers for me so I can get out of fucking McDonald.   Well that's all I got for now.   73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106365120497993079?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106365120497993079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106365120497993079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106365120497993079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106365120497993079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/long-awaited-post.html' title='Long awaited post'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106326301667828025</id><published>2003-09-10T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T22:03:36.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About 16 hrs till my date</title><content type='html'>Well it is getting close to the time I go out with the girl I like..  I don't know how I feel right now because I just have too much going on as in how I feel I am nervous, scared, and excited  all wrapped up in one lil body for those of you that know me probaly wonder where I put it other than in my gut.  Well I tell you what I feel like some of it is in my gut and the rest is spread out from my head and everywhere else.  I like this girl probaly more than I should already but hey what can I do about it..  I just hope that being scared of a relationship or possibility of one  scare me or her off because I thing she is probaly feeling the same thing  about relationships  but as a friend told me tonight that everyone is scared of relationships because we have all been hurt by them in the past and its hard not to think about how you have been done in the past..   Another thing that scares me is that I may not know what to do but sit there and make a fool out of myself..   These hours leading up to me picking her up are going to be very hard hours with all kinds of emotions flowing and different thoughts running through my head..   But I am going to try to make the best of this day no matter what happens and what kind of thoughts I have through out the day..  I am just so dumbfounded right now I just don't know what to do with my self..   Well everyone wish me luck on doing everything right and check back to see what happens.  If you want an email to know when I post just post in the forum your email  and don't forget to sign my guest book.   73's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.houston.rr.com/catinthehat2/rocks/100-0010_IMG.JPG"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;thats me sporting my 2 teams  the dallas cowboys and the houston astro's   in first place  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106326301667828025?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106326301667828025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106326301667828025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106326301667828025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106326301667828025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/about-16-hrs-till-my-date.html' title='About 16 hrs till my date'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106316570212787194</id><published>2003-09-09T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T23:31:37.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well you wanna know what happen today?</title><content type='html'>Well lets see today was going to be the day I took the girl out that I like. Well you wanna what happen on the date you say?  Ok well I am going to tell you......   There was no date today LOL but it is ok because we both understand why we did not go out to day. And it was not my fault or hers it was one of are pesty mothers and I know everyone looking at this understands how mothers can be. I know how they can be.. But anyways we said that we will go out Thursday together and try to keep the same plans rain or shine or even snow..  Even the I dought  there will be snow here at the end of the summer or even here in the winter here in Houston LOL I have not seen but maybe at the most 4 inches in 25 yrs living here..So you wanna know where I was going to take her and what we were going to do?  Well we were going to go down to Galveston on the beach and have a picnic with sandwiches and grapes and some wine and sit around talking and maybe take a walk down the beach and watch the sun go down on the beach but I am going to try to have the same plans Thursday when we go out.   And we are going to go even if I have to go kidnap her from the house.  Just got to keep your fingers crossed that it does not rain there is 40% rain for Thursday but here in Texas the weather changes every 10 mins so we may get lucky well check back and see what happens.. Just wanna say thank you to a friend helping me out on all this learning to date again.. 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what happen today?'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106308166786791555</id><published>2003-09-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T10:02:11.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missed a few days of posting</title><content type='html'>well i have not been posting in the last few day because there has not really been anything to post about ather that school and work,  but now i have someone to post about..   going back to the night i went out with my friends to a bonfire i meet a girl there which i thought was cute so i told my friend and she told her what i said so my friend got her friend to come out satutday night with us then to breakfast but she did not stay long because she had been drinking and was not feeling good  but anyways we traded email addy's and phone #'s and such.  so we talked tonight for awhile then i asked her if i could take her out to lunch or something tomorrow and she said yes and to give her a call and we would go out.  i told myself i was not going to put any personal thing on this blog but i just have to say this. i am sure that everyone understands why i need to do this because i am a shy guy that does not do good saying things so i am trying to get out of being shy due to the fact i think i have lost out on a lot of dates because i am to shy to ask anyone out..  but i think that this girl and i could get together or at least i think i would like to.  just the thing is i have not been out on a date i so long i dont know if i know how to date anymore which is a very scary thought when you are trying to get someone to like you.  but i think if we can get over being shy we will do alright.  but everyone check back tomorrow and ind out how what i am calling a date goes.   73's and wish me luck dont forget to view forum and guestbook  thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106308166786791555?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106308166786791555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106308166786791555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106308166786791555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106308166786791555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/missed-few-days-of-posting.html' title='missed a few days of posting'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106256460885623077</id><published>2003-09-02T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T21:50:08.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing really to tell ya</title><content type='html'>not much to tell every one this time after the bonfire i just pretty much was lazy around the house alll weekend  watching tv and movies and tonight i worked and tomorrow i have school well thats about it just wanted to post i know it was not anything to post but owell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106256460885623077?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106256460885623077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106256460885623077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106256460885623077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106256460885623077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/09/nothing-really-to-tell-ya.html' title='nothing really to tell ya'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106231178742903091</id><published>2003-08-30T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T12:54:38.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bonfire in the rain</title><content type='html'>well my day started very good with watching my nephew Zachary.  i dont know what it is but it always make my day when i watch zachary.  after my mom took him back home it was time for me to go to work which was the worst part of my day but it was not bad at work tonight that is cause i did not stay long an hour and hlf after i got there i toook my 30 min break then after that i stayed another 3 hours because i told them i was not feeling good and they were going to send some one home because we were over staffed so my plan worked out pretty good..   i left straight from work and went to the beach for the bonfire which it was pouring down raining from the storm that is coming out of the gulf of mexico and the front we have coming out of the north but we had fun anyways going from the fire to the cars and trucks trying not to get too wet from the rain which i only stayed for about an hour until we went to a spot that we meet at when it is raining wich is under a bridge in the area that we call "under the moon".  under the moon we talked drank beer and cooked hotdogs and can of chily  on a grill one of us had in there truck. stayed out there for about 2 hours and then we came home about 1am  well thats about all i have for this post catch yall later  73's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.houston.rr.com/catinthehat/Bonfire2/bonfire17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106231178742903091?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106231178742903091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106231178742903091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106231178742903091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106231178742903091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/08/bonfire-in-rain.html' title='bonfire in the rain'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106223272353267287</id><published>2003-08-30T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T01:38:43.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>been up too long </title><content type='html'>well today i woke up this morning for school feeling ok not too bad  lil tired but hell i stayed up till 1am and got up at 6am. but while i was in my mayh class today i was trying to do my work and just could not figure it out,  so i think i have decided to change my math class to the course level below what i am taking now sence it has been at least 5 yrs from doing any type of math. only thing it will hurt to change the class is i will have one more semester to go to school but will that be that bad?  i dont think it will be that bad because if i faild the class that would be much worse  it would be wasting my money that i dont have much of and it would also lower my gpa  not too good right now either.  but i am going to take this long weekend and think about it and let yall know what i do. after school i came back to the house and got some lunch watch alil tech tv  show "call for help"  after the show ended i got ready to go to work.  my work day started off pretty bad because of the bitch which is the store manager bitching about every thing i did and did not do.  i think the bitch is trying to get me to quit  but i do not think that is going to happen unless i find another job then i will tell her what she can do with the job.  luckly she was only there for about 3 hours.  then i had to put up with what i call the kids i work with just leaving what they were to be doing for me to do it all by myself which is ok but when you get piled up and they walk off.  finaly they left and every thing calmed down and i could get the work i needed to do to close the store.  after work i heard a few friends on the cb radio cathering wood for a bonfire they are having tomorrow night,  so i went to help them load some in there truck.  NO NOT EVERY ONE IN TEXAS DRIVES A TRUCK WISH I DID.  LOL.        but i will be going to the bonfire after i get off work around 1am  well thats about it for now been up too long and need sleep.  let me know what you think about the blog or if you want me to link your web page or blog or what ever  just email me  or make a post in the forum  73's for now and sign the guest book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106223272353267287?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106223272353267287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106223272353267287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106223272353267287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106223272353267287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/08/been-up-too-long.html' title='been up too long '/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106209514514963019</id><published>2003-08-28T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T11:25:45.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very screwed up day so far</title><content type='html'>started my day waking up and  going to the court house to take care of a speeding ticket and found out i was late it was due last week on the 22th and they told told me that had a pending warrent and i would cost me about $400.  after that i went to the college to get my parking permit and my reading book and i was $.40 short of the money.  thankfully the ladie was very nice and told me she would find the money for me which left me broke untill the i get payied on the 9-5-03  which really sucks so i am going to see if maybe i can borrow money from a friend or some one.  maybe my sister will give me money for babysitting my nephew today.  well that is all for now  73's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106209514514963019?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106209514514963019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106209514514963019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106209514514963019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106209514514963019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/08/very-screwed-up-day-so-far.html' title='very screwed up day so far'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106204220404061309</id><published>2003-08-27T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T20:45:08.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG DAY    feeling kinda blaaaaa</title><content type='html'>To day has been a long day for me.  It started for me about 6:30 am when i woke up to get ready to go the my second day of classes.  I not sure why i wake up so early my first class starts at 8:30 am,  Its prob because i am always early for class i leave my house about 7:30 am and get the about 8:00am.  all i do for about 20 mins is stand around and watch all the girls walking around looking like they are lost or something  sence most of them are straight out of high school.  I was prob the same way when i got out of high school 8 yrs ago but i do not remmber much back then.   But anyways  after i did the college thing i came home made some lunch  while trying to decide if i was going to do my math home work or not.   I spent a few hours trying to decide if i was going to do the math which i did not do  because i ended up falling asleep watching tv on the couch.   when I got woke up by my mother talking on the phone about 17:30 which she stayed on most of the night untill she went to be about 21:00. do not under stand how she does it stay on that damn phone the whole time she is home  after saying she hates how her phone rings off the wall at work both the office phone and the cell phone???   well thats about all i think of tell everyone tonight sence I am sitting here listening to my radio.    73's &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106204220404061309?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106204220404061309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106204220404061309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106204220404061309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106204220404061309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/08/long-day-feeling-kinda-blaaaaa.html' title='LONG DAY    feeling kinda blaaaaa'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732802.post-106196047173260020</id><published>2003-08-26T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:01:11.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST POST  ON MY FIRST BLOG</title><content type='html'>In my first post I am just going to tell evryone just a lil about my self.  I am a 25 year old white  male  living in a small town just south of Houston, TX  called League City.  I have lived in League City for all of my 25 yrs,  but for 2 of them which i live in Orange,  TX  while I was working there.  Orange is about a 2 hour drive from where i live now.  So that is why I moved over there it was just to far to drive everyday after working at least 12 hours  7 days a week.  I now live with my parents working part time at Mcdonalds and going to college.  Some of the things i like to do in my spare time is to:  of course get on this computer, talk on my radio's  by radio i mean ham radio and cb radio my call sign is kd5qwv and my cb handle is shortdog.  and of course like any person i like to hang out with my friends on the weekends.  My favorite TV station would have to be TECH TV .  Yes i am a geek but whats wrong with that  me being a geek will make me money one day......    and  my favorite porson on TECH TV would have to be Cat  if you dont know who i am talking about then you need to go the web site which is      TECHTV.COM   .   Well that about all i have to tell everyone right now if anyone could help me in this blog stuff as in making links and posting pis please email me  @   kd5qwv@hotmail.com  and subject it shortdog's blog  73's and keep checking back for updates..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732802-106196047173260020?l=shortdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/feeds/106196047173260020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732802&amp;postID=106196047173260020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106196047173260020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732802/posts/default/106196047173260020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortdog.blogspot.com/2003/08/first-post-on-my-first-blog.html' title='FIRST POST  ON MY FIRST BLOG'/><author><name>SHORTDOG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12808813153281428758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
