<?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-4471453496830000980</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:10:54.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolist</title><subtitle type='html'>Of all things sweet and list worthy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-7615834652507959116</id><published>2010-09-21T21:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:24:23.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roy G. Biv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI_Hum66tuo/TCgUxmm0oYI/AAAAAAAAA2s/DlYtMdOLQCY/s1600/colored-bacon-wheel-cooked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI_Hum66tuo/TCgUxmm0oYI/AAAAAAAAA2s/DlYtMdOLQCY/s200/colored-bacon-wheel-cooked.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All things are just better when they are colourful (some are not), but probably not accepted as a norm if coloured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bacon &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the picture right there, bacon can be coloured.&amp;nbsp; I also assume that the colour effects the taste - for the better that is.&amp;nbsp; Bacon is amazing as it is, why not have it in pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kittens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no idea why people are against dyeing kittens.&amp;nbsp; In non toxic dye of course, maybe even dye them with kool-aid.&amp;nbsp; They are fuzzy, and whats funner than a fuzzy lime green meow box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, lets all get grossed out now.&amp;nbsp; But apparently poo comes in many different colours, except this time, you actually don't want any colour other than brown.&amp;nbsp; I came across some site that explained poo colours, and lets just say you should probably call the doctor if you manage to pass some white poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tampons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I treading on the edge of conversational norms yet?&amp;nbsp; I came across some coloured ones the other day, and thought to myself "whats the point?", still no answer to that, but why not, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Brownies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are named &lt;b&gt;brown&lt;/b&gt;ies.&amp;nbsp; They have to be brown...or do they?&amp;nbsp; Why not make some pinkies?&amp;nbsp; orangies?&amp;nbsp; purpleies.... I think coloured brownies would be amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-7615834652507959116?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/7615834652507959116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/roy-g-biv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7615834652507959116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7615834652507959116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/roy-g-biv.html' title='Roy G. Biv'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LI_Hum66tuo/TCgUxmm0oYI/AAAAAAAAA2s/DlYtMdOLQCY/s72-c/colored-bacon-wheel-cooked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-8156363284021239078</id><published>2010-09-18T19:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T19:09:11.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite An Average Post</title><content type='html'>No sarcasm, no rude remarks, no innuendos.  Just poetry.  Literally.&lt;br /&gt;This blog is about all things sweet and list worthy, and poetry is both.  Here are some of the best poems out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why - Edna St. Vincent Millay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, &lt;br /&gt;I have forgotten, and what arms have lain &lt;br /&gt;Under my head till morning; but the rain &lt;br /&gt;Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh &lt;br /&gt;Upon the glass and listen for reply, &lt;br /&gt;And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain &lt;br /&gt;For unremembered lads that not again &lt;br /&gt;Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. &lt;br /&gt;Thus in winter stands the lonely tree, &lt;br /&gt;Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, &lt;br /&gt;Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: &lt;br /&gt;I cannot say what loves have come and gone, &lt;br /&gt;I only know that summer sang in me &lt;br /&gt;A little while, that in me sings no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Dream Within A Dream - Edgar Allen Poe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this kiss upon the brow!&lt;br /&gt;And, in parting from you now,&lt;br /&gt;Thus much let me avow-&lt;br /&gt;You are not wrong, who deem&lt;br /&gt;That my days have been a dream;&lt;br /&gt;Yet if hope has flown away&lt;br /&gt;In a night, or in a day,&lt;br /&gt;In a vision, or in none,&lt;br /&gt;Is it therefore the less gone?&lt;br /&gt;All that we see or seem&lt;br /&gt;Is but a dream within a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand amid the roar&lt;br /&gt;Of a surf-tormented shore,&lt;br /&gt;And I hold within my hand&lt;br /&gt;Grains of the golden sand-&lt;br /&gt;How few! yet how they creep&lt;br /&gt;Through my fingers to the deep,&lt;br /&gt;While I weep- while I weep!&lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not grasp&lt;br /&gt;Them with a tighter clasp?&lt;br /&gt;O God! can I not save&lt;br /&gt;One from the pitiless wave?&lt;br /&gt;Is all that we see or seem&lt;br /&gt;But a dream within a dream? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that, the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;two roads diverged in a wood, and I --&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven - William Butler Yeats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,&lt;br /&gt;Enwrought with golden and silver light,&lt;br /&gt;The blue and the dim and the dark cloths&lt;br /&gt;Of night and light and the half light,&lt;br /&gt;I would spread the cloths under your feet:&lt;br /&gt;But I, being poor, have only my dreams;&lt;br /&gt;I have spread my dreams under your feet;&lt;br /&gt;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-8156363284021239078?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/8156363284021239078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-quite-average-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/8156363284021239078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/8156363284021239078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-quite-average-post.html' title='Not Quite An Average Post'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-4767300693015567759</id><published>2010-09-16T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T15:37:27.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollin Rollin Rollin</title><content type='html'>Does your desk chair (or sitting chair, or bean bag chair) have wheels, but no lock on the wheels?  Mine does, and with sub par laminate flooring, it can get really annoying sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wind is my enemy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk is beside a window, I feel like if I open my window, and a gust of wind comes into my room, I'd just start rolling away because the chair wheels have a mind of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I sit down, I want to sit down, not roll away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I sit down on my chair in a gingerly manner (and not just plop on like I usually do), the chair rolls backwards at the moment of sitting.  I'd normally be fine with this, but when I'm all in essay mode, I don't want to roll away from my desk, it just gives me an excuse to not do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rolly chair however, also has its pros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never have to walk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have legs, but why use them when I have wheels?  I just give myself a nice push away from the desk, and I'm at my bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have the option of rolling down a hill.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer.  Me, my chair, and a nice steep (but soft) hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed also has wheels that don't lock, but thats a whole another story in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-4767300693015567759?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/4767300693015567759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/rollin-rollin-rollin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/4767300693015567759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/4767300693015567759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/rollin-rollin-rollin.html' title='Rollin Rollin Rollin'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-2225524511317602639</id><published>2010-09-15T20:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:43:13.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Again.</title><content type='html'>So, as I'm currently watching Iron Man 2 (yes I'm slow on the uptake), I realized a few things about movies.  As you rediscover the blog from dusting off the cobwebs (like I did), share with the world what you have noticed about movies and tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Villians are easier to beat when there is more than one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I remember this one episode of Teen Titans, where there were like a billion of some bad guy, and little robin took them out no problem.  Then they came across another bad guy, but this time, only one bad guy, yet the it took the entire team like half the episode to figure out how to beat him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Food = Super powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinach and Popeye.&lt;br /&gt;Scooby Snacks and Scooby + Shaggy.&lt;br /&gt;Carrots + dude from Kill Em All.&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cartoons always wear the same clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Lulu always has her little red dress on.  Sometimes the cartoon makers even show the closet of the character in question, and we can literally see like 50 of the same thing hanging in their closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Every science lab has a fake skeleton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the science classes I've ever been to, I've never seen one.  Not even outside of a science class. (The dollar store during Halloween doesn't count)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-2225524511317602639?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/2225524511317602639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2225524511317602639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2225524511317602639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-again.html' title='And Again.'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-2361343759382035159</id><published>2010-06-26T09:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:09:45.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A DIY Box</title><content type='html'>A little while ago, in my "A Box is A Box is A Box" post, I had mentioned that one thing to do with a box is make another box out of it.  I feel that I didn't give enough attention to this whole box making process, so here is a DIY for making a box out of another box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 1.&lt;br /&gt;Find a box you can cut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to find an old box which you don't mind (and it doesn't mind) cutting up.  Make sure this box is bigger than the box you want to make for easy DIYing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 2.&lt;br /&gt;Decide on the top of the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your new box, do you want a lid, or do you want a flap, or do you want to seal it over, or do you don't want anything?  This step will determine the future of your new box, so mull it over for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 3.&lt;br /&gt;Cut out shapes from the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the shape of the new box you want, cut out those shapes from the original box.  For instance, if you are making a cheese shaped box (a triangular prism), you want to cut out atleast 2 triangles, and 3 rectangles.  If you want a lid for the top, cut out one of the triangles (the top part) slightly bigger, and cut out smaller rectangles for the side of the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 4.&lt;br /&gt;Assemble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you make your box.  &lt;a href="http://www.mathsisfun.com/geometry/prisms.html"&gt;Check out this site&lt;/a&gt; for a look at the various prisms available to math kind, and for easy assembling.  I'm sure you can figure out how to put your cut out pieces together to assemble your new box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Step 5.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your new box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to my old Box post if you need some ideas on what to do with your new box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-2361343759382035159?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/2361343759382035159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/diy-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2361343759382035159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2361343759382035159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/diy-box.html' title='A DIY Box'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-4769609937570754024</id><published>2010-06-14T22:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:55:02.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blacktownshow.com.au/images/fruitcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.blacktownshow.com.au/images/fruitcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a thing against fruit cake for as long as I can remember.  When I was younger, I would still eat it because it didn't taste too bad, but as I realized the true horror of fruit cakes, I stopped eating them completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats so wrong about a fruit cake you ask?  The thing is, if I wanted to be healthy, I'd have fruit.  Not weird dried fruit that comes in little chunks (fruit to go is exempt), and especially not weird dried fruit in a cake.  Cakes are what I eat when I want yummy, I want nothing but yummy, I don't want a smidgen of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now decided to compromise.  I figure, if we can make cake with fruit, why can't we make fruit with cake?  So I have taken it upon myself to fashion cake in the shape of fruits, in the taste of fruits, nay, I will morph cakes into fruits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all that fails, I will go out, buy some grapes, and eat those while pretending I morphed cake into fruit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-4769609937570754024?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/4769609937570754024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/cake-fruit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/4769609937570754024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/4769609937570754024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/cake-fruit.html' title='Cake Fruit'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-684906584120189591</id><published>2010-06-10T22:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:22:23.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Times Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d8/Scooby-Snacks-F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 210px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/d8/Scooby-Snacks-F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now say I experienced what I call "Blog Block", similar to writers block, but much more important.  Now that I have found something worth blogging about, here goes... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I liked stories with princesses, and ball gowns as a child, I like something better.  I like stories with a supposed bad ass.  Stories where the good guy was a rule breaker, a maverick in a sense (republicans ruined that word for me, but it applies here).  I liked it when heroes did things their way with no regards for the law, they kicked ass, took names, got the girl, and won my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Robin Hood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing from the rich? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Giving to the poor? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome weapon/fighting style? Check.&lt;br /&gt;A band of merry men? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Bad assery level: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solving crimes? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Outsmarting cops? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly clever? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Watson? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Bad assery level: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wolverine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super powers? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Nonchalant? Check.&lt;br /&gt;X-Men? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Totally digs Jean Grey? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Bad assery level: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scooby Doo and Shaggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrific twosome? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Scooby snacks? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Meddling kids? Check.&lt;br /&gt;A ballin' shaggin' wagon? Check.&lt;br /&gt;Bad assery level: 20 (10 each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were your childhood heroes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-684906584120189591?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/684906584120189591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-times-later.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/684906584120189591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/684906584120189591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweet-times-later.html' title='Sweet Times Later'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-6110023722026913039</id><published>2010-05-16T15:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:18:46.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Water Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://artillery.snake.de/CPS3200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://artillery.snake.de/CPS3200.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its quite warm out, people are up to some interesting activities like "jogging" or "biking" but I think they would have more fun with an old favourite of mine - Water Fights!!  I cleaned out our shed today and found my awesome Super Soaker CPS 3200, and remembered some of the awesome games we played with water fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ice Ice Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who thought this up, but I hated them.  Freezing cold water, and lots of it was never fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Buckets 'O' Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of using those expensive water guns we just found buckets of water and dumped those on the other team (and sometimes our own team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Hose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew those kids were serious when they brought out the garden hose, turned it to full and ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While those days sure were fun, these are some things we do with water now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Water the Lawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real way, with a sprinkler or something.  Not just "watering" it while letting the hose go crazy on full water pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we used to do this as kids too.  I guess some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Picture is of a Super Soaker CPS 3200 (My former weapon of choice).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-6110023722026913039?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/6110023722026913039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/water-water-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/6110023722026913039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/6110023722026913039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/water-water-everywhere.html' title='Water Water Everywhere'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-663536840771812017</id><published>2010-05-11T14:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:06:11.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lompy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i346.photobucket.com/albums/p418/bedhut/mattresses/memoryfoam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 270px;" src="http://i346.photobucket.com/albums/p418/bedhut/mattresses/memoryfoam.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as it currently stands I don't think I'll ever get a paying job.  While I plan to strike against my no-job situation, I've also figured out my dream jobs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mattress Tester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as too bouncy, too fluffy, too weirdly shaped, or too colourful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Secret Shopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy shoes, and cakes, shoes made out of cakes, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; make the staff of the store miserable? Sign me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Food Tester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes Prince I'mtooscaredtoeatmyownfoodfirstbecausesomeoneistryingtopoisonme, I will indeed taste all the forms of cheese you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soap Smeller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone must be doing this somewhere, why not me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Astronaut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is legit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gold Digger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I mean a real person who goes out in the world with a shovel digging for gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Colour Namer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone must have come up with "mauve" and "azure", I can leave my mark in the world via "lompy" - a shade of orangey green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-663536840771812017?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/663536840771812017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/lompy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/663536840771812017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/663536840771812017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/lompy.html' title='Lompy'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i346.photobucket.com/albums/p418/bedhut/mattresses/th_memoryfoam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-6548247077662591183</id><published>2010-05-03T18:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:39:28.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They See Me Cleanin'</title><content type='html'>I was cleaning my backyard the other day, and realized there are a lot of things that are just perpetually dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why hands were invented, they are like our personal portable plates (say that 3 times fast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or are there always gross bugs on trees.  Its as if they feel that they can just live in trees, trees are not houses silly spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter how much you wash them or how many pedicures you get, toe gunk is invincible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially if its made by someone in college or university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Keyboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever turned your keyboards upside down, you never know what you might find between your p's and q's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because nobody uses them anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-6548247077662591183?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/6548247077662591183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-see-me-cleanin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/6548247077662591183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/6548247077662591183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-see-me-cleanin.html' title='They See Me Cleanin&apos;'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-7417293695789642129</id><published>2010-04-28T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:57:04.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.weeklyreader.com/readandwriting/content/binary/spam%20boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.weeklyreader.com/readandwriting/content/binary/spam%20boy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spam Spam I'm ham in a can.&lt;br /&gt;You spread over bread,&lt;br /&gt;and you send me in mail.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes me cuz I'm Spam&lt;br /&gt;I'm ham in a can&lt;br /&gt;I'm ham in a can&lt;br /&gt;I'm ham in a caaaaaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a song I wrote all by myself a few years ago about spam, and all spammy goodness. (It even had guitar backing to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, Spam is ham in a can.  Well, I'm not sure if you can actually call it &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt;, or if it just goes by "blob in a box" these days.  Spam is incredibly salty, and even saltier if you fry it.  Nonetheless, spam is very fun to eat, its chewy and mushy in texture, and can probably substitute as adhesive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also send spam in mail as spam mail.  I'm sure everyone has gotten atleast one of these in their life.  My personal favourites are the ones that talk about growing that penis you don't have, or paying the people you don't know, or meeting newly divorced monkeys that like balloons on newlydivorcedmonkeysthatlikeballoons.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wonder now, if you send a box of spam to someone, is it still spam mail?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-7417293695789642129?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/7417293695789642129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/spam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7417293695789642129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7417293695789642129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/spam.html' title='Spam'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-2983873326464106223</id><published>2010-04-19T14:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:46:03.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocks R Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gearfuse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/soma-cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.gearfuse.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/soma-cube.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be really really bad at tetris (like die at level 2 kind of bad).  Then of course, my roommates and I decide to take up tetris like its a sport, like its our life.  Needless to say it pretty much is my life now, but what I didn't realize was that there is so much more to a tetris game than just getting lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Minos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blocks are called "Minos", not just blocks.  "Minos" is of course a short form of tetraminos, its like getting on a first name basis with tetris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T-Spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the name, you spin the T shaped tetramino into spot.  Its like you block it from going straight in, and then you bring it down to the bottom and spin it in spot.  I wish there was a square spin as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tetris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its when you get four lines at once.  I've tried getting more than four, it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Back-to-Back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is when you get a tetris, or a t-spin and right after that you get a triple/double/single.  I don't think I've ever gotten one of these when I actually tried to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going down the tetris rabbit hole, I've also taken it upon myself to think up variations on normal tetris, here are some I have come up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S-Block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single block tetris!  Single squares fall down one at a time, and you make lines with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sideways tetris.  The blocks show up either from the left or the right and you make lines from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tetris Circs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetris with circles.  When you try to turn the circles, they spin.  This version also has a rounded base to the tetris matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hope the tetris people take some of my suggestions, and maybe also create 3D tetris someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking for a place to play some interesting tetris, you can try out &lt;a href="http://www.tetrisfriends.com/"&gt;Tetris Friends&lt;/a&gt;.  If you happen to find more interesting tetris sites, feel free to leave them in the comments section!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image from gearfuse.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-2983873326464106223?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/2983873326464106223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blocks-r-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2983873326464106223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/2983873326464106223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/blocks-r-us.html' title='Blocks R Us'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-8298851551092890160</id><published>2010-04-18T13:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:49:20.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugary Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hoosierhistoric.com/shop/images/rockcandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.hoosierhistoric.com/shop/images/rockcandy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never made rock candy in science class as an elementary schooler, you missed out.  Fear not though, it is quite easy to make, and this is where you learn how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;br /&gt;String&lt;br /&gt;Stick&lt;br /&gt;Food colouring (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the sugar into the water.  Mix LOTS of sugar into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add food colouring of your choice (skip this step if you chose to exclude food colouring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie one end of the string to a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip the other end of the string into the bucket of sugar water, with the stick resting on the mouth of the bucket (like its holding up the string).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to get the string as close to the bottom of the pail as possible (or as much of it submerged as possible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this apparatus sit near a window in sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back after a day or so to find rock candy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-8298851551092890160?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/8298851551092890160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/sugary-goodness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/8298851551092890160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/8298851551092890160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/sugary-goodness.html' title='Sugary Goodness'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-1688919950234326146</id><published>2010-04-18T01:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:30:41.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Box is a Box is a Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.papercrave.com/images/blog-images/wedding-2007/telliegrams-favor-boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.papercrave.com/images/blog-images/wedding-2007/telliegrams-favor-boxes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has boxes lying around, whether they be decorative boxes, or packing boxes, wooden boxes, or cardboard boxes, everyone has some.  Now if you're not a box connoisseur like I am, you may be wondering what to do with so many boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Build a Fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the show "Out of the Box" make a box fort.  You take one box, and put it with another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Live in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're cozy, and you can probably find one just the right size to fit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Befriend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not on facebook, but in real life.  Boxes make great friends, and they come in every shape and size, don't discriminate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Put Things in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have nothing else to do with your box, you might as well use it for storage.  I will warn you though, very few people resort to this option, do not be surprised when you get wierd looks if you tell people this is what you do with your box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Make a New Box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could just cut up an old box, and recycle it into a different shaped box (like a cheese shaped box).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Decorate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can decorate your box with pretty stickers, and colours of all sorts, just make sure to ask your box if it minds the decorations before hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image courtesy of papercrave.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-1688919950234326146?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/1688919950234326146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/box-is-box-is-box.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1688919950234326146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1688919950234326146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/box-is-box-is-box.html' title='A Box is a Box is a Box'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-3695284875071731848</id><published>2010-04-09T19:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:00:42.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TV For All</title><content type='html'>So I've watched a few odd TV shows lately.  Some were not only odd, but simply ODD, as odd (and possibly as innovative) as sliced bread.  MTV seems to have a lot of this list, one can only guess why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From G's To Gents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show takes "G's" better known as "Gangstaz" and tries to transform them into "Gents" better known as "normal people". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Girls of Hedsor Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to From G's to Gents, yet with girls.  Their activities range from bird shearing, to eating foods they don't like... Those are things that I of course am quite adept in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16 and Pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the title says, a bunch of 16 year olds who all seem to ecstatic they are having children.  Set in midwest America, the show just asks for laughter directed toward these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Real Housewives of Whereever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catfights, shoes, other drama is pretty much what this show is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Shot at Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does she never pick the one I want her to pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jersey Shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to call it "J-Sho".  I bet all that gel substitutes for a helmet on thier heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flavour of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An oldie, but a goodie.  I now know what a guy with a big clock-on-a-chain likes, thanks for the life changing knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;More To Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bachelor for plus sizers, while I don't understand why the segregation is needed, I genuinely liked this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever show you choose, just make sure you know where the remote is, you know... for emergency channel switching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-3695284875071731848?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/3695284875071731848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/tv-for-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/3695284875071731848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/3695284875071731848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/tv-for-all.html' title='TV For All'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-7929793917592301740</id><published>2010-04-03T17:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:49:32.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fruit to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/homecooking/1/0/Q/L/melonbskt7sbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 287px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/homecooking/1/0/Q/L/melonbskt7sbs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a watermelon.  I thought it might be cool to be green and peely, and all watery inside.  I figured it was perfectly normal to want to have your life goal to become a fruit, I guess I just wasn't aware people didn't usually want to be oranges, or apples, or grapes when they grew up.  Watermelons though, I never found a person who didn't want to be a watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermelons are multi functional:&lt;br /&gt;You can poke a hole, pour in alcohol of your choice let it sit, and you have your very own spiked watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;Make a fruit basket, like the picture above, just cut the watermelon in chunks, scoop out the middle and put any fruit you like in the basket!&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon Ice, take some watermelon, make it into watermelon juice and freeze it for some awesome watermelon fun.&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon Green Tea, I just found out about this concoction today, some kiosk in the mall (Freshly Squeezed) had this watermelon green tea thing, so I tried one.  The seller dude asked me if I wanted it regular or slushie, slushie was the way to go (it has ice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever way you choose to eat your watermelon, don't forget that an orange straw goes a long way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-7929793917592301740?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/7929793917592301740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/fruit-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7929793917592301740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7929793917592301740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/fruit-to-remember.html' title='A Fruit to Remember'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-1226923260790736595</id><published>2010-04-01T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:21:27.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Hot Warmth</title><content type='html'>It is getting mighty warm outside these days, here are some things you can finally do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eat Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is finally acceptable to eat ice cream outside.  Not that it is any less fun to eat ice cream in a blizzard, you just don't get any wierd looks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eat Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like above, there is nothing wrong when you do it in winter outside, but people get it when done in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No Pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants pants in this warm weather, wear some ice cream instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Free Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always come out to have BBQs and other food related events, how will they possibly know you weren't invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get a Mini Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a short follower, an actual mini fan found at the dollar store.  They keep you cool while looking cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-1226923260790736595?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/1226923260790736595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-hot-warmth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1226923260790736595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1226923260790736595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/04/hot-hot-warmth.html' title='Hot Hot Warmth'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-7818285560211653665</id><published>2010-03-31T12:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:29:20.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaky can be a good thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chocablog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/flake%20two%20break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.chocablog.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/flake%20two%20break.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunburns, dandruff and wishy washy people can all be annoying, but when you are faced with a bad flake, you might as well get a good flake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flakes are chocolate bars made by Cadbury UK.  When I say chocolate bars, I hardly mean your daily run of the mill chocolate bar.  Flakes are made with the utmost care and should be eaten thus so.&lt;br /&gt;Flakes were discovered in the 1920's and their goodness has only evolved into perfection from there.  They were around in the UK,and Ireland since forever, and have just recently (2008) been discovered lurking around in Canadian stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel the aura of a Flake the second you open the wrapping.  There is no seal so to speak of as if to let the freshness intermingle with the atmosphere and let it grow in flavour.  When you take it out of the package you can instantly see the workmanship that went into making a Flake flakey.  Breaking or biting a piece of is like touching heaven itself, and when it melts in your mouth surely you reach a bliss no other can bring you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flakes come in all different shapes and sizes, they have been spotted in easter egg sizes, and various flavours like Flake Snow - White Flake Chocolate, Orange Flake - Orange flavoured Flake (available only in South Africa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not already in a country where flakes are widespread, it is highly recommended that you move to one where they are accessible in the wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all info and picture thanks to wikipedia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-7818285560211653665?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/7818285560211653665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7818285560211653665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7818285560211653665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Flaky can be a good thing.'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-3601772204070496002</id><published>2010-03-30T21:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T21:38:15.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a lurker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vy30M_u3kJU/S7KnfcRfIRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejHV0Q2YU2I/s1600/bongdudes"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vy30M_u3kJU/S7KnfcRfIRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejHV0Q2YU2I/s200/bongdudes" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454606257306411282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ever outside my window, here are some things you might end up doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Smoke some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the dudes in the picture.  It is of course not something I condone, but hey why not.  Whip out that Hookah/Bong at 4 in the afternoon in a public place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Walk your laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a dorm means you need to walk your laundry to the laundry room.  Who doesn't love clean clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tightrope walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have trees, we have rope, and we have feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Litter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, but if you must do it with beer bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Honk at the geese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They honk at you, why not honk back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lucky you may catch a free BBQ out in the courtyard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-3601772204070496002?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/3601772204070496002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-lurker.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/3601772204070496002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/3601772204070496002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-lurker.html' title='Being a lurker.'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vy30M_u3kJU/S7KnfcRfIRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ejHV0Q2YU2I/s72-c/bongdudes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4471453496830000980.post-7207298904098404313</id><published>2010-03-30T17:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:28:00.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Customize a cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/su/07/11/marble-cake-su-633351-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.timeinc.net/recipes/i/recipes/su/07/11/marble-cake-su-633351-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like baking, but not the best at it?  What I like to do is customize a cake!  Now this can be done with many things, cakes, cookies, cupcakes, muffins etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need is a cake mix, and customizer.  Customizer can be anything (edible of course)&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to add cinnamon powder, raisins, pecans to a marble cake mix.  Top that off with melted chocolate chips mixed with a small amount of melted butter, and sprinkle with any sprinklies you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture of cake thanks to myrecipes.ca)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-7207298904098404313?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/7207298904098404313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/customize-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7207298904098404313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/7207298904098404313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/customize-cake.html' title='Customize a cake'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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-4471453496830000980.post-1811333691029292734</id><published>2010-03-30T12:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:47:17.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A blog and a list</title><content type='html'>If you ever asked yourself what are some things you can do on a staircase, you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Start a new blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Wi-Fi + Laptop + Stairs = Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Walk down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you be on a staircase if you weren't going somewhere right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Walk up the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to have walked down those if you're trying to get back up them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bike down the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As nike says, just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ignore the stairs all together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see them, they won't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to chocolist, the place of everything sweet and lists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4471453496830000980-1811333691029292734?l=chocolist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/feeds/1811333691029292734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-and-list.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1811333691029292734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4471453496830000980/posts/default/1811333691029292734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolist.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-and-list.html' title='A blog and a list'/><author><name>A</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15247119462198851442</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
