<?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-13944303</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:59:25.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaved Balls Will Travel</title><subtitle type='html'>"We the unwilling, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful. We have done so much, with so little, for so long, we are now capable of doing anything with nothing." ---Anonymous</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-116088673931106683</id><published>2006-10-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:32:19.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...how have you been?</title><content type='html'>Well, as most of you that still drop by know, I haven't posted in a while. I think I have finally worked through my blogging binge. I'm not sure though. I will leave this site up for a few months at least just to be sure, but don't expect to see me around. If you want to get a hold of me, you can still e-mail me at big.ed.rants@gmail.com but I don't know how often I will check it. Not much else to say...later bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Parting is such sweet sorrow." ---The Bard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-116088673931106683?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/116088673931106683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=116088673931106683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/116088673931106683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/116088673931106683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/10/sohow-have-you-been.html' title='So...how have you been?'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-116005206679144652</id><published>2006-10-05T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T05:44:29.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Subkit Showcases</title><content type='html'>SHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we're back from Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's HNT is Big Ed petting a shark! Awwwe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't need poking to post; he doesn't have much free time :(   So I'm doing it for him to let y'all know he's alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2590/1956/1600/100506sharkpetting.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2590/1956/320/100506sharkpetting.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next? Maybe his new tatt..... He may do that with his weight loss update, or I may do that for HNT next week. We'll see. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;SubmissiveKitten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-116005206679144652?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/116005206679144652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=116005206679144652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/116005206679144652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/116005206679144652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hnt-subkit-showcases.html' title='HNT - Subkit Showcases'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115843086595591186</id><published>2006-09-16T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:59:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 6</title><content type='html'>Weeks: 6&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 259&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 5&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 22.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Machine" has apparently been helping out a lot this week ;-) For those of you who don't know what "The Machine" is go see &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/09/machine.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;SubKit's&lt;/a&gt; site....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...must...go...torture...myself....some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******EDIT*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=84357160"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;  and see the clip viewer on the right side...they put up one of my Tattoo's I got last year as one of theirs to show off!!!!! How cool is that!!! Thanks to &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;SubKit&lt;/a&gt; for finding it for me ;-) If you can't figure it out, scroll back through my archives, it's in there somewhere...they all are ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******EDIT*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Love is a reciprocal torture." ---Marcel Proust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115843086595591186?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115843086595591186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115843086595591186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115843086595591186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115843086595591186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-6.html' title='Week 6'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115791428612674958</id><published>2006-09-10T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T11:51:26.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 5</title><content type='html'>Weeks: 5&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 264&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 0&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 17.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this past week was bad, It was waaay too busy fo anything and with Labor Day and all, I got a little lazy and bad...I know...I know...This week will make up for it, we got our new workout toy which hopefully will prove to be very useful and painful. We shall see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Thought begets heresy, heresy begets Retribution!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115791428612674958?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115791428612674958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115791428612674958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115791428612674958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115791428612674958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-5.html' title='Week 5'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115726025990245738</id><published>2006-09-02T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:15:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 4</title><content type='html'>Weeks: 4&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 264&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 4&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 17.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...ok so I know this is going to take time....logically...but beyond that I'm getting annoyed...you'd think being on a liquid only diet would literally melt this shit off, but no...oh well...I'll get there eventually, just need to remind myself that all good things come to those who wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I finally broke the "50+ left to lose" marker...granted I still have a long way to go, but for some psychological reason I can't explain, it seems easier knowing it's now down below that point...couldn't tell you why and have no basis for the feeling, but there it is. Anyway, going to go study some more and get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "All I ask of food is that it doesn't harm me." ---Michael Palin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115726025990245738?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115726025990245738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115726025990245738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115726025990245738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115726025990245738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/09/week-4.html' title='Week 4'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115672301677829943</id><published>2006-08-27T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T17:08:31.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 3 + Stuff</title><content type='html'>Weeks: 3&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 268&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 6&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 13.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...soooo...week 3 went well I think...let's hope I can keep this pace up as long as possible. I have switched over to a compeltely liquid diet except for one...maybe 2 meals a week which will be solid food just so my body doesn't freak when I go off this liquid only diet. Hopefully, since this week will be my first full week on liquid only, it will be a bigger jump, but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to apologize to ya'll in advance. I will be pretty busy for the next 18 weeks or so with work and ground school for my private license, and so I don't know how often I will be able to update, if at all. I will be posting my weight loss progress for sure, if for no other reason than it gives me a good way to keep track of it and keeps me honest, and keeps you up to date so you can push me if I falter ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those naysayers, here is a picture of the 97 lbs of gear and books I received last week...all of this will be memorized over the next year or so...this is why I am going to be so busy ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Pilotstuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Pilotstuff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "You can get all A's and still flunk life." ---Walker Percy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115672301677829943?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115672301677829943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115672301677829943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115672301677829943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115672301677829943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-3-stuff.html' title='Week 3 + Stuff'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115609287792744932</id><published>2006-08-20T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T09:59:13.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 2</title><content type='html'>Blegh...week 2 of the diet and working out is over....here ya go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks: 2&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 274&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 2&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 7.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but steadily getting there. I was kind of bad this week and didn't go work out as much as I'm supposed to, so Bad Big Ed....but 2 lbs is 2 lbs and it puts me that much closer to my goal. I just can't slack anymore ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: &lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"The best way to &lt;b&gt;lose weight&lt;/b&gt; is to develop an orthodox belief in some religion that doesn't allow any fun&lt;/span&gt;” ---Gregory Nunn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115609287792744932?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115609287792744932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115609287792744932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115609287792744932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115609287792744932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-2.html' title='Week 2'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115579359820052717</id><published>2006-08-16T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:46:38.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Day</title><content type='html'>Ugh...just got back from working out and it's shower time...all by myself anyway :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before I pass out, here is a quick HNT for ya...the other day after a glorious fuck session with &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt; I pretty much passed out for a few minutes and she sneaked this shot of me...enjoy! (You can't tell very well, but I think I was glowing in the after sex at this point still)...not only did I pass out where I fell, I'm laying on the wrong end of the bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/stuffs%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/stuffs%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Bed                    is the poor man's opera." ---Italian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115579359820052717?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115579359820052717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115579359820052717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115579359820052717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115579359820052717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/hnt-day.html' title='HNT Day'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115549070630943083</id><published>2006-08-13T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T10:38:26.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1</title><content type='html'>Ok...I weighed myself today and here are the stats I promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks: 1&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 276&lt;br /&gt;LBS Lost This Week: 5.5&lt;br /&gt;Total LBS Lost: 5.5&lt;br /&gt;LBS To Lose: 61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...no rest for the wicked, must get back to working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD :&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt; "Pain is temporary. It may last a minute, or an hour, or a day, or a year, but eventually it will subside and something else will take its place. If I quit, however, it lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;” ---Lance Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115549070630943083?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115549070630943083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115549070630943083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115549070630943083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115549070630943083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/week-1.html' title='Week 1'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115531038727932058</id><published>2006-08-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T08:33:07.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Background</title><content type='html'>Ok...just a quickie ehre before I get to go and have some crotchety old bastard tell me to turn my head and cough....ugh....you'd think being somewhat of an exhibitionist would not make this so bad, but I hate getting physicals...hmph...go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a disc from a guy at work that has lots of interesting images on it, and I am currently using this one as my destop wallpaper, and I really like it so I thought I'd share...nothing special, I just really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/luis_royo085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/luis_royo085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to the doctor's...blegh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye -- it       also includes the inner pictures of the soul." ---Edvard Munch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115531038727932058?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115531038727932058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115531038727932058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115531038727932058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115531038727932058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/background.html' title='Background'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115517845084695179</id><published>2006-08-09T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T19:55:54.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT + Stuff</title><content type='html'>Ok...first of all, you bitches need to go and read &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/08/09/AR2006080901112.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;. Not because it's well written, or the concept is fairly cool from a political point of view, but because of this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you're witnessing is the democratization of democracy and don't expect it to be pretty," --- Carol Darr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thunk it...democracy in a democracy...go figure right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...for HNT this week, you got a shot of me layin gon the couch in one of my favorite pair of boxers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I have a...thing...for weird boxers. I like to walk around the office in my nice normal clothes and laugh at the fact that Mr. Potato Head is right then cupping my balls...or maybe my fishy boxers swimming around my legs, or the Chile Peppers...well...you get the idea ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here you go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20002.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20002.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...that's all for now...later bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "One doesn't have a sense of humor. It has you." ---Larry Gelbart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115517845084695179?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115517845084695179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115517845084695179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115517845084695179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115517845084695179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/hnt-stuff.html' title='HNT + Stuff'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115510281902246971</id><published>2006-08-08T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:53:39.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow Ow Ow Ow!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok...this exercise shit sucks ass....and not in the good way either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it's going to take a few months, yes I know it's only been a few days, no I don't expect to SEE results for at LEAST 2 weeks, no I'm not bitching for sympathy....I'm just bitching because I haven't anyting else really to write about. At least not yet. My orientation is next week, so I might have some good shit to update with then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to get an FAA approved physical this week though, so I get to go and have some doctor prod and poke me and then ask me to cough...oh I'm looking forward to that....&lt;sarcasm&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel like the floor of a New York Taxi, used, abused, and thoroughly ragged out.  I am seriously looking forward to the day I wake up and realize that it doesn't HURT anymore, just aches...and then the next big jump to where I wake up and it's just a twinge...I'll be happy at the twinge stage ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...must go shower before bed (sweating in bed isn't much fun unless you got sweaty by fucking your girlfriends brains out)...here's to the first hurdle...whenever it shows up ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Fill all thy bones with aches." ---William Shakespeare &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tempest Act 1 Sc. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115510281902246971?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115510281902246971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115510281902246971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115510281902246971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115510281902246971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/ow-ow-ow-ow.html' title='Ow Ow Ow Ow!!!!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115491855843741068</id><published>2006-08-06T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:42:39.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gawd...This is going to hurt.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so if you look at my post below, you will see that due to my new job, I have to lose a little bit of weight. As quick as possible. I thought I was somewhere arund 260-265...apparently I was wrong. I'm at 281.5 lbs. Yes I know...I don't really know how I got like this, but I think the whole, lazy, fast food diet did it &lt;insert self="" deprecating="" wry="" grin=""&gt;. So, I have to get down to 215 lbs as quickly as possible. That is 66.5 lbs that I have to lose. Now, obviously, I'm not going to be stupid enough to go and down amphetamines by the handful. Been there, done that, not good, learned my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I'm going to do. Every Sunday morning I will be weighing myself and posting my progress here so that I will be accountable to people other than myself. Until I figure out a steady diet and exercise regime, I was told to do the following for a few weeks which will have rapid initial loss, and then a gradual loss. No fried foods, no sweets, no sodas (I will break this one for a while to wean off, went cold turkey and didn't survive two days without becoming dysfunctional), no fast food (except salads and such)lower my intake of breads and carbs, lower the amount of red meat, more frutis, vegetables, yogurts things like that. As for exercise, I have always traditionally done a weight training program, but I was told that would be bad this time. The weights tend to increase the weight since muscle weighs more than fat. So I get to do the thing I hate the most...run...lots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight begins my first attempt. I surmise that for the first month or so I will be in intense, excruciating, agonizing pain...even when I played football, I wasn't a runner, I was an offensive lineman. All muscle and bulk, no speed. This is going to suck balls, and not in that good fun way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just thought you guys should know that I am going to use ya'll to keep me going in case &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;SubKit&lt;/a&gt; starts falling down on the job of kicking me in the ass ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if any of you have any low fat, good diet recipes, or know of any fgood sites where I can gab some, please send them here:  &lt;a href="mailto:big.ed.rants@gmail.com"&gt;big.ed.rants@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and I will keep you posted on my progress ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;/insert&gt; We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope." ---Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115491855843741068?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115491855843741068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115491855843741068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115491855843741068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115491855843741068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-gawdthis-is-going-to-hurt.html' title='Oh gawd...This is going to hurt.'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115466760077966256</id><published>2006-08-03T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:00:00.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W00t!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I had my final interview today for a new job I've been desperately trying to get ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!Whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I was doing for most of the day, you will still have to excuse me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new job is flying helicopters for a living. Ever since I was a kid I've always wanted my pilot's license. Well, now I will be getting it and flying lot's of fun things ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take about 12-18 months to get me fully trained to be a commercial pilot, and by commercial, I mean doing things like Firefighting, Search and Rescue, Load Lifting, Tours, Law Enforcement, Border Patrol, Test Pilot, Aerial Photography, Movies...anything you can think of, this company has contracts for. The best part is the travel, travel, travel, and oh yeah...Flying Fucking Helicopters for a living ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pay is not bad at all either. Some of the higher end contracts go for 10-20K a month for 6 months at a time ;-) I'm going to love my new job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only down side is that before I can fly I have to lose about 60 lbs because the training copters weigh next to nothing and weight is an issue...so for the next couple of months I will be posting my progress on here along with everything else. As soon as I can, I will be posting some pictures for you guys of the area where I will be training and what not...really really really excited HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got chores to do and more excited utterings to mumble ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Unemployment is capitalism's way of getting you to plant a garden." ---Orson Scott Card&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115466760077966256?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115466760077966256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115466760077966256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115466760077966256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115466760077966256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/08/w00t.html' title='W00t!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115440608702239147</id><published>2006-07-31T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:21:27.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Info In The Waves</title><content type='html'>Last night while I was having another bout of sleeplessness, I was browsing through TV and came across &lt;a href="http://www.fxnetworks.com/shows/originals/30days/"&gt;30 Days&lt;/a&gt;. Now, for those of you who have never seen it, it's on &lt;a href="http://www.fxnetworks.com/"&gt;FX&lt;/a&gt; and just started it's second season. It's hosted by the guy who did &lt;a href="http://www.supersizeme.com/"&gt;Super Size Me&lt;/a&gt; a while back, which if you have never seen, you should. It will make you look at fast food in a completely different light. Anyway, the basic premise of the show is that they take a person and make them live the life of someone or something they despise, hate, or are intolerate to for 30 days to see what it is that they have to go through. The season premier for this season was taking a Minuteman (Civilian Border Patrol) and having him live with a group of illegal Mexicans for 30 days to see how they deal with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before we go any further, I would like to throw in a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am FOR immigration. This country was founded by immigrants, and I don't feel we should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) That being said, I am for LEGAL immigration. If you want to bring your 30 kids, parents, cousins, uncles, brothers, sisters, nieces and nephews across with you, then more power to you. All I ask is that you obey the laws and rules of your new country and do it LEGALLY. Is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so, this guy has to live, eat, sleep, work, and BE an illegal for 30 days. He gives up all his identifying papers, and life, to see what it means to be one of them. Now, while I will admit to feeling empathy for their plight, and the squalor and hardships they had to endure in Mexico, I still cannot condone  the illegality of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Senate just passed  a law that would make being  found in the United States  illegally a felony.  Personally I love this law. It won't do much for deterrence, but it is a step in the right direction.  While I have empathy for the reasons of the run, jump, and swim, I have no sympathy for those that are caught and deported. When you use the phrase ILLEGAL ALIEN, look at the first word there. "ILLEGAL" - meaning "against the law", meaning "no sympathy for those arrested". In this episode, one of the things they did was go to a rally to protest the passing of the Senate Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this rally, the guy pointed out a few things. Most of the people there were carrying posters of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevara"&gt;Che Guevara&lt;/a&gt; and signs saying they weren't criminals. Two things wrong with that that I can see right off the cuff. Firstly, being an ILLEGAL ALIEN makes youa criminal by definition of the word. Learn fucking English and you would know that. Simple definition...yes you are a criminal because you are breaking the law. Doesn't matter that it's not a violent felony such as rape or murder, it's still a felony and you ARE breaking the law. Deal with it...breaking the law means you are a criminal, deal with it. Secondly...holding up signs of a FAMOUS REVOLUTIONARY LEADER as your icon tells me that you plan on making this a revolution. All I have to say to that is this: You revolt as criminals in my country, you better expect the treatment you will get. If you think you have it rough now, you just wait and fucking see what we do to people who expect us, law abiding, tax paying, LEGAL citizens to use our tax dollars to give ILLEGAL'S (henceforth known as criminals) free helthcare, more teachers that speak spanish in schools, more bi-lingual police officers and more sympathy for your plight...my tax dollars do not pay for wetbacks to overrun my country as criminals. You want us to listen, do it fucking LEGALLY...LEGALLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, if you come across, pay your taxes, become a citizen, respect the laws and customs of our country, I guarantee you we will listen. This country was founded on a basis of democracy...you want a piece of it, you have to follow the rules. Verdad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the whole beginning of this thing, if you aren't watching this show, you really ought to because it's very well done and worth the time ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "In the first place, we should insist that      if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and      assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with      everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man      because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the      person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an      American...There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is      an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room      for but one flag, the American flag... We have room for but one language      here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole      loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people." --Theodore Roosevelt,      1907.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115440608702239147?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115440608702239147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115440608702239147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115440608702239147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115440608702239147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/info-in-waves.html' title='Info In The Waves'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115421674562026410</id><published>2006-07-29T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:45:45.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Well, I know it's been a while and I've been slacking..sorry...hopefully I can make up for it later. I do have a bit of good news...hopefully...it'll be a yea or a nay in a few days, and I'll l et you know what's going on. Right now, though, I don't want to jinx myself, so you will have to deal with me being cryptic. I apologize, but you'll deal with it. For now, let me leave you with this little thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Annoy a Republican, think for yourself!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "It's no exaggeration to say the undecideds could go one way or another." ---George Bush Sr. 1988&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115421674562026410?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115421674562026410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115421674562026410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115421674562026410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115421674562026410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115396761800083988</id><published>2006-07-26T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:33:38.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Cowboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Subkit&lt;/a&gt; here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apparently I'm not allowed to post any more shots of Big Ed's ass.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Says there's too much of it and not enough pleasantries to see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say he's wrong, I'm sure some of you would agree, but he doesn't. So, therefore, I shall dig through MY collection of Big Ed shots and let y'all see one of my favorites.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/03-12-06_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/03-12-06_1825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm droolin' over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hopin' he doesn't kill me for this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Half Nekkedness to all of ya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;SubmissiveKitten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115396761800083988?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115396761800083988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115396761800083988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115396761800083988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115396761800083988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hnt-cowboy.html' title='HNT - Cowboy'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115275806026302082</id><published>2006-07-12T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:34:20.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Hidden Kitten</title><content type='html'>Ok, so for this HNT, along with myself, see if you can spot the Kitten O' Doom in the picture. She likes to sleep next to me or on my back...I'll give you a hint...she was quite happily asleep when this picture was taken, as was I...&lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt; showed me the pic after she woke me up. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Pics21%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Pics21%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "One of the problems of taking things apart and seeing how they work - supposing you're trying to find out how a cat works--you take that cat apart to see how it works, what you've got in your hands is a non-working cat. The cat wasn't a sort of clunky mechanism that was susceptible to our available tools of analysis." ---Douglas Adams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115275806026302082?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115275806026302082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115275806026302082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115275806026302082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115275806026302082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hnt-hidden-kitten.html' title='HNT - Hidden Kitten'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115258283032284633</id><published>2006-07-10T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:53:50.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SubKit Here!</title><content type='html'>Hey, guess what~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Ed now has Haloscan commenting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, yesh he does. Simply because I HATE blogger's commenting system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to Big Ed's irregular posting schedule......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;SubmissiveKitten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;{}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115258283032284633?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115258283032284633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115258283032284633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115258283032284633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115258283032284633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/subkit-here.html' title='SubKit Here!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115216505548638055</id><published>2006-07-05T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:50:55.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Meh...why not</title><content type='html'>Well, As most of my long time readers will note, the picture I am using for my HNT has shown up in a coupe of places that I know of, and I figured since I didn't have anything better planned for this week, I'd drop it out here as well. It has shown up before at &lt;a href="http://shayssexcolumn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shay's&lt;/a&gt; place for infamous Cockblogging Wednesday, and over at &lt;a href="http://iddohim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sparkle &amp; Velvet's&lt;/a&gt; a while back...so...on with the HNT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/1469792_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/400/1469792_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...have a Happy HNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Give me peace, love, peace, love, give me peace, love, and a hard cock/" ---Tori Amos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115216505548638055?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115216505548638055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115216505548638055&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115216505548638055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115216505548638055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hnt-mehwhy-not.html' title='HNT - Meh...why not'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115180410378044093</id><published>2006-07-01T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:35:03.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocksucking Kitten</title><content type='html'>Well, this week is that time of the month for my little &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt; and as with most women, during this time, she is horny as hell...you know...what with allk the raging hormones and everything. Well, I jsut felt that I should share my good fortune with you guys, after all, it is what you expect of me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during this time, especially this current one, she gets an urge to suck me off quite often. As you all know, she is a little cumloving kitten and expects a treat (i.e. a bellyfull of cum) on demand, and as a good owner I am happy to oblige whenever I can. Well, the past couple of days have been exceptionally nice for me since she has had the urge to suck me off often and vigorously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day she put me in my chair, put on some fresh lipstick, braided her hair, stripped off her top and went to town on my cock. She actually was enjoying herself so much at one point she had an orgasm herself just from sucking and licking and begging for more. You have to love that kind of dedication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, suffice it to say, she has been (and probably will be tonight) a little cocksucking kitten, and she's all mine ;-) I am enjoying myself immensely right now, and thought I should share the love ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you an idea, last night I went to bed satisfied, and this morning I woke to a wonderful sensation of tongue and lips gobbling up my cock. There is nothing more satisfying than a wake up blow job, especially one given with such enjoyment and vigor. Blowjobs are wonderful, any guy will tell you that, but there is nothing...I repeat NOTHING like a blowjob given by someone who is enjoying the giving just as much as the receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought I would share with you guys ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "You come out of a woman and you spend the rest of your life trying to get back inside." ---Heathcote Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115180410378044093?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115180410378044093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115180410378044093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115180410378044093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115180410378044093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/07/cocksucking-kitten.html' title='Cocksucking Kitten'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115155849456654166</id><published>2006-06-28T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T22:21:34.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Damn Cat....</title><content type='html'>So, if any of you have been catching up on my little &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com"&gt;Submissive Kitten's&lt;/a&gt; site, you would know that I took her little baby ball of gray fluff to the vet to get declawed. Now, All of my cats have been declawed (front only) so this is nothing new to me...what  WAS new was the amount of fight he had in him ;-) Observe...this occured in a span of about 5 seconds of trying to cram a squirming cat into a pet carrier. Anyway...for my HTN this week...enjoy the gouges...and see if you can see the chunk missing from my palm...I think I saw him actually grin while he picked it out of his teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Brutus-Cut6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Brutus-Cut6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "After scolding one's cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference." ---Charlotte Gray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115155849456654166?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115155849456654166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115155849456654166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115155849456654166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115155849456654166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hnt-damn-cat.html' title='HNT - Damn Cat....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115118192729178569</id><published>2006-06-24T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:45:27.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're in Texas...Read This...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I got this in an e-mail the other day, and I didn't really look to see when the voting closes down, but it worked this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://advertising.yahoo.com/advertisingweek_06/slogan_poll.html"&gt;GO HERE&lt;/a&gt; and vote....read below for the description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Don't Mess With Texas" slogan has been nominated for a very prestigious award. If it were to win a Bronze Plaque would be placed on Madison Avenue's "Walk of Fame" and would get a permanent place at the Advertising Icon Museum in Kansas City. Please go to  and vote for it. It was in the paper this morning. The competition is tough, like Got Milk?, What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, The breakfast of Champions, and others. So.... please vote early and often, and tell your fellow Texans to do like wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wouldn't is be cool for New Yorkers to have to walk past a Bronze Plaque every day that said : "DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS'       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you forgot &lt;a href="http://advertising.yahoo.com/advertisingweek_06/slogan_poll.html"&gt;GO VOTE BITCHES!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a born and raised Texas Boy I am quite proud of my state and have voted quite often. That is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I felt today deserved 2 Thought's For The Day in honor of my state, and a little Bush bashing is always fun ;-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "I am delighted to be here with you this evening because after listening to George Bush all these years, I figured you needed to know what a real Texas accent sounds like." ---Former Governor Ann Richards at the 1988 keynote address, Democratic Natinal Convention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD2: "Poor George. He can't help it - he was born with a silver foot in his mouth." ---Former Governor Ann Richards at the 1988 keynote address, Democratic Natinal Convention&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115118192729178569?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115118192729178569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115118192729178569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115118192729178569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115118192729178569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-youre-in-texasread-this.html' title='If you&apos;re in Texas...Read This...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115095378981540244</id><published>2006-06-21T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:23:09.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Pieces of Shit</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'll make this brief. If I have to get stuck, in the far two left lanes of the highway (the faster lanes of traffic), behind some stupid fucking Mexicans driving beat up hoopty pieces of shit, or some stupid fucking Black kid who has more bling than brains who is in the process of sterilizing himself with his massive quantities of bass pulsing lyrics by some other mumbling idiot, especially when they are going 55 mph...I am going to ram them off the road and not feel one iota of guilt. If you are too stupid to remember from Driver's Ed that the left lane is the passing lane, or that you are so oblivious that you can't see the line of 50 cars behind you piling up, or if you have a fake drivers license (because you are illegal and have never taken any such lessons on how to drive in this country), then you should get off the FUCKING ROAD! Especially in Texas where 3 in 5 drivers drives around with fucking guns in their glove box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morons...I hate fucking stupid people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Have you ever noticed? Anybody going slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a moron." --- George Carlin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115095378981540244?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115095378981540244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115095378981540244&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115095378981540244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115095378981540244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/fucking-pieces-of-shit.html' title='Fucking Pieces of Shit'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115061564581712585</id><published>2006-06-18T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:27:25.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For you dear readers</title><content type='html'>Ok...I know that some of you are looking around wondering where in the Hell all the fun stories I used to tell have gone...well, since my little Submissive Kitten moved in with me, she has sort of frowned upon me going out and getting a piece of random ass or a nice hard cock. I'm sure you all understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in deference to that, I will relate a little bit of what happened today ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt; told a lie about me on her blog. She said I like to cuddle after sex...this is a blatant lie. While I admit to being a person who loves...no craves...to be touched, even if it is a stroke of my sheek with the back of a hand, I crave it. If,and this is me being the macho guy that I am (what? you laugh?...read the post below this one), I happen to end up cuddling just to feel your touch...it wasn't my intent. Cuddling just happens to be a means to an end, and not my primary motive for post coital bliss. Well, since she told a little fib, I had to punish her for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, earlier this evening, I grabbed her up off the couch, led her into the bedroom, and promptly stripped her down, and had her get on her knees and promptly get my cock nice and hard with that oh so talented mouth of hers. After a few minutes of enjoyment and plenty of moaned encouragement, I pulled her up, and she begged for the chance to ride me...of course I had to oblige that, even though it was contgrary to my scheduled punishment. I told her she could, but she couldn't get off if she did. She agreed, and mounted up...damn she felt good sliding down me until she came to a rest with her warm wetness oozing all over me in anticipation. SHe actually obeyed me (good Kitten) and refused to cum...she was whimpering, begging and pleading for me to let her...well, since I hadn't actually expected her to obey me, the fact that she did was quite a nice surprise, so don't ever let it be said that I am a cruel owner, I allowed her to cum 3 times nice and hard...got a few long deep scratches to prove it, and after that I told her it was time to move on to the punishment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, she was tied to the bed, and promptly violated with no less than 4 different types of "Mr. Buzzy" and came so hard and so long at one point that she saw  Metallic Purpleon everything...don't believe me? go read her &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/06/torture-techniques.html"&gt;account of it here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...just as I was getting all nice and ready to REALLY punish her (about 45 minutes after we started) she claims that she can't take naymore and that she's ready to pass out...well...while I did pout a little bit, I DID get my point across ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok kiddies, that's all for me now, I'm tired and it's time for bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD "My girlfiend said to me in bed last night' 'you're a pervert' I said, 'that's a big word for a girl of nine'." ---Emo Phillips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115061564581712585?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115061564581712585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115061564581712585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115061564581712585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115061564581712585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-you-dear-readers.html' title='For you dear readers'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115015743782826909</id><published>2006-06-12T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T17:10:37.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Superpower....again</title><content type='html'>So I go to Subway for lunch today, and as usual, it being a Monday and already a shitty day, my superpower chooses this moment to kick in. For those of you that are new or have forgotten, my superpower is that I can have random odd acts of weird shit happen to me on a weekly basis. It’s almost as if the Gods were lining up to take turns pissing on me…it really feels that way sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I go to lunch and I am standing in line waiting my turn to order and these three black kids around the age of 16 or so come in and get in line behind me. Not a problem so far. Of course these are what I like to term “Urban Youth.” Dew rags with the tails down to their ass, pants practically down around their ankles (which for any of you that don’t know, is a prison mark which means you are someone’s bitch…the low pants give easy access for you to be violated in many unpleasant and painful ways), lots of “bling” and the fake giant cubic zirconia’s making their ears look like someone dusted them with copious amounts of sequins…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s almost my turn when one of them taps me on the shoulder, and says, and I quote directly here, “Yo dawg, you need to let me an’ my peeps cut fron’ of ya…ya know…cause of da’ whole slave thang…ya owe us. Aight?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blinked a few times, and pointedly turned my back on them….fucking idiots…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I apparently pissed their leader off, he grabs me by the arm and turns me around and says, again…direct quote…”Why you gotta front me like that cracker, I’m jus’ tryin’ ta represent, yo.” I then politely grabbed his wrist, twisted quite hard and said “Please don’t ever touch me again.” I then let go of him and turned around to place my order. He then proceeds to get laughed at by his “peep’s” and feels it’s my fault…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, we have the attention of the whole of Subway, approx 20 people or so not counting staff. He reaches over and grabs me by the shoulder and spins me around…now…you have to remember, I’m about 6’ 270 lbs with quite a bit of muscle packed in…he weighed maybe 120 lbs dripping wet and was maybe 5’ 8”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spun around, I reached out, grabbed him by his shirt collar and lifted him bodily off the ground. I calmly proceeded to tell him this little tirade…”Listen you dew rag wearing, mumbling, slack jawed mother fucker…I asked you nicely to never touch me again. If you EVER think about laying another hand on me I wil make sure it gets broken in about 12 different places…it’s not hard and I’ve done it before to little piss ant bastards who weren’t raised by their parents to have manners apparently…” {side note: this whole time, he’s trying to kick me or hit me, but seeing as how it is taking all of his energy to just breathe, and his legs are twisted in his baggy pants, he’s not very successful) “Now…I am going to put you down, and you and your peep’s are going to leave and not bother me anymore or I will call the cops and file a harassment suit against you for a being a little punk bitch and I have about 20 witnesses who will back me up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I threw him down on the floor, spit on him, and turned around to place my order…the look on the employee’s face was priceless. As they ran out the door, I got applause…that was the best part…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But…while the whole episode left me feeling annoyed, it made me realize just how much I hate little fucking punk ass mumbling, dew rag wearing, racist black little bitches…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I shave my head, yes I have a beard, yes I look like a poster boy for the Skinhead hall of fame….but guess what, I am none of those. I was able to grow a beard in 7th grade, I started losing my hair when I turned 18…I’ve kept the beard because I like it, and I shave my head because I have a giant bald spot…guess what, none of those have anything to do with being racist or a Nazi…so listen up…the next mumbling, dew rag wearing, baggy pants wearing, slack jawed black little bitch that tries to “represent” on my ass and uses slavery as an excuse is going to the hospital…with arms and legs that will be bent in excruciatingly painful positions…I will gladly do the jail time if they can’t ever walk straight again without limping. I’m tired of being called a racist by black people who look at me and assume without ever talking to me. I’m tired of the illegal Mexicans thinking that since I look like a thug I’ve got the intelligence of one and don’t understand what they are saying…I’m tired of the race card always being played for reasons of violence against white people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up…slavery was abolished over 130 years ago….get over it…I know I have…No one in your family who is alive was a slave or owned a slave, and the sins of the father are not the sins of the son. If you want an excuse for violence, let’s look at all the welfare families that have 15 + children…it’s called  a prophylactic, or failing being able to pronounce it or even spell it, it’s called a condom…use it…or what about all the fucking people I see sitting on their goddamn porches day after day with “disabilities” but who drive nicer cars than me and wear nicer clothes? How can you afford it…I know disability checks are on avg less than half my salary…I know this for a fact.&lt;br /&gt;What about all you little fucking bitches who drop out of school…why should I support your ass with my tax dollars if you aren’t even going to make an effort to better yourselves. Drug Dealers? If you’re caught you should do life without the possibility of parole.  Murderers? Fuck this 20 years of appeals bullshit. You get one year exactly from the day you are sentenced to death and then…nothing, you’re dead. Child Molesters? Fuck ‘em…throw ‘em in solitary for the rest of their lives. Any convicted felon should be mandatorily sterilized when they enter prison. Drug Possession? 20 years minimum eligible for parole in…yep you guessed it…20 years.  Shoot a cop? Line your ass up outside the jailhouse after sentencing and let the cops take a few potshots at you until your blood has spilled in rivers across the lawn…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem today is that no one is really afraid of going to jail…it’s better than living on the outside half the time. Humiliation and retaliation work wonders in the long run. See my post 2 below this one for the Article on the Sheriff in Arizona…I like this man…he’s my new hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I got for now…later bitches…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "The prison psychiatrist asked me if I thought sex was dirty. I told him only when it's done right." --- Woody Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115015743782826909?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115015743782826909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115015743782826909&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115015743782826909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115015743782826909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-superpoweragain.html' title='My Superpower....again'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-115008167533693838</id><published>2006-06-11T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T20:07:55.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time...not enough time...</title><content type='html'>Some days I wake up and feel that I have all the tim ein the world to deal with everything I need and those are the days I like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I have a strong feeling that this week is going to be one of those that requires waaaay too much time to be spent on work and and not enough doing anything else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...not much really to say but hey.,..fuck you bitches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them." ---Thomas Jefferson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-115008167533693838?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/115008167533693838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=115008167533693838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115008167533693838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/115008167533693838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/timenot-enough-time.html' title='Time...not enough time...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114973537294092552</id><published>2006-06-07T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T20:18:58.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>W00t! Fun shit...bitches...</title><content type='html'>Ok...I know I've been lax on the whole posting thing...read through all of this shit and have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..so for work I had to go out to Italy, TX the other day...those of you that know...it's in the ass fucking middle of nowhere. Well...while out there, I ran across something interesting...from many different standpoints...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what you are about to see is actually real...seen it in person myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place called the Monolithic Dome Institute. They specialize in Dome Housing...There is what can only be called a trailer park of white trash living in about 50 of these off of Interstate 35...it's kind of creepy really...&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/plan_design/ecoshell/index.html"&gt;this is what they look like....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...they are approx 300 sq ft with one door, one window, a swamp cooler, sink, toilet, and stand up shower...They cost around $1200 to build, and the "Dome Park" is charging $300 a month for all bills paid...can we say slum lord...I need to buy about 50 acres south of Dallas and Tell Mayor Laura Miller that I will house all the Homeless in Dallas with a nice subsidy from the city...think she'll go for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they have some really fucking cool things they've built....these are a few of my favorites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/domenews/2005/rmf.html"&gt;Radio Station in Poland&lt;/a&gt; (Fuck yeah bitches!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/commercial/pools/index.html"&gt;Dome Pools!&lt;/a&gt; (Fun Fun Fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/commercial/prisons/index.html"&gt;Dome Prisons!&lt;/a&gt; (Perfect Idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/commercial/starship/index.html"&gt;Restaurant in Italy, TX&lt;/a&gt; (Will eat there soon and let you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/commercial/water/index.html"&gt;Indoor Waterpark!&lt;/a&gt; (I'd go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/commercial/xanadu/index.html"&gt;Xanadu?&lt;/a&gt; Xanadon't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monolithic.com/gallery/homes/ranch/index.html"&gt;Antelope Springs Ranch&lt;/a&gt; (Looks kinda neat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...moving on....I got this in an e-mail last week, and I felt that it needed to be reprinted...So...enjoy it...and please tell me if you agree or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THOSE OF YOU NOT FAMILIAR WITH JOE ARPAIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE IS THE MARICOPA ARIZONA COUNTY SHERIFF AND HE KEEPS GETTING ELECTED OVER AND OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS ONE OF THE REASONS WHY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff Joe Arpaio (in Arizona) who created the "tent city jail":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has jail meals down to 40 cents a serving and charges the inmates for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped smoking and porno magazines in the jails. Took away their weights. Cut off all but "G" movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started chain gangs so the inmates could do free work on county and city projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started chain gangs for women so he wouldn't get sued for discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took away cable TV until he found out there was a federal court order that required cable TV for jails. So he hooked! up the cable TV again only let in the Disney channel and the weather channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked why the weather channel he replied, so they will know how hot it's gonna be while they are working on my chain gangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cut off coffee since it has zero nutritional value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the inmates complained, he told them, "This isn't the Ritz/Carlton. If you don't like it, don't come back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought Newt Gingrich' lecture series on videotape that he pipes into the jails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked by a reporter if he had any lecture series by a Democrat, he replied that a democratic lecture series might explain why a lot of the inmates were in his jails in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on the Arizona Sheriff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With temperatures being even hotter than usual in Phoenix (116 degrees just set a new record), the Associated Press reports: About 2,000 inmates living in a barbed-wire-surrounded tent encampment at the Maricopa County Jail have been given permission to strip down to their government-issued pink boxer shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, hundreds of men wearing boxers were either curled up on their bunk beds or chatted in the tents, which reached 138 degrees inside the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many were also swathed in wet, pink towels as sweat collected on their chests and dripped down to their pink socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It feels like we are in a furnace," said James Zanzot, an inmate who has lived in the tents for 1 year. "It's inhumane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Arpaio, the tough-guy sheriff who created the tent city and long ago started making his prisoners wear pink, and eat bologna sandwiches, is not one bit sympathetic He said Wednesday that he told ! all of the inmates: "It's 120 degrees in Iraq and our soldiers are living in tents too, and they have to wear full battle gear, but they didn't commit any crimes, so shut your damned mouths!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, Sheriff! Maybe if all prisons were like this one there would be a lot less crime and/or repeat offenders. Criminals should be punished for their crimes - not live in luxury until it's time for their parole, only to go out and commit another crime so they can get back in to live on taxpayers money and enjoy things taxpayers can't afford to have for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff Joe was just reelected Sheriff in Maricopa County, Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...like that did ya bitches? Good...I for one believe we need more of these around the U.S.-a lot more...but I am an old school kind of guy...I feel that criminals should be humiliated and punished instead of treated with kid gloves...they broke the law they deserve it. To quote an old adage..."If you can't do the time, don't do the crime." Deal with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a little bit of funny...enjoy these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Win-Win-Win Situation&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Everyone concentrates on the problems we're having in this country lately. Illegal immigration, hurricane recovery, wild animals attacking humans in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;Not me. I concentrate on solutions to problems. The result is a win-win-win situation:&lt;br /&gt;+ Dig a moat the length of the Mexican border&lt;br /&gt;+ Use the dirt to raise the levies in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;+ Put the Florida alligators in the moat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other problems you would like for me to solve today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...last but not least...if you check out the video playing on the left side of the screen, it belongs to this band - &lt;a href="http://www.lordi.org"&gt;LORDI&lt;/a&gt;. If you watch the video, you will notice that it is basically an Evil Dead ripoff...albeit a fun one, and I kind of like their music...even though they are from Finland...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's perfect ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check 'em out and that's all for me now bitches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "For NASA, space is still a high priority." - Dan Quayle 05/09/1990 (Sometimes it's too easy to make fun of this guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114973537294092552?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114973537294092552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114973537294092552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114973537294092552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114973537294092552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/06/w00t-fun-shitbitches.html' title='W00t! Fun shit...bitches...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114913524910452106</id><published>2006-05-31T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:14:09.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Weep For Humanity....</title><content type='html'>So yes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do weep for humanity...for many different reasons, but the following incident illustrates one of the main reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out in the boonies today for work, and while I was waiting for someone from my office to show up so we could do a few site inspections, I observed what amounted to the most retarded attempt at an abortion of a crime that I have ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, living in the ghetto, and growing up as I did, I have seen many crimes in progress, and attempts. So I know a fuck up when I see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three young "urban youths" attempted to steal a car in front of a house. Now...apparently someone who cared saw what was happening and called the cops. Now, apparently, these three young "Urban Youths" were apparently new at the whole "stealing the car" thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They couldn't get the doors open very fast, and once in, it took them a while to get the steering column off to jack the car. About this time, the cops show up...and they all three jumped out of the car and ran off on foot...or they tried to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were easily apprehended by the local mounties for a very simple (and to me dumb) reason...they couldn't really run away as all three of them had theior pants hanging arfound their knees. You know...that style that always confuses me since that is a prison style...and in prison, it means you are someone's "bitch". I know...all these stupid mother fuckers running around thinking they are the shit...really...they are just showing off that someone owns their ass and violates it on a regular basis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course...you should have seen them as they "ran" away...it was in the funny ass little gait that I like to refer to as the "Nigger Waddle"...they were caught within 25 yards of the crime. If you are going to plan a crime, then at least make sure you can run away if you have to...seriously...that's just fucking stupid...stupid motherfuckers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead...flame me...I don't care. If you don't want it to be a stereotype, then stop making it so easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me...every single, black, hispanic, and redneck "stereotype" is present in my apartment complex...if so many manifestations exist...I think we have to stop calling them a stereotype and get over all the Politically Correct bullshit...if it fits...use it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously weep for humanity when 3 people can't manage to steal an old 1985 Buick within 8 minutes...well...stupidity is running more rampant than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "The trial lawyer does what Socrates was executed for: making the worse argument appear the stronger." --- Judge Irving Kaufman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114913524910452106?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114913524910452106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114913524910452106&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114913524910452106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114913524910452106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-weep-for-humanity.html' title='I Weep For Humanity....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114886530236485491</id><published>2006-05-28T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T18:21:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote I agree with...</title><content type='html'>So...the other day, I was out and about, and I saw something that I quite highly agree with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I tell you, go back and read this post from a while back...you'll understand everything then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/07/wowjustwow.html"&gt;Read This First&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....now that you have read it, the quote you've all been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have nothing against God, it's his fan club that annoys the shit out of me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can agree with that sentiment quite readily ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh yes, still working on the site update and getting back to posting more, just bear with me please. Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Religion is not a conclusion of the reason." - Lyman Abbott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114886530236485491?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114886530236485491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114886530236485491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114886530236485491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114886530236485491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/05/quote-i-agree-with.html' title='Quote I agree with...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114807965432011589</id><published>2006-05-19T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:00:54.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...so I've been gone...so what...</title><content type='html'>{See Title}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologize for being gone so long...I really had nothing much o say and didn't feel like saying what I did have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a reflection on ya'll, just in a Blogging Funk I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next couple of weeks, I am going to try and update my site, change it over to somethng new...and then we'll go from there. I do promise to get back around to everybody once I get this all done and spend a few days going through everyone's backlogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114807965432011589?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114807965432011589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114807965432011589&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114807965432011589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114807965432011589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/05/okso-ive-been-goneso-what.html' title='Ok...so I&apos;ve been gone...so what...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114611686976095527</id><published>2006-04-26T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:47:49.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Cuddling With Kittens</title><content type='html'>As you can tell from the title, this is &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;SubKit&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your help in poking Big Ed into posting....he's lost a little bit of his blogging addiction; I guess that's my fault though, huh? Gave him something else to focus on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, bad me. We'll go over my punishment later (&lt;em&gt;oh yeeeea!&lt;/em&gt;) but for now, how about a little embarrassing Big Ed HNT, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2590/1956/1600/cuddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2590/1956/320/cuddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, all curled up on the couch with my kitten blanket and with Brutus and Pandora on opposite ends of the couch as well. Ain't they adorable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114611686976095527?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114611686976095527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114611686976095527&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114611686976095527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114611686976095527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/04/hnt-cuddling-with-kittens.html' title='HNT - Cuddling With Kittens'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114531849606368154</id><published>2006-04-17T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:01:36.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death and Taxes</title><content type='html'>Well...that time has come and gone once again...yep...the time that the average working people of the US...the ones who keep it afloat...have to give back even more money to the elite few who control the purse strings and dump more of it into their own greedy pockets than those of the people who gave of theirs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about my opinon on the IRS and the American Tax System in general...I'm sure you can get the gist of it from the above mini rant...so there's no need to waste my time or yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the death part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger...my Clown Loach...passed away today for the love of a non existent mate...apparently he was going through a mating cycle and desperately trying to get out of my tank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one way that could be accomplished and he tried...quite succesfully a few times...to escape. Once or twice he was found in my filter...happily crammed in and stuck...and once found outside the tank writhing on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I DID attempt to seal it up better, or so I thought...I covered the filter opening, and taped down the lid of the filter just in case, and went to work satisfied that The Loach would be there when I got home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was partially right. The Loach was there...dried out and quite dead inside the cabinet that the tank sits on (must have jumped out, bounced off the back wall, and landed inside from the rear)...I can only imagine the pain and suffering of drowning in the open air, but sadly...The Loach is no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot fathom how The Loach got out...I can only admire his determination and strength of will to persevere in the face of adversity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, the end was most likely not what was expected...but you still have to admire The Loach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you Loach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/181370b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Carpe Diem" does not mean "fish of the day." --- Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114531849606368154?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114531849606368154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114531849606368154&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114531849606368154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114531849606368154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/04/death-and-taxes.html' title='Death and Taxes'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114462963086452112</id><published>2006-04-09T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:40:30.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punishment...with a smile</title><content type='html'>So the other night, my little Submissive Kitten did something very mean and not nice to me....she didn't do it intentionally, so it was quite forgivable...which I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being an owner means sometimes having to punish your pet to get the point across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....Friday I get home from work before her and proceed to change into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to relax and wait till she gets home to decide what to do for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for her, I got online, read a few e-mails, and then went browsing at some old sites I hadn't been to for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While browsing, I ran across a few porn sites and got quite nice and hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while waiting for my little Submissive Kitten to get home, I decided to have a little fun with myself...I watched a few porn clips, browsed a few sites and the whole time sat there with my shorts down around my ankles slowly stroking my nice hard erect cock thinking of all the delicious things I would love to be doing to SubKit right then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while of this, I gave her a call and asked her to get home as soon as possible...I had a nice surprise waiting for her...a good hot warm gooey treat to shoot down her waiting throat and have her gulp down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...while waiting I came up with the perfect punishment for her...you know...the kind that would make her remember what she had done, while at the same time...not being cruel and mean ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got home, I wated for her to put down all her stuff, grabbed her by the shoulders, and threw her up against the door and started kissing her nice and hard. I grabbed her shirt, pulled it off her, and then went for her bra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That came off like nobody's business and wound up on the floor with all her other stuff...at this point, I had her exactly where I wanted her. I spun her around, pressed her up against the door, ran my lips and tongue down the back of her neck and shoulders and grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I promptly tied her hands together...just where I wanted them...by now she was moaning in anticipation of what I was going to do to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I grabbed her by the hands and marched her back into the bedroom, and pushed her down on to her knees in front of my favorite chair. I then sat down, and very calmly explained what I was expecting from her as punishment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost orgasmed at the anticipation of the pleasure I was expecting from her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point I have to admit it was kind of fun to watch her writhing against the ropes in pleasure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I layed back in the chair, and slowly stroked my cock for a minute and then smiled and she knew what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...my little Submissive Kitten has told me that she is a bit shy about giving blowjobs because former boyfriends/acquaintances/etc... have told her she is not any good at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now me personally...if I am with someone and they are no good, I try to help them along with suggestions, prods, nudges...etc and let them know how to get better, not just be mean and leave it at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said...either she's been practicing, or they were just gay and didn't like a woman touching their penis...but DAMN....does she know how to suck cock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her hands tied behind her, and on her knees, naked from the waist up, she used every part of her available to bring extreme pleasure to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She licked, sucked, nibbled, bit....everywhere, all over...she rubbed my cock between her nice firm breasts, moaning the whole time...everytime she slid her mouth down my shaft she moaned nice and loudly so the vibrations would work themselves all the way down to my balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Sub Kit needs no help in the blowjob department and after everything was all said and down, she managed to almost swallow all of the nice big load she made for herself...she had to go back for the leftover dribbles and licked my cock clean like a little kitten...abso-fucking-fantastic feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all was said and done, I untied her, asked her if she had learned her lesson...and she looked up at me with a wicked little grin and said "of course not...you might have to punish me again when I forget next time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my little Submissive Kitten....she makes me quite happy, and in turn I enjoy making her ecstaticly happy whenever I can... a nice little circle don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a little recap for you to think about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world." --- Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114462963086452112?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114462963086452112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114462963086452112&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114462963086452112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114462963086452112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/04/punishmentwith-smile.html' title='Punishment...with a smile'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114437678843021305</id><published>2006-04-06T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:17:00.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>Ok...I'm a little busy this week with work and other stuff, so no HNT...but if you go &lt;a href="http://iddohim.blogspot.com/2006/04/wed-shave-his-balls-for-him.html"&gt;over here&lt;/a&gt; to see the girls, you can have a recap of some past HNT's...and a few other things ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iddohim.blogspot.com/2006/04/wed-shave-his-balls-for-him.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/idshml.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Can't sleep...clowns will eat me..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114437678843021305?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114437678843021305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114437678843021305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114437678843021305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114437678843021305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/04/hnt.html' title='HNT'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114404612247536258</id><published>2006-04-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:35:22.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Etiquette</title><content type='html'>Ok...so...true story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submissive Kitten and I went out Saturday night to the movies, saw Inside mna (very good by the way), and then went to Bennigan's to grab some takeout to go home and chow down for the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All well and good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while we were waiting for our order to arrive, I went to the bathroom to take a leak. Now, as every guy here knows, there are three BASIC rules that MUST be followed while using the urinals in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most essential and vital of the three rules...Never, ever, under any circumstances, whatever you do, for the love of all that is Holy, under penalty of severe death by beating with assorted fruit baskets...talk to someone at the next urinal while taking care of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When going into a restroom to use a urinal, the following rule must be applied. When choosing a urinal, if there are no other patrons, choose whichever one you want. If you enter the restroom and find a urinal occupied, you MUST ALWAYS choose a urinal with AT LEAST one urinal spaced between you and the other patron. See the below diagram for an example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x = urinal&lt;br /&gt;0 = patron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x   x   x   x   x   &lt;br /&gt;0       0       0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a correct spacing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x   x   x   x   x  &lt;br /&gt;0   0          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is an example of the WRONG way to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If...and please refer to Rule #1 before using this rule...IF you MUST speak to someone at the urinal next to you, you WILL keep your eyes facing the wall and under no circumstances will you look at the guy standing next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...what may the point be of this little lesson in bathroom etiquette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was in the bathroom at Bennigan's, minding my own fucking business, dick in hand taking a leak and this jackass walks in and decides I'm his new best friend while taking a piss. Breaks all three rules completely and totally to the point of me wanting to turn to my left and piss all over his legs...I almost did it to, and just when I had made up my mind that I was going to, I ran out of piss...quite sad really, since I was looking forward to it once I had made my decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much else to say, but thought I would regale you with an amusing tale from the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "We may brave human laws, but we cannot resist natural ones." ---Jules Verne (20,000 Leagues Under The Sea)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114404612247536258?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114404612247536258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114404612247536258&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114404612247536258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114404612247536258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/04/bathroom-etiquette.html' title='Bathroom Etiquette'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114372556009807622</id><published>2006-03-30T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T05:32:40.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Smiles</title><content type='html'>This is SubKit. Big Ed is in the shower; forgot his own HNT. I'm rather indisposed as of late due to health, so instead of taking care of his blog, he's taking care of me. But I can't allow that to interfere, now can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went digging through his files (not something I condone, trust me) and found the perfect HNT for today. It makes me smile and I hope it makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/IM000103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/IM000103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also included an old one of me too, only a different kind of smile, also from archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Random%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Random%20006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TFTD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling - it makes people wonder what you've been up to.&lt;/em&gt; ~Author Unknown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114372556009807622?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114372556009807622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114372556009807622&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114372556009807622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114372556009807622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-smiles.html' title='HNT - Smiles'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114339014680418908</id><published>2006-03-26T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:33:14.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fajitas &amp; Margaritas - Big Ed Style (by subkit)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;note: long post; apologies if it's not readable at times; i just woke up and have a headache&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Ed doesn't know HOW to cook a delicious meal for only a few people. He learned the massive recipe, yet doesn't know how to tone it down for only a two or three people. I am fine with this. I grew up in a household of 5-7people at any given time. I am quite used to eating leftovers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week he decided he wanted to make fajitas on Saturday night. Nothing wrong with that. To compensate for the massive amounts of food it calls for, we decided to have people over. No biggie. We decided to make it a fun night, have dinner then go OUT to see a live Rocky Horror Picture Show (I'll let him explain that later, I'm new to the concept of what really goes on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/03/sirens-spikes-and-shooting-pains.html" target="_blank"&gt;I was in the hospital Thursday night&lt;/a&gt;. Doctor's orders, I need rest. I was not happy. New drugs too. A diuretic medicine (it makes you peeeee like crazy) for high blood pressure and some vicoden for misdiagnosed chest pain (I love doctors). Big Ed debated cancelling on everbody for my health. Though I may be a submissive kitten, I wouldn't allow it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just cancelled going out. I honestly think that was our biggest mistake! That just &lt;em&gt;invites&lt;/em&gt; people to stay all hours, we all know this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Big Ed's friends cancelled on us, but Mickey and Mandy and her fiance were still set to come. Then we find out Big Ed's sister is in town. With her should-be fiance. And his sister. And her husband. And guess who's showing up??? All four. That's 9 people crammed into this tiny apartment. Not so bad, really, we just need another couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was good. No leftovers. Big Ed can cook! But people brought liquor. And alcohol. And we had margaritas. (of course, I couldn't drink because of my new blood pressure pills...it's kinda a party kill to be the only sober one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yes, people brought alcohol. Massive amounts. Which meant they planned to stay a LONG time. Which was fine with me, but being a decent hostess isn't easy when you're slacking on the "no-sugar, no-caffiene, no-grease diet" and have McD's for lunch, and three sodas simply because you've missed it and crave it so much and then land with a massive High Blood Pressure induced headache and you can't take a nap because there are guests, even though they won't mind because they're caught up in their own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I just saw the kitchen; I didn't pay much attention last night, but making instant oatmeal was excuse enough to march through the disaster zone.... Big Ed's souvenier bottle of absinthe was barely opened and now is barely about 1/3 full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy, MacFarlin, and Mickey were all planning to stay the night in advance. We were fine with this; we've (barely) got couch (foldout) and chair (recliner) space to fill them all. We expected the rest of the group to be gone by 1am. Yea, it wasn't a pretty sight; they didn't leave until we kicked them out at 4am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say DAMN. Big Ed's sister's boyfriend left out the door, came back in two minutes later, and started SCARFING the remains of the fajitas!! And the way he and his sister were acting while quite drunk? Yikes! (think Eurotrip and the twins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, headache is back; time for meds and more oatmeal. Sorry this was long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...did I mention that Big Ed is even MORE consciencious about my health when he's not sober? But he's more willing to let me pull him on top of me, so I guess it evens out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post Thought:&lt;br /&gt;"I ask for nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;"And you shall receive it, IN ABUNDANCE!"&lt;br /&gt;- Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114339014680418908?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114339014680418908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114339014680418908&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114339014680418908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114339014680418908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/fajitas-margaritas-big-ed-style-by.html' title='Fajitas &amp; Margaritas - Big Ed Style (by subkit)'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114308317021833151</id><published>2006-03-22T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:27:57.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Eternal Punishment</title><content type='html'>Hehehe...I know what you're thinking..."Hey Big Ed, when are you going to start working towards finishing &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-part-1.html"&gt;this series&lt;/a&gt; you started a while back?"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, due to unforseen problems with Submissive Kitten's health, due to the quacks that have been treating her, she is quite fine by the way, just recovering slowly is all....she we haven't really been able to work on it, but we have the next one in the series for ya...and yes, I know, ya'll want to see more of me, but I promise, as it progresses, there will be plenty of "me" in the shots as well...just give it time and savor the anticipation ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, I give you Part Deux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT%20Ass%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT%20Ass%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to see what caused these lovely welts on Submissive Kitten's ass, &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-horriblei-admit-it.html"&gt;check out this post&lt;/a&gt;...along with a few other household items ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to go along with the punishment theme, a little quiz result for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 160px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 150px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 138px; background: #770022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 160px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 86px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Discover Your Sins - Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "You don't appreciate a lot of stuff in school until you get older. Little things like being spanked every day by a middle aged woman: Stuff you pay good money for in later life." ---Emo Philips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114308317021833151?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114308317021833151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114308317021833151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114308317021833151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114308317021833151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-eternal-punishment.html' title='HNT - Eternal Punishment'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114291200965029033</id><published>2006-03-20T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:33:29.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckers...all of them....</title><content type='html'>I hate shoddy craftsmanship...I really really really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I build something or attempt to make something, I sometimes have to settle for less than perfect, but at least I'm honest and open about it and the person knows up front what they are getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look back at my last post, you will notice that I nearly killed my Submissive Kitten, but during the debacle, I set off the smoke alarm as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to turnit off, I had to take it off the ceiling and pop the battery out. No problem, I had just changed it 2 months ago anyway, so it was nice and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put it back up Sunday morning and within about 30 seconds it started smoking, shorting out, and caught on fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fucking smoke alarm caught on fire...it's my fucking luck...damn Korean made piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...there's my little bit of irony for the day for ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "A spark neglected has often raised a conflagration." ---Quintus Curtius Rufus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114291200965029033?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114291200965029033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114291200965029033&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114291200965029033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114291200965029033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuckersall-of-them.html' title='Fuckers...all of them....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114272173859736114</id><published>2006-03-18T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T14:42:18.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death and Taxes</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I almost inadvertently killed my little Submissive Kitten. It's a story worthy of the best accidental stupidity lists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 12:30 or so this afternoon, and we decided to have some lunch. Last night we had made some hamburgers, with some homemade french fries. Actually, we is a strong word, my little Kitten did all the work, and it was fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I figured I would do up all the leftover fries, and make a nice little snack for lunch to go along with it. So I put the oil on the stove to heat up, and worked ona few other things. I didn't forget it, I kept watching it, and watching it, and since I was not fully awake or conscious yet, I was waiting for it to boil...Yes...oil doesn't boil...yes I know what you all are thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short...smoke alrams went off, we had to sit outside for a LONG while as the apartment aired out. it was ugly ugly ugly ugly and it SERIOUSLY affected her asthma...it wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...this afternoon...she's still not feeling well...hacking, coughing, and glaring at me as she munches on the deliciousness that is the homemade fries...kind of funny in retrospect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,...not mych else going on today. We had planned to go out to the Zoo and maybe a picnic at the Botanical gardens, but as everyone knows, the GOds line up to fuck mwith me and take turns bashing me down...so it rained today...IS raining right now...fuckers...just because they have a little omnipotence, they think they know everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...other than that, I got nothing but a couple of time wasters that were sent my way for you to view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cs.technion.ac.il/~gershon/EscherForReal/"&gt;Escher's Visions Made Real...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that have a &lt;a href="http://www.urban75.com/Mag/bubble.html"&gt;bubble wrap obsession&lt;/a&gt;...have at it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought ya'll might enjoy a good laugh at my expense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before." ---Mae West&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114272173859736114?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114272173859736114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114272173859736114&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114272173859736114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114272173859736114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/death-and-taxes.html' title='Death and Taxes'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114248011020194469</id><published>2006-03-15T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T19:37:15.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Cowboy Style!</title><content type='html'>YeeeeeHaaaaaawwwwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last weekend at &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/rattlesnake-fun.html"&gt;The Rattlesnake Roundup&lt;/a&gt;, I forgot to bring me a hat...yeah I know...dumb me right? Bald head, 87 degree weather, no clouds, all day in the sun...stupid right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know...I got up and was half asleep for most of the drive out to my sisters house. So sue me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Submissive Kitten decided I should show ya'll my new hat I got while I was out there...it needs to be rained on a few times, rolled around in the mud, and stomped...just to break it in properly...but for now it works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...without further ado, here ya go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT%20Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT%20Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction." --- Anon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114248011020194469?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114248011020194469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114248011020194469&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114248011020194469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114248011020194469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-cowboy-style.html' title='HNT - Cowboy Style!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114220735001954364</id><published>2006-03-12T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T15:49:10.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rattlesnake fun...</title><content type='html'>Ok...so this weekend I decided I needed to get away for a while, so I went to visit my sister in Sweetwater, TX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing worth mentioning in Sweetwater, except for 2 things...the US Gypsum plant (which is the largest manufacturer of drywall) and the second weekend in March...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.rattlesnakeroundup.com/home.html"&gt;World's Largest Rattlesnake Roundup&lt;/a&gt; occurs the second weekend in March every year...basically it's an excuse for rednecks the world over to come, kill, and BBQ all forms of meat...but mostly rattlesnake....oh and did I mention the copious amounts of alcohol consumed over the weekend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have my pictures atm, I forgot to take my camera, but there were some people there with cameras and when they get around to sending me some, I will post them if any are worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes...I did drink me lot's of Jaegermeister...my poison of choice...my sister, brother, sister-in-law, soon-to-be brother-in-law and a cute little red-head guest were egging me on to get quite drunk with them...which I gladly did oncew we got back to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about ya'll, but I can't drink hard liquor out in the hot sun...makes me sick, and I don't drink beer (mule-piss), so I waited till we were back at her place in the air conditioning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say I was quite knackered and leave it at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'm rambling now, so I will talk at ya'll later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "A rattlesnake loose in the living room tends to end all discussion of animal rights." ---Lance Morrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114220735001954364?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114220735001954364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114220735001954364&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114220735001954364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114220735001954364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/rattlesnake-fun.html' title='Rattlesnake fun...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114187444191826693</id><published>2006-03-08T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:20:41.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!!! Real World Intrudes --- Film at 11!</title><content type='html'>Due to unforseeable Real Life issues (actually quite forseeable---if you're not preoccupied with other stuff) there will be no HNT this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...next week we will most likely do a 2 or 3 piece HNT to continue the &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-part-1.html"&gt;EPIC SAGA&lt;/a&gt; that was started last week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Management sincerely apologizes, but wishes you to know we will resume our weekly scheduled bouts with debauchery very soon. Thank You for your patience, and have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's the most frightening sentence in the English language?&lt;br /&gt;A: "I'm from the government.- I'm here to help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do the rest have to drown too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Wanted: Telepath. You know where to apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not Burger King, Federal Express, or the Library of Congress. Therefore, I do not do it your way, deliver overnight, or know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no personal problem which cannot be solved by the proper application of high explosives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"Always remember to pillage BEFORE you burn." ---anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114187444191826693?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114187444191826693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114187444191826693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114187444191826693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114187444191826693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/gah-real-world-intrudes-film-at-11.html' title='GAH!!! Real World Intrudes --- Film at 11!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114182454490483902</id><published>2006-03-08T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T05:29:05.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humpday B-day Demands</title><content type='html'>Well...my little Submissive Kitten is turning...well...turning another year older ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is her birthday, she had a few "demands" which I am quite willing to let her get away with this morning...it is after all, another excuse to spoil her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand #1 - Point all my lovely readers her way today so they may revel in the glory that is her birthday happiness ;-) &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/03/humpday-fun.html"&gt;Go Here And Say Hi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand 1 - Check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand #2 - A &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-timesfun-times.html"&gt;hot warm treat&lt;/a&gt; to start the day off with right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand 2 - Check! and Double Check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand #3 - A hot warm treat before we go to dinner tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demand 3 - That will be a very happy check later this evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, she hasn't come up with any more...but if she does, I will add them to the list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go say hi and Happy B-day for me...make her feel loved by the bloggers at large...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age." --- Robert Frost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114182454490483902?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114182454490483902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114182454490483902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114182454490483902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114182454490483902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/humpday-b-day-demands.html' title='Humpday B-day Demands'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114165145886983236</id><published>2006-03-06T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T05:27:36.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sly SubKit's  Side of the Story</title><content type='html'>Yea, he knows I'm on this time. Actually he ordered it. Says that if it came from him, y'all wouldn't believe it and think he was fishing for good thoughts of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell y'all now, DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still not feeling well. Adjusting to the med shift is hard and exhausting. But I was feeling better Sunday morning. I figured I could finally ausage that need within -- Hell I've not gotten any since....since....damn...I can't remember (a few weeks at least, right?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday morning, since I'd been craving bacon for nearly a week (no that's not code), I got up and cooked breakfast. BigEd was still asleep while I did this. He had gotten home late and was in dire need of rest, so I snuck out of bed and started gathering things for the biscuits, eggs, and bacon. But I couldn't find the bowl or the rolling pin....He'd hidden them! After waking him and getting them, I forced him back in bed. Then proceeded to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was wonderful. Says I'm going to spoil him. After breakfast, I was supposed to finish my &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/03/soulmates.html" target="_blank"&gt;blogpost&lt;/a&gt; and take a shower; we were headed to the Irish Festival at Dallas Fair Park. I finished the blogpost and proceeded to gather my clothes for a shower. In the process, he came up behind me and slapped my ass. Now, I was bent over my dresser and looked up into the mirror to make a witty retort, but instead caught my breath and bit my tongue. For the first time I realized what he'd been saying...I look damn sexy with my hair down around me, bent over in just a thin skin-tight top with a man behind me cradling my ass. Sick or not, I had to have him. Because I was just that sexy and that turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five seconds. According to him it took at most five seconds of having him in me for me to orgasm. To me, it was relief! And another key note to the play? The world went white!!! Ok, he says that's bad because I'm sick and that meant I wasn't getting enough oxygen, which could explain my hyper sensitivity and "false" euphoria that explains why I orgasmed so much ("more than five, less than fifteen..at least at the time I stopped for your health"). My retort to that ('cuz I AM a simple little &lt;em&gt;reluctant&lt;/em&gt; submissive at times...lol) was "no, babe, you're just that good!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, he is the man. A first twenty-five minute orgasm, a five second entrance record, and making my world disappear in a big white cloud....Yea...he's the man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114165145886983236?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114165145886983236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114165145886983236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114165145886983236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114165145886983236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/sly-subkits-side-of-story.html' title='Sly SubKit&apos;s  Side of the Story'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114145760344773163</id><published>2006-03-03T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:33:23.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so shaved today...or is it shivved?</title><content type='html'>Well....Life has been hectic for me lately. I don't want it to seem like an excuse, but there it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss blogging, I miss going to everybody's site on a daily basis, I miss the interaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize...I really do...Hopefully in a couple of weeks, everything will finally settle back into my routine for me and all will be well...or I could end up getting gang raped and shivved in prison for some crime I committed back in my early 20's...who the fuck knows right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for not being shivved...I really really really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was interesting...as usual, my little Submissive Kitten went to bed before me (new medication, makes her tired...Still adjusting to it) and I finished up a few things and joined her shortly thereafter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later, I wake up in a cold sweat, I don't really remember the details of the dream, but the basics were this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I proposed...she said yes...everybody was happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, first of all let me be clear...I am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; proposing anytime in the near future, assuming of course we even manage to stay together in the long haul...this was simply a dream...the really scary part was this morning, while still half asleep (I'm not a morning person...I usually don't become functional until noonish...doesn't matter what time I get up), and getting ready for the day, we were talking, laughing, she was giggling and looking awfully cute...you know where this is going...I actually bit my tongue when I realized that my half asleep brain was thinking of the dream and I almost said the words out loud...it would have been pretty interesting to see her reaction...fortunately for all involved...I didn't get to see it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did of course tell her what had almost just happened and why...she looked at me, smiled, and said "I'm leaving for work now..."...Good Kitten...Looking back, while wide awake and functional...I know it was just the half asleep syndrome, but damn...that was a close call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump forward about 15 hours...My ex-wife calls me up to tell me she was fired today from her job of 7 years...this is not good. She needs comforting and no one else is around. OK fine. I go get her some booze and some food and take a movie over with me so we can chill and she can vent and get it out of her system. My little Submissive Kitten was quite understanding and good enough to let me go without even a warning against doing anything stupid...which I wouldn't have done, but she gets kudos for it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm over there, we're wathcing the movie, she's getting quite thoroughly drunk, and she breaks down, starts to cry..."This is good" I think...she's going to get it out of her system, just what she needs...wrong...she's on a depressive streak, and this isn't really helping like I thought...damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, by this time, she's pretty drunk and practically has done everything but say the words "I want to fuck you now"...At this point, I carefully extricate myself from the situation (i.e. she realizes what's happening to herself, and kicks me out before she does say it), and I go home. I know I wouldn't have let anything happen, as much fun as it would be, and as much as I miss her, I would not for two very important reasons...I'm not the guy who cheats anymore, and I am &lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/strong&gt; not the guy who &lt;strong&gt;NEEDS&lt;/strong&gt; to cheat...I go home...no problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 minutes after I get home, she calls me. She's had a few more shots and is quite drunk...within a span of about 3 minutes, she professes that she is still quite in love with me, misses me, wants me to come over and fuck her brains out, and wants me back....I told her I would come back over to make sure she was OK, but that there would be no sex whatsoever...she said no, it wasn't worth it unless she was getting fucked (while slurring her words and not making much sense)...so I told her to go to bed and call me in a half hour if she was still awake...that was 20 minutes ago...we'll see if she calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how my night has gone. I would like to also take this chance to once again give mad props to Sub Kit for being so understanding tonight...she really is great... She was quite dead to the world when I got home, so I haven't told her any of this yet, but she will either read it in the morning before school, or I will tell her when she gets home...whichever happens first ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I vow that once everything gets back on track, I will be by all your sites' more frequently and will be up for lots more carousing with the bloggers at large...until then though, please bear with me, and know that I am not being lazy...just not enough time ;-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "A wife lasts only for the length of the marriage, but an ex-wife is there for the rest of your life. " ---Jim Samuels&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114145760344773163?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114145760344773163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114145760344773163&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114145760344773163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114145760344773163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-so-shaved-todayor-is-it-shivved.html' title='Not so shaved today...or is it shivved?'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114127400838649760</id><published>2006-03-01T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:34:05.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Ok...Submissive Kitten and I decided to have a little fun with the HNT, so we are going to do a multi-part set. So...without further ado, here is the first part...or as I like to call it...The Set Up...let's see if you smart people can figure out where we are going with this one m'k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/hnt%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/400/hnt%20012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, and we'll see you next week with Part Deux of ~insert unknown number as of yet~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yes...you must &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-mardi-gras-style.html"&gt;go here&lt;/a&gt; and comment (she is feeling unloved by her readers this week)...Please?...For me? Thank You ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still” ---Sir Thomas More&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114127400838649760?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114127400838649760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114127400838649760&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114127400838649760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114127400838649760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/03/hnt-part-1.html' title='HNT - Part 1'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114110851557410553</id><published>2006-02-27T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:35:15.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*...Figures....</title><content type='html'>Everybody who has been here a while knows I am moving to Austin this summer, so I can go to school and finish up. I am planning on graduating from UT, but at this rate, it ain't gonna happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got online tonight to do my application, and after spending a while on it, my essay and everything else, I hit the apply for transfer, and it popped up with this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We regret to inform you that we have reached our allotted amount of transfers for the Fall 2006 semester. You have been put on the waiting list in a first come, first serve basis. If your status should change, you shall be notified by mail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the gist of it anyway...oh well...fuck it...I guess I need to find out when the OPEN date for transfer for the Spring semester of 2007 is and make sure it gets in on day 1. Anyway, this does not change my moving plans, as I am still moving July 1st, it just means another semester at prices I can afford to pay without mortgaging my soul...so I guess there is a silver lining after all ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "“We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope." ---Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114110851557410553?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114110851557410553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114110851557410553&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114110851557410553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114110851557410553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/sighfigures.html' title='*sigh*...Figures....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114089343420912462</id><published>2006-02-25T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T10:50:34.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Light Reading For Ya</title><content type='html'>I had an article sent to me yesterday...thought I would share with all you freaky deaky's out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.murdzplace.com/CNN.htm"&gt;Go Here to read it...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Pleasure is the greatest incentive to evil." ---Plato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114089343420912462?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114089343420912462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114089343420912462&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114089343420912462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114089343420912462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/little-light-reading-for-ya.html' title='A Little Light Reading For Ya'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114067058018031593</id><published>2006-02-22T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:14:07.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT with Toys!</title><content type='html'>Now a few of you may remember a while back my shock at the Christmas present I received with no name attached in the mail. You can read about it &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeah-baby.html" target="_blank"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few of you may remember when I did my audio post with it...you can listen to it &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/hnt-replacement.html" target="_blank"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt; (not work safe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for HNT this week, I thought you would enjoy a nice visual of the toy in action...you can even listen to the audio post and look at the picture if you want ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/01-12-06_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/01-12-06_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to check out my little Submissive Kitten's new collar that I got for her (with a little bell on it even) go check it out &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/2006/02/hnt-mine.html" target="_blank"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;after all...all kittens need a pretty collar to proclaim that they are owned by someone...(Don't tell her, but if I win the lottery, she get's one with real diamonds in it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Happy HNT everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "The exhibitionist loves to flirt with shame" --- Mason Cooley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114067058018031593?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114067058018031593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114067058018031593&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114067058018031593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114067058018031593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/hnt-with-toys.html' title='HNT with Toys!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114028576298458517</id><published>2006-02-18T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T10:18:47.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun times...fun times...</title><content type='html'>My little Submissive Kitten, like all kittens, likes to have a treat in the mornings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By treat, I mean a mouthful of cum to start the day off right. Not only does she crave it, she begs for it. Mercilessly some days *insert wicked grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so this morning, she got up to go to school, and decided that she wanted a treat to keep her warm while she drove out to school. Me being a considerate owner, was quite willing to give her exactly what she wanted. Now to the problem...she only had about ten mintes to get dressed, pack her bag, get her stuff for class and leave...what to do what to do....oh wait...I have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibitionist in me grabs a hold of my already mostly hard cock and proceeds to quite thoroughly pleasure myself for her ;-) I do love an audience, and she loves a show...it works out quite well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since I didn't really have time to give her a good show, I just headed on over to the finale...she understood...the treat is what she was really after anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to the point where I have about 10-15 seconds to go, and I let her know that her presence is required...she comes on over, leans down, and puts her lips right on the tip of my dick...now, at this point, I had maybe 10 seconds left...guys, chime in here...you know we can tell approximates like that....anyway, the instant she touches her lips to the overly sensitive tip of my cock, I started spurting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a knee-jerk reaction that I didn't even have my own little mini orgasm that normally accompanies such a release...it was just cum...this has never happened to me before, and the only thing I can think is that my body KNEW what was about to happen and decided that 10 seconds was too long to wait for it ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that, being betrayed by ones own body in anticipation of pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While an odd, and distinctly first time experience...it was kind of cool...here I was, planning ahead for the next few seconds, reacting to my body the way I always do...and then she interjected with essentially a kiss and that's all she wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, she may be my Submissive Kitten, but she controls everything...how she wants it, when she wants, and how long...and she revels in the power just like any kitten would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Large mountain cats can be dangerous, but a little pussy never hurt anyone."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114028576298458517?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114028576298458517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114028576298458517&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114028576298458517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114028576298458517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-timesfun-times.html' title='Fun times...fun times...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-114005109827382420</id><published>2006-02-15T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T22:47:07.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been outed...and HNT...</title><content type='html'>Those of you that peruse the lsit of people that I read, when I get the chance, should have stopped by &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Triple L's&lt;/a&gt; site once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...if any of you had read her post from last night...you would have realized she outed me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes..her alter ego is as my little &lt;a href="http://triplelll.blogspot.com/"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go by...check her out...be nice to her...or you have to answer to me.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go...you learned a little bit more about me today...aren't you glad you stopped by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes...if you want the HNT, head over to this spot and check it...Submissive Kitten was &lt;a href="http://threeboobsonachest.blogspot.com/"&gt;marking her territory&lt;/a&gt;...check out the gaping patch of missing hair in the center...ripped out by the roots...very painful, yet very very much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "In the middle of a world that has always been a bit mad, the cat walks with confidence." ---Roseanne Anderson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-114005109827382420?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/114005109827382420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=114005109827382420&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114005109827382420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/114005109827382420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-outedand-hnt.html' title='I&apos;ve been outed...and HNT...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113996396407775638</id><published>2006-02-14T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:53:56.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm horrible...I admit it...</title><content type='html'>Ok...I apologize for my lack of updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between work, school, "The Kittens" and dealing with other stuff, like trying to figure out how I'm going to rework my taxes so I don't owe $1800 in April...I've let a few things go...like you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the time being, here is my plan. I will update when I can, and have something worth updating, and I will AT LEAST once a week, or more IF POSSIBLE, stop by EVERYONE'S blog and catch up on what I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...I got nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to drop one of my classes this semester. I had to actually admit to myself that I'm not Superman, and can't keep my grades up in all three classes plus work full time...so I dropped one and plan on taking it in the summer session. I figured that I would be better off doing well in two classes than doing just OK in 3 classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will leave you guys with these picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Kitten Of Doom has decided that Submissive Kitten is a tolerable addition to the apartment as long as she leaves things out for her to lay claim to...as evidenced below....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Submissive Kitten and I bought a new toy this weekend...we have only had one chance to try it out, but so far...I think it was a good buy...I'll keep you guys updated on the progress as we play with it some more ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Thou art to me a delicious torment." ---Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113996396407775638?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113996396407775638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113996396407775638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113996396407775638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113996396407775638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-horriblei-admit-it.html' title='I&apos;m horrible...I admit it...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113945539630041012</id><published>2006-02-08T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:23:16.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - With a story even ;-)</title><content type='html'>Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I post my HNT I have to tell you the story behind it. I was going to link to my original post in the matter, but as I looked through my archives, I appear to be missing about 3 weeks worth of posts back in July of last year. They have disappeared...sort of like my chances of NOT going to Hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is what happened. Back in July I went to a hookah bar one Friday night and hung out with some new friends I had made there the weekend before. It was about 8 PM or so and we stayed until closing at 2 AM. At this point, most of us were quite drunk...I'm pretty sure I was the worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you have to remember, at this point, it was approx 2 months after my ex-wife had kicked me out of the house and I was not really in my right mind...or stable for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were all pretty drunk. Now, for a little background on the group. There were 8 of us. Me plus 7 other women. It was kind of like my own little harem. The whole "My wife kicked me out last week, I'm lonely, heartbroken, and in pain" routine worked like a charm ;-). Ok...so there were 7 of them...so I of course, in my drunken logic,  named them my Seven Deadly Sins (I named them all Lust). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there were a couple of them that were somewhat sober, so they drove...apparently one of them even drove my car so I wouldn't have to go back and get it the next day. I vaguely remember the 8 of us swimming in the Trinity River in Fort Worth at about 3 AM...skinny dipping of course...it was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all that, it gets a might wee bit fuzzy...I think one of them had a bottle in her car and we were doing shots in the river...that made things quite fun...lots of drunken groping on my part ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...flash forward about 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 AM Saturday morning, my (at the time) Soon-To-Be-Ex-Wife (STBXW) showed up because we were trying to do the whole "remain friends" thing and so we were going to go and do some Garage-Selling to look for stuff for me for the apartment. She knocks on the door...and knocks again...and then tries the doorknob. It's open...she walks in, sees me and snaps a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...once she had finished laughing her ass off...and let me tell you, she was crying she was laughing so hard...she managed to wake me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you notice, in the picture, I am wearing one sock...and one sock only. The rest of my clothes...boxers, pants, shirt, shoes, OTHER sock...were all in my car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...you have to ask yourself...How did I get to my apartment without all this? The answer is that I must have wandered...for God knows how long...through my apartment complex stark raving drunk ass naked with just one sock and my keys...Until I found my apartment door. I then came in, and fell on the couch and passed out, or that I was led in by one of my lovely little Sins. Either way...it's just too damn funny to pass up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go...I hope you enjoy it and the story that went along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day." ---Frank Sinatra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113945539630041012?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113945539630041012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113945539630041012&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113945539630041012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113945539630041012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/hnt-with-story-even.html' title='HNT - With a story even ;-)'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113941996247284384</id><published>2006-02-08T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:34:25.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sub Kit Again.... :)</title><content type='html'>Sick kittens, in Big Ed's place, are well taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we don't get to do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I got yelled at for trying to make myself a cup of juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, BigEd, though I'm not supposed to tell you this, is a big softie when it comes to his possessions (assuming nobody is trying to take them, of course). And he's OCD, so if things aren't his way, he kinda sorta freaks out. It's fun to sit and provoke that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, off topic...so with me being sick -- small sniffles, sneezes, pre-pnuemonia chest pains -- I've been ordered to bedrest. But he's at work.... *mischevious giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yea, that was the point of this post: to show ya the big scary muscular guy with a bad attitude has a soft spot...and &lt;em&gt;TRIES&lt;/em&gt; to spoil me the way he's spoiled Kitten Of Doom (is the 'o' in 'of' capitalized? must ask her....). That cat...!!!! She is the most spoiled of ANY cat I've seen (even beats out my spoiled mama's boy -- who went back to my parents' place after a week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and therefore rambling. My apologies. Have a good day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;{}&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=white&gt;SubmissiveKitten&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=red&gt;{}&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;Just got a txt message from him:&lt;br /&gt;"You're supposed to be asleep!!!"&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113941996247284384?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113941996247284384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113941996247284384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113941996247284384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113941996247284384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/sub-kit-again.html' title='Sub Kit Again.... :)'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113928870470322265</id><published>2006-02-06T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:05:04.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits and more...</title><content type='html'>Earlier this evening on the news, They had an expose on the school systems in the Dallas/ Ft. Worth area. I'm not sure how many of you in the area actually saw it, but it made me weep for the future of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main brunt of the expose was on the lack of ability of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEACHERS&lt;/span&gt; to pass their qualification tests. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NORM&lt;/span&gt; for the area is for the teachers to fail it an average of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;times before they pass. There were many teachers who were on attempt number &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; and up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 50th attempt Dallas Independent School Disctrict demotes you to a teacher's aid...but you have to fail it 50 times...they have demoted a lot of people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were interviewing teachers who were taking classes to help them pass the tests...and this was the quote that really fucking pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were interviewing a special education teacher who was on attempt number 27, and when asked why he hadn't passed it yet, here was his response. "It's a long test that requires lots of reading...I don't like to read that much in one sitting..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing....I weep for the future of America and humanity in general...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "One's work may be finished some day, but one's education never." ---Alexander Dumas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113928870470322265?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113928870470322265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113928870470322265&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113928870470322265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113928870470322265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/tidbits-and-more.html' title='Tidbits and more...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113909290521912887</id><published>2006-02-04T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T14:41:45.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE my fellow man...</title><content type='html'>Everyone who has been reading this little spot for a while knows that I live in a hell hole of an apartment...it doesn't really look bad on the outside. The people are what suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work yesterday and found someone parked in my spot...now, I don't mean the spot I claimed for myself, I mean the spot that the APT COMPLEX designated as mine. See, we have two different types of parking...covered and non-covered. Every apt gets one covered spot designated to them. The uncovered spots are for anybody. Simple yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they also told me when I moved in that if someone was parked in your spot, call a tow company (they gave us a particular one) and tell them to come take care of it...simple, easy, neat. So I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanted to watch, so I sat outside waiting for the tow company and after about 20-25 minutes the jack ass in the car comes out to leave. I go over and proceed to tell him that he came "This close" to having his car towed and he's lucky he came out when he did. I also told him if he parked in my spot again I would be calling them back out to tow his happy ass. Ignorance is no excuse...I tell everybody who visits not to park in the covered spots...is it too much to assume that everybody else does that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, flash forward about a half hour. Submissive Kitten ishome and decides she is going to take a shower...she graciously invites me to join her after a few minutes and I proceed to be quite happy with this arrangement and as I am getting ready to join her, I get a knock on the door. It's the fucktard...and his wife apparently. He then proceeds to attempt to apologize and I tell him it doesn't matter where he parks, as long as it's not ina covered spot and especially not MY spot...there must have been some sort of communication breakdown vbecause he kept talking...and talking...and I was getting more and more frustrated and his wife was telling him to be a man in spanish and I don't think they realize I understood almost every word they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 15 minutes of this crap, I finally said "You know what...I'll make this simple..go away and park anywhere bu tmy spot...it's simple.." Then he lets slip that he actually LIVES in the complex...which proceeds to piss me off even more...he KNOWS the rule, has his own spot, and is still trying to argue with me that I'm wrong to want to tow him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucking language barrier...is it too much to ask that people who are living and working in the country...hopefully legally (but doubtfully based on where I am)...learn enough English to be able to communicate with their neighbors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...I just told him to go away and slammed the door in his face...I walked back to the bathroom...and Kitten was out of the shower wondering where I had gone to...I was doubly pissed at this fucker now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the people I live around, and I am thankful I only have a few more months to put up with the stupidity and bullshit...not only id he make me waste my time arguing with him when he didn't understand a word I said, but I missed out on shower nookie as well...fucker needs to have his balls ripped off, and his wife needs to just realize that because people don't react to what you're saying, doesn't mean you don't understand them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I feel better...thank you for letting me rant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Calling an illegal alien an undocumented immigrant is like calling a burglar an uninvited house guest." ---Garrett Hardin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113909290521912887?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113909290521912887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113909290521912887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113909290521912887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113909290521912887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-my-fellow-man.html' title='I LOVE my fellow man...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113890239460800340</id><published>2006-02-02T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T09:49:13.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No HNT today</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks, I had a really good HNT planned for today, with a story behind it and everything. However, Submissive Kitten ddecided to distract me with good food, and very good company for the evening so it did not get done. HOWEVER...I will be throwing it out there for ya next week ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say thank you to everybody who commented on my last post...I wasn't sure exactly how it would be received, but I was quite happy with the results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of commenting...I would just like to point out that according to my site meter, I get approx 200-300 unique hits a day, of which only about 10% of those are under 1 minute. Which means I've got lurkers galore out there...I love comments..I am a comment receiving whore! If you don't feel comfortable posting...that's cool, by all means don't do anything you don't ever feel comfortable doing...but for the rest of you people out there....The Kitten of Doom has been given her instructions...you just might wake up without your soul one day...she has a large collection, but she is an avid collector...so watch it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to those of you who post on a regular basis...*bows* Thank You...I appreciate every single one of you...I really really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forget (I forget a lot of things...I think) I would love to formally say "Thank You" to all of the people that sent me e-mails and very lovely pictures (hint hint - Look up to the top left of the screen) for my birthday...You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have things to do, people to see, and a guy showed up with a mule...even though he promised a horse. (Anybody who gets that reference is way too nerdy to be breeding...much like myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...to borrow a phrase from a &lt;a href="http://rockandadiamond.blogspot.com/"&gt;fellow blogger...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Wit is more necessary than beauty; and I think no young woman ugly that has it, and no handsome woman agreeable without it." ---William Wycherley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113890239460800340?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113890239460800340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113890239460800340&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113890239460800340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113890239460800340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-hnt-today.html' title='No HNT today'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113873560851318305</id><published>2006-01-31T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:26:48.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trepidation</title><content type='html'>When I first started this blog, it was basically a place to vent and compose my thoughts, per the advice of my then p-shrink, for the divorce that I had just found out I was going to be going through. It has evolved somewhat beyond that scope...not much, but some :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I had decided I wasn't going to post anything about what you are about to read. Mostly out of fear and trepidation. Not of what you, my dear sweet readers might have to say, but because to actually put it down in words would make it that much more real, and at the time, I was plain flat out scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of my life, I have had what the doctors call a 'benign tremor' in my hands. It usually manifests itself during times of stress, sleeplessness, or extreme activity, or even when I go too long without eating. Now, it normally is just a mild twitch, that unles syou actually happened to be looking right at it, or touching my hand at the time, you wouldn't notice. I got quite used to them and ignored them because the doctors always told me it was nothing and shouldn't concern me. Especially since it didn't ever get any worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a few weeeks ago it got worse. Much much worse. Around the time of the actual signing of my divorce papers I had gone through a c ouple of days where my insomnia had hit hard, my stress level sky-rocketed due to the divorce, work, and financial worries. I had no one really to lean on except for you guys, and while the comments, well wishes, and camaraderie are fantastic...sometimes you really need someone in the flesh to just sit and talk with. I had a spasm that worked its way up my hands and arms almost up to my shoulders that lasted for about an hour and would not stop for anything. It was extremely visible, and almost looked like I was having a seizure. It scared the shit out of me. For more than just the obvious reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many respects, I am a typical stubborn headed male. I don't like to admit when I'm wrong (though I will if the evidence is overpowering), I don't like to admit to weakness, I refuse to ask for directions unless I have a gun pointed at my head, and above all else...I don't like going to the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I figured I would wait and see if it happened again. It did. And it was worse than the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the doctor. Without insurance...it cost me an arm and a leg...$950 for tests (minor tests)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran neurological tests, viral tests, and lots and lots of blood work. He said it could be any number of things, from an infection, to a neurological disorder, to simply stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, an anxious weeks worth of waiting later, I got my results back. No viral infections, no neurological disorders, but my blood work was scattered to the Eight Winds of Change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on all of that, he said that my problem was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MOST LIKELY&lt;/span&gt; a combination of a crash diet that I just started, going cold turkey on caffeine, reducing the amount of food I eat, stress, lack of sleep, and too much exertion (i.e. the exercise I've started) and not enough simple, plain relaxation. This also could account for the heart murmur they found...oh yeah...did I mention I have a heart murmur that I've never had before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...so basically the doctor told me to drinkMORE caffeine and wean myself off it...eat more food, even if it's fast food, junk food, whatever, just get more calories in me until I stabilize and then go more slowly, and above all else...relax and get more sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's like asking Bill Gates to admit that he's NOT trying to take over the world...and mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I spent almost a grand of cash for a doctor to tell me to relax...I hate doctors.  Of course, the best part is that, he wants me to come back in approx 3-6 months if they are still there. JUST IN CASE. (He mean's "just in case I'm wrong and you have a seizure and die, I can say I told you to come back so it's not my fault or liability")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have them as of now, but amazingly...with the introduction of Submissive Kitten into my life, I seem to be able to relax a bit more...so who knows...maybe she was Florence Nightingale in a former life? Who knows these things...I sure don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...the whole reason for this post is to prove to myself that I am a big boy and not afraid of a little thing like possibly seizing while I drive to school and dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been getting fewer and further between the past few days...so I am going to look on the bright side, and maybe, just maybe, agree that the doctor MIGHT be right, and it was just a combination of all those things listed above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I know I'm not one for the whole "Serious Post" thing, so Ipromise I won't do it again anytime soon without a good cause. And to the few people who knew about this...thanks for the support. It meant a lot to me. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Illness is the most heeded of doctors: to goodness and wisdom we only make promises; pain we obey." ---Marcel Proust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113873560851318305?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113873560851318305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113873560851318305&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113873560851318305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113873560851318305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113855963482362335</id><published>2006-01-29T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T10:33:54.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me...Happy Birthday to me...Happy Birthday tooooo meeeeeee...Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20001.0.jpg"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and BTW...I'm 29 (Officially a Dirty Old Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it happened or not." ---Mark twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113855963482362335?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113855963482362335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113855963482362335&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113855963482362335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113855963482362335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/b-day.html' title='B-Day'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113842555905653183</id><published>2006-01-27T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T21:19:19.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHHHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's Submissive Kitten....I'm sneaking on...hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying Hi! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113842555905653183?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113842555905653183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113842555905653183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113842555905653183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113842555905653183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/shhhhh.html' title='SHHHHH!!!!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113825736681839802</id><published>2006-01-25T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:36:06.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Time again...</title><content type='html'>This week has been long and stressful in some areas, and nice 'n relaxing in others....don't believe me? Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4667/2127/400/subkithnt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://threeboobsonachest.blogspot.com"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt;...like her namesake...deigned to help me out with this shot after rousing her from her slumber...and like any kitten immediately walked off with a huff at the disturbance in her sleep cycle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Commit the oldest sins, the newest kind of ways." --- William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113825736681839802?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113825736681839802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113825736681839802&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113825736681839802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113825736681839802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/hnt-time-again.html' title='HNT Time again...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113810999584531836</id><published>2006-01-24T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T05:46:24.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo and Yah...</title><content type='html'>Some of you that have been lurking around here a while, will remember &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-edsuperstar.html"&gt;this little post&lt;/a&gt; about a small independent movie that a friend of mine was going to make and he offered me a small little insignificant role. Anyway, he sent me an e-mail telling me that he is in the process of acquiring funding for it and may possibly be ready to start filming in the next couple of months...it would be pretty sweet :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have not much else to say. Submissive Kitten is staying with me this week (it's my turn), while she saves up some money so she can get her own place in a couple of months, and I am quite happy to have her here this week...I will say this though the Kitten of Doom is extraordinarily jealous and it is quite funny to watch her stare at me when she's not in the room with thinly veiled hatred in her little green eyes..."How dare you usurp my position with that....that...woman!" (She may be the Kitten of Doom, but she is polite and doesn't cuss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to go and do my workout for this morning (blegh) so have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "The Grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to love, and something to hope for." --- Allan K. Chalmers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113810999584531836?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113810999584531836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113810999584531836&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113810999584531836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113810999584531836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/boo-and-yah.html' title='Boo and Yah...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113787104092659053</id><published>2006-01-21T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:17:20.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMMMMMM Yeah.....</title><content type='html'>This morning...I mean afternoon was fantastic....I wok eup this afternoon to the sound of my phone ringing...it was approx 12:15 and I had slept like a log once I fell asleep last night....it was greatness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answer the phone, and it was &lt;a href="http://threeboobsonachest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Submissive Kitten&lt;/a&gt; calling to chat between classes at school, and we talked for a few minutes (I love listening to her whisper in my ear, it sends tingles all up and down my back), at least until her phone died from lack of charging (bad kitten). At this point, I decided I had better get up and face the day, so I languidly (I love that word, it just rolls off the tongue so nicely) stretched, and crawled out from under my blankets and pillows and got up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before I relate what happened last night, i must pass on a fun little tidbit of information. It seems that if you live in a hell hole of an apt complex and bad things keep happening to you, i.e. Car broken into, threatening letters, power, cable, and water being disrupted randomly, people throwing shit at you randomly, cussing at you in about 3 different languages etc etc etc...when you get a complaint...they tend to not care as much :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I was walking to my car to go to work and I ran into one of the ladies who works inthe office. Cute blonde little thing who I always make a point of saying hi to and stopping and talking with if I see her out and about. Anyway, she asked if I had a second...I said sure of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks at me for a second and says that she and the other ladies in the office had been trying how to best break the news to me, so she decided to just tell me. It seems that last weekend I had gotten about 6 complaints from my neighbors for "excessive noise at all hours of the night". Now, if you remember, last weekend was the first weekend I spent with Submissive Kitten....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew immediately what she was talking about, so I of course played dumb..."I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." She looked at me for a second or two and said "Your extracurricular activities need to be toned down somewhat." "Yep, still not following you."...she looked around and finally just sighed and said.."Look, you're fucking too loud, keep it down..." and then proceeded to blush and give me a "look" all at the same time...my ego was being stroked from all different angles it was great :-) I was quite happy the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to work, that was dull and boring, and then ran home to change to go out with Sub Kitten later that night. I drove out to her place (traffic is a bitch and I hate it, especially at 5 o'clock) and picked her up, and we headed off for a quick dinner. We had some Mediterranean food that was quite good. I love lamb cooked Mediterranean style...very juicy and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the dinner, we headed over to the &lt;a href="http://www.eisemanncenter.com/"&gt;Eisemann Center&lt;/a&gt; to go and see a play called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cityguide.aol.com/dallas/entertainment/event.adp?evid=2568658"&gt;Mind Over Murder&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's a sort of murder mystery-comedy set in the 30's. It's part 8 in a 12 part series all starring 3 main characters. The detective/aspiring actor (the bumbling idiot) his assistant (The smart one) and the fat asian cop (who looked a lot like Don Ho). Now, the really cool thing is they do it all in black and white. The sets, the clothes, and the people. Yep that's right. It's like watching a Film Noir movie, only live. Very cool looking and the effects and makeup were great. Apparently they are always running one of the 12 somewhere, so if you ever get e achance to see one I highly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I had requested my little kitten look stunning for me last night and she pulled it off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUITE&lt;/span&gt; nicely. I don't think I've mentioned it before, but she has these large, dark brown eyes that I could just stare at all night long. I am, admittedly, an ass and leg man, but there's just something about a fabulous pair of eyes that does it for me everytime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the show, we headed back towards her place, and she was craving some ice cream so we stopped off at a Braum's and had some delicious ice cream and some very good conversation. Afterwards, I took her back, we had some more nice conversation in the car and then she went on in to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, quite a nice evening. One I would love to repeat sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since I was all the way up north there, I gave &lt;a href="http://threeboobsonachest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules&lt;/a&gt; a call and headed on over to her place for a few minutes to sit and chat. It was fun, and I got to meet her puppy who is nothing short of a love whore. Big, black and pretty labrador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course was after I got COMPLETELY lost and turned around trying to find her place out in the middle of nowhere. (You need to move into the city darlin') I spent about a half hour out there and drove my tired ass back home for a gloriously wonderful session of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "O precious evenings! All too swiftly sped!" --- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113787104092659053?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113787104092659053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113787104092659053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113787104092659053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113787104092659053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/mmmmmmmm-yeah.html' title='MMMMMMMM Yeah.....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113769500879575952</id><published>2006-01-19T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:23:28.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Thursday</title><content type='html'>Today's HNT is an easy one...nothing too outrageous or anything like that. Just a simple, if a bit blurry (stupid cameraphone) shot of my lucky charm. My little dragon that never comes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/01-19-06_1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/01-19-06_1217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me safe from harm and protects me from myself sometimes :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Come not between the dragon, and his wrath." --- Shakespeare, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Lear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113769500879575952?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113769500879575952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113769500879575952&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113769500879575952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113769500879575952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/hnt-thursday.html' title='HNT Thursday'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113761107339465313</id><published>2006-01-18T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T13:33:43.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed...Rested...Late for Work!</title><content type='html'>I really really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever woken up in the morning and felt that the day was going to be a good one and then realized...just for a fraction of a second...that you didn't deserve it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up a few minutes before my alarm went off and looked over and there was Submissive Kitten all curled up like her namesake ensconced in my blankets and pillows and I realized that I seriously did not deserve her attentions. She doesn't know this (but she will later when she reads this) that I just sat there watching her sleep for a few minutes while I waited for the alarm to go off. It was very peaceful, relaxing and above all...very sexy. I can't explain it, but having a woman in my bed asleep and with a small little mischievious smile all curled up and looking relaxed and contented just really does something for me. Maybe it's the voyeur in me, maybe it's the part of me that enjoys knowing that someone can let themselves relax in my presence. I get lots of comments about how scary and intimidating I am to some people and how I look more like a killer Nazi than a big Teddy Bear (which I am) so when someone can see through that and realize that it's a misnomer it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...before I continue, I would like everyone to wish her luck in her interview today. We spent a few hours last night putting her portfolio together, getting her semi prepared, outfit, directions, timing, questions ( a few...we got distracted all right?) and so forth. I know she'll do fine, but she's nervous as Hell, so wish her luck for me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****UPDATE****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got the job...she starts soon...they're not sure when, but the hard part is now over :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****UPDATE****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after all this was said and done, she...like her namesake again pounced on me. I do love kittens..they are so playful...especially when you tease them. Did I mention she loves to be teased? She's so sensitive that, even though I haven't tried this yet...but plan to one night, I bet I could make her cum just by whispering in her ear while stroking her back very lightly with my nails. Yeah..that sounds like fun to me don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...my little Submissive Kitten loves to be handcuffed...I didin't have a pair available so I procured some the other night, and we got to try them out last night. I loved watching her thrash and squirm as I ran my hands all over her body...there is nothing more erotic than to listen to someone, in a breathy, whispery, trembling voice beg you to just let them cum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I of course obliged her...a few times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that listening to her moan as I gently breathe across her chest while the very ends of my beard run gently across her nipples is absolutely a pleasure. The soft kiss of breath that flows around her breasts...the feel of my tongue just grazing her stomach...the twitch in her thigh as I run my mouth down it...the spasms in her body as I kiss the back of her neck. All of these are but mere shadows to the pleasure I get in listening to her beg, like a good submissive should, to just let go and scream...and scream again...I swear she almost gouged out my wall with her fingers she was cumming so hard at one point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After it was all said and done, I reverently removed the restraints and thanked her profusely for allowing me the opportunity to play with her...After all...this was her night. She was the one who needed a nice relaxing evening to just let loose and not worry about anything so she would be nice and refeshed for the interview today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a happy kitten she curled up in my arms and proceeded to fall asleep within about 3 minutes. Now, I don't know about the rest of you...but there is something quite nice about having another person fall asleep in my arms...I can't explain it...I just enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's all I have for now. I'll talk at ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this." ---Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113761107339465313?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113761107339465313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113761107339465313&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113761107339465313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113761107339465313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/relaxedrestedlate-for-work.html' title='Relaxed...Rested...Late for Work!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113745434942871345</id><published>2006-01-16T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T15:40:13.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linky Monday</title><content type='html'>Ok folks...I don't have much to say atm...work went, school starts tomorrow (blegh) and other than that all I have is some fun time wasting links for ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060116/ap_on_re_us/california_execution_2"&gt;This is tonight&lt;/a&gt;...interesting debate behind it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canstruction.org/indexn.html"&gt;Canstruction&lt;/a&gt; - go to the page that lists all the winners from previous years and check out the pics...pretty cool looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/technology/0,70015-0.html?tw=rss.index"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo and Yah&lt;/a&gt; is all I have to say about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/newspaper/0,,171-1967413,00.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; is going to play out, but worth keeping an eye on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit...logically I know I shouldn't laugh at &lt;a href="http://www.ubersite.com/m/57515"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; but damn...it's funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've got for ya this week...keep it up and keep it safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "We the unwilling, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful. We have done so much, with so little, for so long, we are now capable of doing anything with nothing." --- Anonymous&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113745434942871345?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113745434942871345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113745434942871345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113745434942871345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113745434942871345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/linky-monday.html' title='Linky Monday'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113744458228615759</id><published>2006-01-16T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T12:49:42.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Ok...time for a quickie here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my e-mail from yahoo to gmail so here is my new one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big.ed.rants@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have updated my profile and the links up on the top left sidebar as well, but this is just to clarify for those of you who like to have ewveryone's e-mail address in their contact's list :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW...if anybody actually cares...I am still quite sore from this weekend and loving every delicious ache and twinge when I move...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113744458228615759?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113744458228615759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113744458228615759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113744458228615759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113744458228615759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113739136604554228</id><published>2006-01-15T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:19:49.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...and such</title><content type='html'>Hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure those of you who have been visitng and reading my little slice of the interweb have realized by now that someway, somehow, my body and life seem to reside on a different plane of existence...one of whimsy and fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night while I was recovering from my Thursday night bender and feeling like absolute shit mentally, physically and emotionally, I got a phone call. This phone call was from a new friend whom I had never met in person, only talked with online and on the phone. She was out and about, and decided to stop by and check on me and see how I was feeling...very sweet don't you think? I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, around 11:00 PM or so Friday night, she showed up and we got our first face to face meeting. We sat, chatted, had a very relaxing and nice evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time, her true inner nature decided to take hold....she is a very naughty submissive kitten...a good name for her don't you think? Submissive Kitten...I like it...I won't bore you with the details, but she left sometime around 2:30 or so Sunday afternoon after a THOROUGHLY relaxing and very interesting weekend. I had quite a fun and naughty weekend, one which I hope to be able to repeat sometime in the future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I leave you now to go and do whatever it is you do when you aren't here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, before you go, I would like to thank each and every one of you again that sent an e-mail or posted a comment earlier...The well wishes really do mean a lot to me. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "A little still she strove, and much repented, and whispering, "I will ne'er consent" - consented" --- Lord Byron&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113739136604554228?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113739136604554228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113739136604554228&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113739136604554228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113739136604554228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/interestingand-such.html' title='Interesting...and such'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113717251706339846</id><published>2006-01-13T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T09:15:17.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhhh</title><content type='html'>OH.    MY.    GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, while i'm still alive I would love to thank everybody for their words of support and all the nice e-mails I got. It means a lot to me. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...a word of advice...never EVER EVER!!!! drink almost an entire 5th of Jaegermesiter by yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head...it's going to fall off when I get in the shower I know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see straight....I can't feel certain parts of my body...I probably have alcohol poisoning, but my body is too stubborn to react to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm in pain...I am never drinking that much by myself all at once again...(yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go die right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name" --- Alice Cooper: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt; (one of my favorite lines from a  song)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113717251706339846?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113717251706339846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113717251706339846&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113717251706339846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113717251706339846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/ughhhh.html' title='Ughhhh'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113708390635430089</id><published>2006-01-12T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T08:38:26.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No HNT today sorry</title><content type='html'>As of about an hour ago I am officially divorced...not by choice...and I'm not feeling so well atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected to be upset, fine....I expected to be emotional, fine...I did not expect to go into the room look over the documents (revision # ????) and find out that my wife of almost 5 years does not even know our anniversary date...can you feel the love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the decree it has a spot to list the time together, from the date of marriage (our anniversary) to the date of separation...this is what it said: May 1st 2000 to on or about May 1st 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a hint people...we got married May 19th 2001, and I left the house April 21st, 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...can you feel the love in the room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck FUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10:30 in the morning and I somehow have to go to work for the rest of the day and deal with the teeming hordes of rampant stupidity that is humanity...I don't think I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go in after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my Jaegermeister.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113708390635430089?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113708390635430089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113708390635430089&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113708390635430089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113708390635430089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-hnt-today-sorry.html' title='No HNT today sorry'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113701949235446661</id><published>2006-01-11T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T15:34:32.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick + help....</title><content type='html'>Yep...still have the flu...yep it fucking sucks...I have to drag my happy ass out of bed early tomorrow to go to the courthouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this...Tarrant County deems it a first come first serve basis for divorce proceeedings...not only is tomorrow going to suck horribly, but I have to possibly sit and wait until my number is called....fucking pieces of shit like to see me suffer don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...hopefully I'll survive and tomorrow won't be a "big day" at the courthouse and we can get it over and done with without too much time sitting and twiddling our thumbs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before I forget...I have found an online Chess-by-email server and I have a few games going and if anybody wants to get a game going ( I know it's geeky and boring, but I enjoy it and like playing  and am always looking for new people to play) just send me an e-mail and let me know and I'll start it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the help I need. I am not at work today (re: sickness) and I've been sorting through all my MP3's and I realized something. I got bored and started creating playlists for all different sorts of moods, trips, daily, etc...you know the routine...well I got to looking and I don't really have any good music to fuck to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of Rock, Alt Rock, Classical, Classic Rock, some country, some Techno...about 45 gigs worth of MP3's...and nothing to make a good "Music To Fuck To" list...so if anybody has any suggestions, please let me know...and then Kazaa and I will get acquainted again to download (illegally of course) and see if I can come up with a good "play"list :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now...time for more cough syrup and Jaegermeister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Don't knock masturbation - it's sex with someone I love." --- Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113701949235446661?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113701949235446661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113701949235446661&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113701949235446661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113701949235446661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/still-sick-help.html' title='Still sick + help....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113693753734623546</id><published>2006-01-10T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T15:58:57.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah...it's bad</title><content type='html'>Not only did my flu flare up worse today...but It's official...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be divorced in 2 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go and drink lots of cough syrup and some Jaegermeister now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"I don't have one today.....deal with it"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113693753734623546?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113693753734623546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113693753734623546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113693753734623546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113693753734623546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-yeahits-bad.html' title='Oh yeah...it&apos;s bad'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113684914103804933</id><published>2006-01-09T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T15:25:41.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucktacular weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, it's official..I have the flu.....it sucks being sick...and I still had to go to work today...can you believe that shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they all get infected as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found some fun time wasters yesterday while I was wallowing in misery and thought I would share a few of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these might be repeats...if so..meh...you're adults you can deal with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/posting.php"&gt;What to do when posting to a forum / blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://n.ethz.ch/student/mkos/pinguin.swf"&gt;Penguin Baseball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chir.ag/stuff/sand/"&gt;Falling Sand&lt;/a&gt; (I spent 3 hours doing this yesterday...reall really sick I told you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayisgames.com/archives/2005/05/hapland_2.php"&gt;Hapland 2&lt;/a&gt; ( I finally solved it, can you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/bonelessgirl.html"&gt;Boneless Girl&lt;/a&gt; (Sent by &lt;a href="http://threeboobsonachest.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boob1&lt;/a&gt; the other day for aggression therapy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.eve-online.com/ft/?sk=PENNY"&gt;Eve Online&lt;/a&gt; (Fun but hard to learn game...still in the free trial phase, my Ship is piloted by my alter ego - Ace McYntyre - Bounty Hunter Extraordinaire {throw in cheesy smile with blindingly white teeth} (Think Zap Branegan from Futurama))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it...I got nothing else really...going to bed soon...at let's see...oh God it's only 5:20 PM....I can't go to bed that early....blegh maybe I'll wait till it gets dark and then fool myself into sleeping...there we go...that's a good plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I've just learned about his illness.  Let's hope it's nothing  trivial." --- Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113684914103804933?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113684914103804933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113684914103804933&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113684914103804933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113684914103804933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/sucktacular-weekend.html' title='Sucktacular weekend'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113668402267228073</id><published>2006-01-07T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T17:33:42.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme + Other good news</title><content type='html'>Ok, first of all, one of our lovely neighbors to the north, &lt;a href="http://shayssexcolumn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shay&lt;/a&gt;, tagged me with this little meme...so here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you had three-way or group sex?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ummm...let me think...yes...yes I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you had sex during menstration? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes, I have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you had a sexual experience with someone of the same gender? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ummm again...let me think....Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you had sex in your parent's home? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wow...yes...on many separate occasions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you had hot interracial sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Of course...every flavor is different :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you masturbated in front of another person? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let's see....did anybody listen to my last post? :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you had sex in a public place? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lot's of fun....and to be clear YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Have you been filmed or photographed having sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you had anal sex? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you masturbated today? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you had sex in a car? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Many different times...many different cars...some while they were moving :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was easy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the good news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went browsing and fact finding today and I can say officially...barring any financial mishaps between now and then....I will be the proud new owner of a Harley Davidson come mid-May of this year...I can't wait...I don't know what specific model I will be getting yet, but I will obviously be posting pictures when I do...maybe use it for an HNT or two :-) Chrome and flesh always goes well don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than that I've got nothing atm. I've been sick the past day or two and haven't really been doing much...hopefully I'll be well enough to entertain ya next week with some decent stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three rings of marriage: The engagement ring, the                        wedding ring, and the suffering."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113668402267228073?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113668402267228073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113668402267228073&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113668402267228073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113668402267228073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/meme-other-good-news.html' title='Meme + Other good news'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113650509464715445</id><published>2006-01-05T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:52:31.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Replacement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/95635/291188.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you listen to the above audio post, please read the post below this one so you can know what I'm talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, this is NOT work appropriate :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113650509464715445?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113650509464715445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113650509464715445&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113650509464715445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113650509464715445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/hnt-replacement.html' title='HNT Replacement'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113642303313098709</id><published>2006-01-04T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:03:53.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah baby...</title><content type='html'>As I walked up to my front door today cominghome from work, I noticed a FedEx sticker on the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? I think...all my packages have arrived and I am not expecting anything by mail that wouldn't fit into my mailbox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...I go to the apt office to pick up my package and it's not very big, kinda heavy and has my name on it with no return address...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...could be anthrax, could be some other poison...could be a late christmas gift...with my friends, you can never tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back to my apt and open itup and I nearly fell on the floor I was laughing so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fleshlight.com/main/"&gt;Go here and see what someone decided to get me for Christmas....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a chance to play with it yet, but I'll let you know what I find :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if whoever sent it to me is reading this...give me a call so I can thank you in person :-), or at least send me an e-mail so I know who it was :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113642303313098709?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113642303313098709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113642303313098709&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113642303313098709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113642303313098709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/yeah-baby.html' title='Yeah baby...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113625316741785754</id><published>2006-01-02T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:55:07.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Excitement...maybe...</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a wonderful and fan-fucking-tastic New Years....Mine was pretty decent I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before we continue, I have an update on the &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-asshole.html"&gt;ASSHOLE&lt;/a&gt;...no word yet you stupid fucking piece of shit coward...pathetic waste of human existence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...moving on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - drove down to visit grandparents and relatives about 300 miles or so from home...lots of fun, good food etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - drove to sisters house in ass fucking nowhere west texas. 500 miles...blegh... Got there about 9 Pm and went to &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip-update.html"&gt;Smitten Girls&lt;/a&gt; house to join the party. Got there and was introduced to everyone and immediately started in on Jaeger shots....mmmmm....Jaeger....Had to catch up to everybody else you know. Well...sadly around 10:30 or 11:00 Smitten Girl apparently had had too much to drink, or drank too fast and wound up passed out in her bedroom...sad for Big Ed because the evening had been progressing rather nicely for me. Oh well...around midnight everybody went outside to listen to all the illegal fireworks and shotguns being discharged...since it is Texas after all :-) Went back inside and we had a rousing game of Drunk ass 90's Trivial Pursuit going with the few people left at the party. Around 3:30 or so I think is when I passed out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up Sunday afternoon around noon and somehow had managed to strip down to my boxers and undershirt and was tangled up in the couch and blanket someone had been nice enough to throw over me. Smitten Girl was still asleep, so I got up went to the bathroom, grabbed quite a few aspirin and went back out to clean up a little bit and then leave. While I was cleaning up she came out and helped and we sat and talked for a good 2 hours while nursing hangovers and upset stomachs...no nookie to report, but I think I earned a lot of good will for next time I drop by for a visit. (For the guys out there...remember...niceness still goes a long way as well as politeness, even if you don't see the results immediately, patience is a virtue and worth it) SO even though nothing happened with this visit, it was still fun and proved...interesting to say the least...When I left her house all of her neighbors were "outside working" and every single one stopped and stared at me when I was walking to my car...gotta love small towns and the gossip I am sure went around quickly...especially since most everyone in the town works at the same location as her...should be interesting this week...maybe I'll call and see what happened :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to my sister's place, took a shower, had lunch, played with the dog for a while (he loves me more than her) and drove my happy hung over ass home for another 200 mile jaunt...1000 miles in 3 days...I don't want to drive anymore...please don't make me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the way home, I decided that since I didn't get any nookie and it's been a few days since I've had a chance to "work out some pressure" I decided to stop off at the porn shop in the middle of nowhere and if nothing else, get off with some decent porn. I go in, grab some tokens, and head off ot a room. I sit down, start the movies and proceed to "warm up". At this point, the door opens and this woman sticks her head in (I actually had thought I locked the door...apparently I hadn't) smiles, and comes in with her husband...oh yaeah...this is going to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles at me, and says quite simply..."Can I have a taste?" Me being me, I of course did not refuse. She bent over and proceeded to work on my dick with her mouth for a good solid 20 minutes. After about 5 minutes of this, her husband walks up behind her, hikes her skirt up and proceeds to start pounding her from behind, which in turn makes her moan oh so nicely on my dick...and any guy will tell you that it's a fantastic feeling...utterly enjoyable...anyway, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 20 minutes of this, she looks up at me, smiles again (very nice eyes and smile) and asks if I would like to trade places with him...I readily agree, throw on the proferred condom (always be safe boys and girls &lt;rule&gt;) and proceed to follow all of her directions to the letter (always listen to the person in charge &lt;rule&gt;)...after a while, I left quite satisfied, and as I was leaving, she stuck her head out and grabbed someone else lurking in the hallway, so I'm sure she had lots of fun that day :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope evryone out there had a good New Year's and got to start the New Year off with some fun times...I know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: " New Year's Resolution: To tolerate fools more gladly, provided this does not encourage them to take up more of my time." --- James Agate&lt;/rule&gt;&lt;/rule&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113625316741785754?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113625316741785754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113625316741785754&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113625316741785754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113625316741785754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-excitementmaybe.html' title='New Years Excitement...maybe...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113584313822917338</id><published>2005-12-28T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:15:52.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT For the New Year</title><content type='html'>Ok...I hope all of you have had a good week...other than tonight, my week has been utter shit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we'll talk about tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with some old friends I hadn't seen in a while and it was quite fun. Nothing eventful, just some drinking, pool...etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to admit that a couple of them were looking damn good, but with my recent troubles with my friends, and the lack thereof, I have made a promise to myself to not ruin any friendship I DO have for the possibility of one night of fun. The friendships mean more to me right now. So I was getting ready to leave and then I decided...hey...it's late, I;m in Dallas, I'm a bit drunk...let's go get a good blowjob from someone I have never met before :-) I wound up in a local pr0n shop and ended up getting my cock nicely sucked for about 20 minutes and then I wound up pounding his ass for a little while and it felt absolutely fantastic. The best part of all this...he was in drag...my first time for that ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went home and ate some dinner, and went to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the bad part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would take too long to go into all the sordid details, but this week I managed somehow to lose not only my best friend, but it just seems to me that it hasn't been worth getting out of bed lately. Life is just throwing curve after curve after curve...and it's really starting to get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am literally down to 1 friend that I can talk to and see on a regular basis to hang out with, and that only on Sunday's usually because his girlfriend is psychotic and completely possessive to an unhealthy degree...but he says the sex is worht it, so I guess I can understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Friday afternoon, I am going to be driving back and forth from south Texas to west Texas and back to my hell hole of an apt...it's going to suck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe upside is that I will be at  new Years eve party hosted by smitten girl...you remember her from waaaaaay back &lt;a href="http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/08/trip-update.html"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got....happy HNT and in case I don't get a chance to update, Have a happy New Year and be safe and don't do anything I wouldn't do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT0011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness."   --- Cicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113584313822917338?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113584313822917338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113584313822917338&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113584313822917338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113584313822917338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/hnt-for-new-year.html' title='HNT For the New Year'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113573755195696896</id><published>2005-12-27T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:39:11.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/95635/287354.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113573755195696896?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113573755195696896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113573755195696896&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113573755195696896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113573755195696896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-audio-post-click-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113557955169853169</id><published>2005-12-25T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T00:04:51.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>***editor's note***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have the wherewithall....I have now started up on MSN messenger...you can find me listed as Big Ed or look me up with my e-mail big_ed_rants@yahoo.com...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case any of ya'll ever get bored ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***end note***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...who here besides me is happy that Christmas has finally fucking passed and gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooooooooo happy. I fucking hate this time of year...I broke out in hives due to the stress...not pretty at all...but it's done with and I don't have to worry about it for another 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I don't really have anything to say just thought I'd post my happiness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did enjoy this pic I found. It seems about the right trime of year to start threatening this kind of thing :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/rs0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/rs0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Children are gleeful barbarians." ---Joseph Morgenstern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113557955169853169?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113557955169853169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113557955169853169&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113557955169853169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113557955169853169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113522695106022756</id><published>2005-12-21T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T20:49:11.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Time....</title><content type='html'>Ok...before we get to the HNT, I would like everyone to read the post below this one who hasn't read it yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for this week's HNT I got a request for another boxer shot, so here ya go. My lucky batman boxers...everytime I go gambling I wear them...they tend to bring me luck ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt; Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered." - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113522695106022756?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113522695106022756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113522695106022756&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113522695106022756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113522695106022756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/hnt-time.html' title='HNT Time....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113512669972098539</id><published>2005-12-20T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T16:58:19.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Asshole....</title><content type='html'>So...a while back, my Soon-To-Be-Ex-Wife (STBXW) came across my postings to someone's blog who had posted to her site. "Houston, we have blog crossover"...it was bound to happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would not normally be a problem, because we are both adults, and we both promised we wouldn't be trolling each others site, for the simple fact that we might not really want to read about the others escapades...reasonable right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when the crossover happened, she posted a note on her site, so she told me, hat said something along the lines of this: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My STBXH has a blog and goes by the name of Big Ed. If you happen to come across his site, please don't tell me what's on there. I don't want to know and I don't care if you stop by both his and my site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Again, reasonable right? I thought so, so I didn't bother posting a warning or info tidbit on my site. I didn't feel it was necessary and I honestly don't care if any of you have been to her site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this was handled with no problems, reasonably, and with a simple request. Don't pass info between the two sites. Fine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...my HNT from 2 weeks ago with someone licking my balls wound up in her e-mail last week with a note saying "Here's what you husband's been up to" I want to know which one of you cocksucking asswipes had the idea to send this fucking picture to her ANONYMOUSLY for no good fucking reason. Be a man...tell me right here on this site who you are. No anonymous shit. I want to fucking know who caused her some problems. She is having serious work problems right now, the holidays are here, not the best time of year for anxiety, and she is having some other problems that are no one else's business but hers. By sending this picture you caused an already emotionally fragile woman to take it out on me. I'm not upset with her at all. I'm pissed off to no fucking end at the piece of shit that decided to be cruel and mean for no DAMN GOOD FUCKING REASON! ASSHOLE....Tell me who you are and pray to whatever you believe in that I don't meet you face to face. Whether or not she and I have a future together, I still love her and do not like to see her upset. You did it. All by yourself and for no good damn reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had the balls to send it, have the balls to admit it. Accept responsibility for your action like a man. Fucking piece of shit! This served no purpose other than to cause problems....asshole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Pray I don't meet you in a dark alley..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113512669972098539?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113512669972098539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113512669972098539&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113512669972098539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113512669972098539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-asshole.html' title='To The Asshole....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113502113657232662</id><published>2005-12-19T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T11:38:56.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wasted life....</title><content type='html'>So school is finally out for the semster...yeah me...and I can get on with slacking off now at night instead of having to deal with that crap....again yeah me ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend had it's ups and downs....we'll start with the downs...First, Naughty Bitch has been out of town for over a week now and I haven't had anyone around to keep me warm. I also had a major realization that in 6 months when I move I probably will never speak or hear from my ex ever again, and I don't know if that makes me happy or sad...Plus, the whole holidays thing. I fucking LOATHE the holidays...I absolutely cannot stand this time of year. The stress, the pressure, the expectations...why do people get mad when they come up to you and accost you with greetings and good tidings...and then get mad when you don't do it in return? Isn't Christmas about spreading joy and happiness...why the fuck should you care if I tell you to have a good holiday season when I don't even fucking know you and you are accosting me in the mall??????? I hate people sometimes...ok that's not true...I hate people a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...I made plans with 6 different people over the last week and a half and every single one of them FORGOT about the plans....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now granted...sometimes things happen, sometimes people get sick, sometimes people are complete fucking morons...but seriously...6 different sets of people FORGOT they had plans with me over a 1.5 week time period...it's enough to give a guy a complex, you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and lest I forget...the explosive diarrhea and vomiting all day Friday and most of Sunday...with a strange, yet welcome reprieve of any symptoms on Satruday. Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the upside...So Saturday night was ok, not feeling sick, and I called up some friends and spur of the moment went out to dinner. We went to Dallas, had dinner, walked around Deep Ellum for a while...I almost got another tattoo, but decided spur of the moment tattoo's aren't the best idea.  After a while, they left and I was bored, and since I haven't seen Naughty Bitch in a while, I had the itch going....so I stopped off at a porn shop on the way home and proceeded to get my dick thoroughly sucked on and managed to plow someone in the ass like there was no tomorrow.  It was nice...I felt thoroughly used and abused after it was all said and done.  I went home, stayed up till about 6 AM due to insomnia and finally passed out for about 3 hours before getting up and being sick and having to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did not get around to everyone's blog this weekend like I had planned, and for that I apologize, but tonight when I get home from my last minute shopping and work I have set aside some time to do just that.  So I will be seeing all of you this evening. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Why oh why, did she swallow a fly?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113502113657232662?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113502113657232662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113502113657232662&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113502113657232662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113502113657232662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-wasted-life.html' title='My wasted life....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113466191442998223</id><published>2005-12-15T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T07:51:54.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Thursday</title><content type='html'>Hello and welcome to another HNT...this weeks is not nearly as fun as last weeks, but I haven't really had a chacne to hook up with anybody for about a week (hopefully that will correct itself this weekend). Anyway, here you go and enjoy...The Kitten of Doom likes to show ownership of me even when she's about to go to sleep....this is one of her favorite "ownership" positions ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT0009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;In a cat's eye, all things belong to cats."  ---English Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113466191442998223?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113466191442998223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113466191442998223&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113466191442998223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113466191442998223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/hnt-thursday_15.html' title='HNT Thursday'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113459969697587551</id><published>2005-12-14T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:34:57.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged + apology</title><content type='html'>Velma over at &lt;a href="http://velma17.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Lounge&lt;/a&gt; tagged me with this the other day so here ya go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Last two movies you saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chronicles of Narnia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2. Saw II&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Last two CD’s you listened to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Linkin Park - Hybrid Theory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2.   System of a Down - Toxicity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two things you have never done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheated on anyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two things you will always do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love to laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2. Love cheesy Sci-Fi and B Movies  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two things you will never do again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ignore my Better Half's feelings (whoever it happens to be atm)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2.  Stop going to school until I get my Doctorate&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;My two New Year’s Resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Try to be more trusting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2.  Try not to judge others too quickly &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two things that are more important than money or love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Friendship&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;2.  Trust&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two Women You Can Tell Almost Anything To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kitten of Doom&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two Men  You Can Tell Almost Anything To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. R&lt;br /&gt;4. I &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two Favorite Things You're Wearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dragon on a chain (my lucky charm)&lt;br /&gt;2. My ex-wedding band - keep it as a reminder and it looks cool (puzzle ring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two new things you bought yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Razr phone I just bought&lt;br /&gt;2.  Half-Price books splurge (12 books, only $19 - I love a good book deal!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;Two Things You Want to do Before You Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dive on the Great Barrier Reef&lt;br /&gt;2. Go into space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two Things You Regret&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I regret nothing. You learn from your mistakes and move on. Anything less is a waste of time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;k, there is my list ;-)  Enjoy it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now for the apology. I have been Hella busy this past week or so with work and finals...so have a lot of other people so I don't feel so bad.  I promise this weekend I will catch up on everybody's doings and drop by to post and let ya'll know I haven't forgotten about you.  Other than that, I'm good. Not sure what to post for HNT tomorrow...don't really have anything to beat lst weeks atm...anybody have any ideas ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; color: navy; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113459969697587551?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113459969697587551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113459969697587551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113459969697587551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113459969697587551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/got-tagged-apology.html' title='Got tagged + apology'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113426687010280033</id><published>2005-12-10T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:07:50.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was wondering....</title><content type='html'>So I went to see The Chronicles of Narnia today and I must say it was absolutely fantastic. I read the books when I was about 10 and then again at 14....they are still by far one of my favorite series, right up there with Lord of The Rings, and the ever popular Treasure Island (every boys basis for wanting to be a pirate). After the movie was over I felt a strange sense of wonderment I haven't felt since I was a kid, and me being me, instead of enjoying it, I started to analyze it, and this is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been walking along and realized all of a sudden that you are at your destination and didn't notice anything along the way, much less that you ahd gotten there? Have you ever sat at your desk at work and passed the time by staring at the wall? Have you ever gone out with friends and felt just completely "wrong" like there was something missing from everything around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ahppens to me all the time, and I have had an epiphany. It's a sense of wonder. Advancement, technology, science...these are all wonderful and fascinating things and I will be the first to admit that they are useful and encessary for a society to grow. But at the same time, they also strip[ away our sense of awe and wonderment at the world around us. I can go and find about 20 articles on the Aurora Borealis that explain in detail how and why it happens, and I guarantee the next time I see it, that's what I'll be thinking about. The charged ions bouncing off the earths magnetic shield...I won't stop and stare like I did as a child and just LOOK at it. It's absolutely gorgeous, and anyone who has never seen it in person is missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I couldn't sleep so I got up and went for a walk around my apt complex. I sat down under one of the small shanty's (they're supposed to be gazebos...but with the way things are done here, you get the picture) and just stared around me. I looked at the dew that was freezing to the leaves, the way the lights bounced off patches of ice, the stars (I even saw a shooting star last night), the smell of the cold, the feel of the air on my lungs...and I didn't ENJOY it...and in retrospect it makes me sad. Sad for myself and the wonderment of my childhood that I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I used to be able to look at the sky and dream...I could stare at the ocean and close my eyes and listen for hours and make up stories to go along with the sounds. I used to walk in the woods and watch the animals...once I even pretended I was Dr. Dolittle and could talk to them. I got bit by a raccoon for my troubles on that one...rabies shots aren't fun :-(. The first time I went skiing and saw LOTS of actual snow (born and raised Texan, not a lot of snow down where  live) I remember standing at the top of the run and just looking around at the scenery for about 20 minutes in awe of the beauty that is nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is this. Humanity is nice and all, but without that sense of wonderment that all children have and most adults have lost, there is no hope for our species. It's what motivates great thinkers, artists, scientists even. The drive to find out more. The basic inherent magic in everything. And I don't mean magic as in throwing fireballs, or conjuring light from darkness, I mean the magic of life, nature, and everything else around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound as if I'm doing a religious sermon here and I apologize, this is anything but that. I am anything but religious, so please don't read that into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you go to the park, or the beach, or even for just a wlak around your neighborhood, I want you to stop and look around you...not as yourself, but as yourself when you were 8 years old...forget your knowledge, forget your experiences since then...just LOOK...and enjoy...see what your imagination comes up with...I dare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed." ---Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113426687010280033?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113426687010280033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113426687010280033&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113426687010280033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113426687010280033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-was-wondering.html' title='I was wondering....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113401040119240930</id><published>2005-12-07T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:53:21.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Thursday</title><content type='html'>Ok, I probably won't have time to post this tomorrow, so you get it a little early :-) I know you love getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to clarify, it is damn cold here atm and I just took this picture about an hour ago...my balls are a little shriveled...you'll have to excuse them, they don't like the cold ;-) Enjoy the pic, and for more Half-Nekkidness head on over to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/2005/05/guidelines-for-half-nekkid-thursday.html"&gt;Osbasso's&lt;/a&gt; for a comprehensive list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20002.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/200/Picture%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"The worst part of Christmas is dinner with the     family, when you realize how truly mutated and crippled is the gene stock     from which you sprang."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113401040119240930?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113401040119240930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113401040119240930&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113401040119240930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113401040119240930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/hnt-thursday.html' title='HNT Thursday'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113392256066624164</id><published>2005-12-06T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:29:20.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates, but work and school are going to be killing me this week. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I have not had any reprisals or other "notes" left on my door. Apparently my scare tactics worked...that or the threat of death by a parent...whichever...I'm happy with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have more for ya in a couple of days, but if not, then I apologize. On the plus side, I have finalized my leave date for the Dallas/Ft. Worth area. I will be moving down to Austin on the 30th of June and hopefully finishing up with school. That is the plan as of today, but as we all know...plans never survive first contact with the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...I'll talk at ya later as more fun events unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Explain the concept of death very carefully to     your child. This will make threatening him with it much more effective."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113392256066624164?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113392256066624164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113392256066624164&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113392256066624164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113392256066624164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113359462036180043</id><published>2005-12-02T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:51:14.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask and Ye Shall Receive</title><content type='html'>I finally found out who some of the little fuckers are that are leaving me nice little notes on my door. I got home from a very fucked up day at work, and sat down and not 5 minutes later someone knocked on my door. I open it up and there is a lovely little note...I'll spare you the details , but needless to say, they did not meet one of the criteria for leaving me threatening letters, there was NO speeling to speak of, and the grammar was absolutely atrocious...again, I'll spare you the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I look up and there are these 5 punk ass bastards standing down at the end of my building laughing at me. I immediately resolved my course of action. I calmly put the note and started walking very purposefully over there...didn't run, didn't yell, didn't do anything but start walking. Now, they probably figured they were ok since there were 5 of them and one of me. (I'll give you a hint...they were wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, I need to state something for the record. I don't know how many of you have ever read anything on the psychology and nature of torture. It used to be one of my hobbies in High School. I loved reading about medieval torture devices, the Inquisition, things like that. Not that I ever used any of it, it was just fascinating to me. The fact that so much time and effort had been put into simply making someone talk...fascinating creatures we humans are. Anyway I digress...One of the main facets of the psychology of torture is the simple fac tthat actions speak louder than words. If you spend hours telling someone what you could do to them, or detailing the pain they will feel etc etc etc...they egin to believe they can withstand it and they get a chacne to prepare themselves...Talk = cheap...Action = results. One of the books I read said that it is better to just go to work without speaking...more psychologically dmamging and doesn't give someone time to prepare...useful stuff I have crammed in my head right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I walked towards the group and focused on the smallest guy there...the others saw who I was focusing on and immediately dropped their guard. I walked up and without breaking stride or blinking broke the guy's nose who stood next to him. They fucking scattered like cockroaches when the lights go on...except the guy on the ground. Now, I know you're probably thinking that only happens in the movies or on TV..well, did you know that if applied correctly, it only takes 10lbs of pressure to break the cartilage in the nose? Or that a broken nose hurts worse than a few punches to the jaw and head..or that you can break the ridge of the nose and cause the same problem as breaking the entire nose? See...more uselful information for ya. Anyway, this guy weighed maybe 100lbs dripping wet so he wasn't very big...after the others RAN like the little bitches they were, I picked him up and threw him into the side of the building...I was a little pissed off at this point. I have never actually seen these guys before...why the FUCK are they bothering me? So, there he is laying on thew ground moaning and bleeding and I squatted down next to him and asked him where he lived. Very calmly, very quietly, and very politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you are beating the snot out of someone doesn't mean you have to do it with no class. That's just tasteless. Lack of manners is destroying society...I swear it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he refused to tell me, so I picke dhim up by the collar and started dragging him out to the road...he started screaming at me asking what Iwas doing and I told him I was throwing him out with the rest of the garbage if he didn't live here. Seriously...100lbs...lightweight. ANyway, he finally fessed up, and so I took him home to momma. I knocked on the door (their knocker was missing so I used his head) and when she answered the door I asked her if she knew this kid. She started freaking out, and so I told him to tell her what happened...the look of absolute terror in his eyes was priceless...The thought of telling his mother what he had done apparently terrified him more than being left alone for a couple of hours with me. I ALMOST felt sorry for him. Once the mother realized that her precious little boy had done something, she turned on him so fast I almost missed it. He wouldn't speak so I explained it for him, and when she found out what had happened...well...let's just say this. I hate to reinforce stereotypes, but in this instance it gets the point across...this woman was black about 250-275lbs with the rollers in the hair, and something delicious smelling in the oven (I could smell it on the front porch it smelled DAMN good)..and we've all seen the stereotypical black mother beating the crap out of their kids on TV and movies when they do something stupid...well...in this case, it wasn't a stereotype...I swear I thought I was going to have to call the cops to stop her...I was actually afraid for him at one point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman was VICIOUS in a way only a mother knows how to be...I swear to everything holy, I think he actually pissed his pants...I can't prove it, but I'm pretty sure he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she sent himto the bathroom to clean up, she apologized and told me if anything else happens to come see her before I call the cops...I was so afraid I just nodded my head and turned around and walked away. That woman is scary in a way I didn't know possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't think I will be seeing them again anytime soon...assuming of course they are the only ones. After everything was all said and done, I did call the cops and explained what happened, and someone came out and got my statement and all the relevant information about my new buddy, so I don't think I'll be having problems anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how my night went, anybody else have fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Wife swapping is never done in the best circles of society. Wives can rarely, if ever, be traded for anything useful like a set of golf clubs."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113359462036180043?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113359462036180043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113359462036180043&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113359462036180043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113359462036180043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/ask-and-ye-shall-receive.html' title='Ask and Ye Shall Receive'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113341754286747022</id><published>2005-11-30T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:12:22.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Again</title><content type='html'>Ok, so today's HNT is a little lame I know. I had a really good idea, but I needed someone else to help with the camera work, and everytime Naughty Bitch came over I uhhh...got sort of...well...distracted. So anyway, here is my third tattoo...bottom right outside calf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an Aztec representation of the Oroborus, which if you don't know what it is....well...get some education ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a myth that most every ancient culture has, which in and of itself is quite interesting, but that's for another day. It's the world snake eating it's own tail, which symbolizes the whole circle of life thingy, but out of them all I like the Aztec one best. To me it just simply looks much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, hopefully next week I'll have a better one for ya! Until then, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/HNT0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/HNT0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "It's a nice touch, when you're a houseguest, to     make your bed. It's a particularly nice touch to make it a place of delight     for your host's teen-age daughters."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113341754286747022?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113341754286747022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113341754286747022&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113341754286747022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113341754286747022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/12/hnt-again.html' title='HNT Again'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113331680766545845</id><published>2005-11-29T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:13:27.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuts Nuts Nuts</title><content type='html'>Today was a little odd. I went to work feeling very claustrophobic everywhere I went. Around lunch time I had to get out of the office, the flourescent lights were practically sucking my soul out through my eyes. Well, it's a bit chilly today so I figured "Hey, no pain, no gain" and went and had lunch outside on a benchin front of the office. I managed to last through the cold fairly well, and when I was done eating and cleaning up I sat back down for a few minutes before I went back in for more soul-sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I noticed a couple of squirrels that had been moving closer and closer to me. Well, they finally decided I wasn't a threat and promptly ignored me, so being myself, I sat and watched them for a few minutes. Now, if you've never actually watched a couple of squirrels eat together, it's actually quite fascinating. For one thing, they have better manners than most of the people I see in restaurants. They don't talk to each other when they are chewing or gnawing on something, they don't throw their food, they physically share by passing the acorns back and forth to each other, they don't chew with their mouth open (I hate it when people spew and chew) and they cleaned up after themselves. All the little bits they broke off they actually picked up and threw over into a bush out of sight. I was amazed. Completely amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically two almost-rodents showed me in 5 minutes they have more table manners than 90% of the human population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now really, how sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "You must make your high spirits contagious before     anyone has time for second thoughts. Second thoughts always consist of     calling the police."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113331680766545845?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113331680766545845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113331680766545845&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113331680766545845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113331680766545845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/nuts-nuts-nuts.html' title='Nuts Nuts Nuts'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113315278597706336</id><published>2005-11-27T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T20:41:33.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday Sunday...</title><content type='html'>Hehe I hope all of ya'lls Sunday was as good as mine. Woke up this morning after having Naughty Bitch over last night...she rode me fucking raw by the way...anyway, she spent the night and I got woken up thismorning by a very nice blowjob...best way to wake up I say. Let's just say that the neighbor got a good show both last night and this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she left after another thorough fucking and I went back to sleep. I'm telling you it was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much els ehas been done today by me ;-) I slept late, got up, had lunch, ran a few errands, came home took a nap, got up, jerked off, and am now sitting her typing this. This has to have been one of the most stressless days I've had in about 4 months. Halle-fucking-lujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I plan on sitting here, playing a few games, going for a walk in a little while, playing with the Kitten of Doom some more and then smoking a little and going to bed nice and relaxed so I can start the hell-cycle all over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report than that, so I decided to leave you with a few pics. The KoD has decided that it is her personal mission to get into the fish tank...she hasn't figured out yet that sitting on the lid won't do it so no one tell her ok?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(you can click the pics to see a bigger version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/200/Picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I found these two pics while browsing the other day and I'm not exactly sure why but I absolutely love them so I thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/xfantasy4_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/200/xfantasy4_1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/xfantasy7_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/200/xfantasy7_1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else but this...a very &lt;a href="http://www.anothersite.co.uk/news.php?artc=223&amp;"&gt;addictive game&lt;/a&gt; that took me a while to figure out but I finally did...have fun ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, check out &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/posting.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...Everyone should be forced to watch this before they are allowed to use a computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now...talk at ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: &lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113315278597706336?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113315278597706336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113315278597706336&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113315278597706336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113315278597706336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday Sunday Sunday...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113305341276109158</id><published>2005-11-26T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:03:32.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday madness...</title><content type='html'>So today has been actually quite slow and uneventful (contrary to the title of the post). I did get to sleep last night around 4 AM and actually slept till about noon...very nice to get a solid 8 hours of sleep...felt great. Got up and called some people and the consensus was to go see Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf you say? I know...beneath my exhibitionistic and brawny, hard (pun intended), and ever so tough exterior beats the heart of a true geek. Not only was I a band geek in High School (and damn good at it too) I was in the computer club and I played D&amp;D...go figure right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the Harry Potter books...if you haven't read them at all I highly suggest you do. Once you get past the first couple they really stop becoming children's books and get very good. Anyway's I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the movie, and no I won't spoil it for anybody who is still planning to see it, and it was absolutely fantastic. Yes, they left a lot of stuff out...yes, they changed a few things...yes it always happens in movies that start off as books...deal with it, shut the fuck up, and sit back and enjoy the damn movie for what it is and you will be quite pleasantly surprised. I was completely satisfied that, although it wasn't entirely true to the book, it was quite true to the series and the characters, and that's what 's really important. Ok, enough said on that...go see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much planned tonight, as most of my friends are out of town for the holidays, I may go by and see if Naughty Bitch wants some dickin'...maybe she will, maybe she won't...we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know...I'm such the romantic...but you have to understand, our relationship is quite simple and uncomplicated. She wants dick, she stops by...I want pussy I stop by...very simple...very uncomplicated...no strings...everybody should have a fuck buddy around the corner I say...would make life more interesting and probably result in less violence overall...one of my theories anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's about it, I'll  let you know how the night turns out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "Why are there interstate highways in Hawaii?"&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113305341276109158?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113305341276109158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113305341276109158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113305341276109158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113305341276109158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/saturday-madness.html' title='Saturday madness...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113277962036544986</id><published>2005-11-23T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:00:20.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should move</title><content type='html'>So I had it out with my apt manager today. I got home from everything last night only to find that my cable had been disconnected. Not only that, but it was the apartment complex who had done it because the cable installer had hooked it up in violation of city code...of course this was over 6 months ago and they are just now deigning to deal with it. I then was told that I had no recourse and couldn't do anything about it and had to have the cable company come out and fix it. Well, when I pointed out the obvious massive violation of not even giving me a notice or anything, they said they had. What the note did not mention was anything to do with the cable company equipment. I thne pointed out the difference between a Demarcation Point and a Utility Easement and what they could and could not blame on me. She then threatened to evict me for causing problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She threatened me...in front of other people...not a smart move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked out the door, hooked my cable back up, grabbed a maintenance guy, explained the situation and and he agreed not to touch it till Monday when the cable company comes out to fix it anyway. I then went back into the office and proceeded to very calmly explain to the manager what would happen if she tried to evict me..The Texas Apartment Association (TAA) is on good speaking terms with me since I deal with them all the time. I pointed out about 20 helath and safety violations that I saw walking from my apt to the office, I then proceeded to point out that evicting a paying tenant who doesn't cause problems, has never had a late payment, is quiet, and leaves people alone would not be agood thing because then I would take them to court and point out and list the 15 drug dealers that I know of (1 of which sells to the mgr...when I pointed that out she got very quiet) , the drunk illegals who throw beer bottles at me, the fact that they refuse to do anything about the trash piling up everywhere, the lack of decent security (the rent a cop sleeps all night in his car) and the fact that the cops don't even bother coming out anymore because they have given notice to the mgmt to start evicting the squatters who are causing problems and won't do it (the cops told me this the last time they came out)...When I walked out the door, I swear I felt so righteous it was almost orgasmic. Every single complaint and problem is legitimate on my part an d every one of theirs is frivolous and they know it...the entire office complex was dead silent and I swear I heard one of the leasing agents laugh and say "you go boy" when I walked past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's see what happens when I get home tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very exciting I know..the saga of my Hellhole...but it's all that is really going to happen because I have to get everything ready to drive down to Boerne tomorrow to visit relatives...I know what you're thinking...where the fuck is Boerne (pronounced "Burney")...it's just a ways south east of San Antonio....long ass drive for one day's worth of visiting relatives who will all be asking me how I'm doing with the divorce, is everything ok...do you need anything...are you dealing well...fuck I don't want to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...happy Thanksgiving, and I will post an HNT next week, but not tomorrow since I won't be here, and most people probably won't be participating anyways ;-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "There is no mercy, only Justice"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113277962036544986?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113277962036544986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113277962036544986&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113277962036544986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113277962036544986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-should-move.html' title='I should move'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113264058667580672</id><published>2005-11-21T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:23:06.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That time of the month again....</title><content type='html'>Yep..it's that time again...the time when a young mans fancy turns to violence and complete and total disregard for the wellfare and feelings of his fellow man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to go to work this morning and found another threatening letter addressed to yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after showing it to the management they deemed it not a problem...so I decided to take matters into my own hands...below is a copy of the letter that I posted to my door before I left...I think it should enrage, inflame, and basically cause some hurt feelings all around...of course, this is assuming that the people leaving the notes can actually understand words with more than 2 syllables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Whom It May Concern:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Please let it be known that whomsoever wishes to leave a threatening letter on my door, regardless of the content, whether it be a threat of bodily harm, property damage, death, or anything else remotely resembling the above, you must first meet the following four criteria:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              1) You must first be able to speak passable English, and understand what it is that you&lt;br /&gt;                   are saying.&lt;br /&gt;              2) You must be a legal immigrant / citizen of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;              3) You must not be on welfare and you must be paying taxes (no drug dealers)&lt;br /&gt;              4) You must be able to write a note that is passable for at least a 7th grader in grammar,&lt;br /&gt;                   punctuation, and spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that you meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; of the above criteria, please feel free to leave any note that you deem necessary to right some imaginary wrong that you think I committed against you, your family, race, religion, creed, or sect. And just to clarify for you ignorant jerk offs, it's spelled B-I-T-C-H...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;   B-I-C-H!  Stupid jack asses. Go do something more productive with your time and leave me the Hell alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and have a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? Too confrontational, or too passive agressive? Let me know what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD: "&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Reality is a hallucination brought on by lack of alcohol."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113264058667580672?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113264058667580672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113264058667580672&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113264058667580672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113264058667580672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/that-time-of-month-again.html' title='That time of the month again....'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113243694442511377</id><published>2005-11-19T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T13:49:14.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin was fun</title><content type='html'>Hehe ok, for starters I did not get thrown in jail this time :-) Had fun, but not that much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on with the recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I left home at 10 Pm on Thursday night, made it from Fort Worth to my hotel in 2 1/2 hours...very good time. Got to the hotel and they decided to lose my reservation...they didn't have any more rooms available, and so I spent an hour and a half looking for another room...bad way to start off the trip...fucking Studio 6 bastards....Found a room at a Motel 6 for the same price. (same company, different style of hotel) ANyway, that worked out. It was 3 AM before I got situated so I crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up on Friday and drove out to the UT campus and finally found a place to park and the admin building. Talked to some people there, went over to the Business College and talked to people there, got all my required info and then left to go get lunch. It was about noon so I thought I'd drive around for a while and check the area out, scope out possible apts things like that. Well, to my surprise, I found a conveniently located porn shop to the campus...so of course I had to stop and check it out. Decent selection, some fun looking toys, and what do you know...an arcade....I buy some tokens and go on back. Within 5 minutes, I had my dick out and was being sucked by this guy who looked like &lt;a href="http://www.ryanreynolds.tv/"&gt;Ryan Reynolds.&lt;/a&gt; (side note: I have sort of a man crush on him because not only is he hot, but he is absolutely fucking hysterical....funny as shit) Anyway...that went very well...he drained me, thanked me and we went our separate ways...no fuss, no muss...it was nice. Then, I go back out to my truck and start driving around for a place to eat. At this point, some cock juggling thunder cunt decides that it would be a good idea to pull out in front of me while I am doing 45 down the access road. I swerved hard to avoid him and bounced off the curb, blew a tire, and shatteredy my swaybar linkage on the left side....not an auspicious start to my Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tows, and repairs (thankfully they got it done in only a couple of hours) it ocst me $500 (thank God for emergency credit cards). So at this point my friends call me up and say that something came up and they had to cancel for tonight and would it be ok to reschedule for Saturday night....no it will not jackasses...I'm leaving in the morning. Now these were the friends that had planned to take me out and get shitfaced nasty drunk...go figure they flaked right? Well, my friend K didn't flake...thankfully :-) K and I went to high school together and she wasn't at the reunion, so I looked her up told her I was going to be in townand  made plans to have dinner that night. We had an excellent dinner at this mexican food place I had never heard of called Trudy's. I had this Chicken stuffed with chorizo, cheese and jalapeno's and then lightly fried...damn it was god...but I digress. Talked with K for about 4 hours or so and it was great. Got caught up on everybody, everuything and had a very pleasant time. So after this, she had to leave and go to bed (at 10 on a Firday night...wuss) so she could be at work the next morning...oh well c'est la vie. Big Ed was all alone in Austin on Friday night....let's see...how to remedy this? Oh wait...I know...6th Street!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bidding good bye to K I went on to downtown to see if I could find a place that would let me get drunk and smoke my cigar...lucky me I found a nice little cigar bar tucked away right off of 6th. I go in and go sit at a table, ordered a margartia and a shot and sat back to start enjoying the night. Made small talk with the people around me, but it wasn't very interesting until about midnight or so when this very sultry little asian chick walked in. Now...if I haven't mentioned it before, I have a serious case of yellow fever...I LOVE me some asian chicks....anyway...she walks in and sits at the table next to me. After she gets situated and orders a drink, I ask her if hse would like some company. SHe says sure why not. So I move over to the table, introduce myself, and explain what I was doing in town to start the conversation. Turns out, she's an architect major so we had a lot in common to discuss. Architecture and Engineering make for nice bedfellows :-) Before I continue I must point out that not only was she very sultry, with the long thick black hair and the very demure look, but she had the most beautiful almond colored eyes, very light pale brown...I had to stop myself a few times from falling in to them. Well, to make a long story short, (I know, too late) we ended up making out in the girls bathroom (mainly becuase there weren't many females there) and let me tell you...there is something to be said for small perky tits with nice big large nipples and sumptuous tasting skin....sadly we didn't get to have sex because she was meeting some friends later and she was late as it was...so we exchanged numbers and I invited her back to the hotel if she got bored with her friends, and she made me promise to call her when I come back down to look for an apt. On a related side note...she had never messed around with a guy with facial hair, and since I had trimmed my beard Thursday night before heading down, it was still nice and full and soft....she said it was "absolutely exquiste" (her words) feeling it run across her breasts and lips and feeling it on her cheeks while she was kissing me....I lvoe my beard...I really do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go back to my hotel around 3 am and head to bed....now, here is where my lack of interesting Karmic stories kicks in...I'm telling you, I could not make this shit up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 AM my phone rings...not my cell...my hotel phone. If I had been more awake I would have realized no one knew what hotel I was at and been suspicious, but since I wasn't, I reached for it. I answered the phone, and this chick on the other end asks me what I'm doing.....it's 6 Am and I'm answering the phone groggily...what the fuck do you think I'm doing?  I almost hung up on her right then and there, but something told me not to. Well, her next question is "What are you wearing right now?"....I could not believe this, but I figured, when in doubt, go with my motto "What the Hell...Fuck It" so I played along....the words coming out of this womans mouth would have made a sailor blush...I had phone sex with her, didn't even know her name, and it was for a good 45 minutes until she came really really really loudly...I myself came quite hard...She sat there for a second and said "Thank you"...we talked for a few minutes and I had to ask her how many other people she had called first, and she said about 10 and they all hung up on her...glad I didn't :-) So I went back to sleep....at 8:30 she calls back and said she couldn't sleep and needed more...I gallantly offered to come over to her room and help out, but she said she didn't know me so felt safer doing it this way...Although I understand her reasoning I was  little disappointed to say the least...so we did it again....this time though, I got her name and number and she got mine and she said she will be calling me again this weekend :-) We'll see if she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all fo rnow..sadly I must head off to work on this fine Saturday afternoon...bleh...anyways, enjoy and remember, don't do anything I wouldn't do ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"Why do they put braille dots on the keypads for drive-up ATM's?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 3px; height: 35px;" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="1"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#fef7d4" valign="top"&gt;&lt;td height="33" width="7%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td height="33" width="93%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113243694442511377?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243694442511377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113243694442511377&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113243694442511377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113243694442511377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/austin-was-fun.html' title='Austin was fun'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113210960352592159</id><published>2005-11-15T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:16:58.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You...and then some</title><content type='html'>Hello....my name is Johnny Cash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least, it would be if I dressed all in black and could play the guitar and sell millions of albums...but I don't, I can't and I didn't...sorry to disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to apologize for the lack of updates and to thank all of you for the hugs and good thoughts (especially the naked hugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been hella busy and hopped up on caffeine and sugar to keep me going. Late last week I had a sort of small breakdown, thus the downer of a post last time. I apologize for that. You come here for laughs, chuckles, and to be shocked, not depressed. So on with the funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsty of all, I did do something to cheer myself up. Normally this would involve other people doing strange yet deliciously naughty things to parts of my anatomy. While Naughty Bitch, Bobby, and Christy stopped by to help me relax and release some tension, this was not the fun cheering up I needed. So, I purchased me a new shiny....a shiny I cannot afford, probably shouldn't have done, but did anyway. I bought me a new computer. It's pretty....very very pretty...as observed in the following pics (cause I got bored and thought I would share with you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe, the following parts as delivered straight from &lt;a href="http://www.newegg.com/"&gt;Newegg.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next you see the whole setup as it is complete in the case. With cool glowy lights all over the place :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, any new system cannot be complete without a new 19" flat panel (it fell off the back of a truck, otherwise I would not have bought one full price)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/Picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, in all of the upheavel, the kitten (henceforth known as Kitten of Doom, or KoD) had to relinquish her favorite sleep spot as evidenced below. KoD was not happy to have the big monitor go away, she showed her displeasure by promptly sitting on my hands and not moving till I got her a treat. She can be very persistent when she wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/1600/misc%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3638/1246/320/misc%20025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, now I get to play all my games on a new machine and I have waaaaay more storage available to fill up with porn...and music, but more porn is always good. I have set a goal for myself though, I am attempting to accumulate 1 terrabyte of MP3's....I know...that's a whole fucking lot of MP3's...but you have to have goals right? :-) I stopped buying CD's about 4 years ago, and I only get them know through Peer-2-Peer systems such as Kazaa or anything else available. As such, if you look at my CD collection you will laugh (it's so out of date it's not even funny) but if you look at my MP3's...much more up to date :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on before I bore you (too late I know, but deal with it) I am going to Austin Thursday night so I can go talk to an admissions rep at UT Austin to see about enrolling for next fall. I'm a little scared at what they will say about transfers, but at the same time, quite excited. Hopefully I'll have a few good stories to share with ya when I get back, assuming of course, that I don't get arrested....I'm meeting up with a couple of high school buddies I haven't seen in a while, and they heard about my current marital predicament so they have deemed Friday night as "Get Big Ed Piss Drunk Enough to Get Arrested For Something Insanely Stupid Night"...I, of course, recognize that I not only need it, but crave it somewhat...so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the time wasters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/weeee.php"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; one is particulary funny...and will become a classic.&lt;br /&gt;1984 is right &lt;a href="http://www.jokaroo.com/ecards/funny/pizzapalaceownsyou.html"&gt;around&lt;/a&gt; the corner....&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.actsofgord.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; will take a while to read through, but bookmark it for later...fucking hysterical if you have ever worked any retail....&lt;br /&gt;Anyone up for a little &lt;a href="http://www.leiasmetalbikini.com/members/whatsnew"&gt;slave girl&lt;/a&gt; action?&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gemale/62061134/"&gt;soooooooo&lt;/a&gt; wrong....&lt;br /&gt;Like to play games...over 30? read &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/entry/1234000733067601/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty anyone? &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/idoru45/sets/172195/"&gt;Meow!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody remember HAL from 2001: A Space Odyssey? &lt;a href="http://wired.com/news/technology/bugs/0,2924,69355,00.html?tw=wn_tophead_1"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; are the top 10 precursors....beware! :-)&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1582345929/qid=1130784405/sr=8-1/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3721301-7441736?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;amp;n=507846"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1594740232/ref=sib_rdr_dp/102-3721301-7441736?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;no=283155&amp;amp;amp;me=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;st=books"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...please :-)&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember if I posted this one before, but &lt;a href="http://www.humanclock.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now. I have to go eat dinner and then back to work for the night...I'm really looking forward to this weekend :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, something for you to laugh about at my expense: Yesterday, since I was so hopped up on caffeine and sugar, and sleep deprived, not once....but twice....after I got done using the restroom, as I was zipping up, caught my balls and my dick in the zipper....very bloody, very painful, and put me out of commission for self gratification or any other kind for a couple of days.  You'd think after the first time that I would pay a little more attention. Wrong....I'm a complete idiot apparently....so there ya go...laugh away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFTD:"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113210960352592159?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113210960352592159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113210960352592159&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113210960352592159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113210960352592159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/thank-youand-then-some.html' title='Thank You...and then some'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13944303.post-113176999757492721</id><published>2005-11-11T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:33:17.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something on my mind...</title><content type='html'>As I lay in bed trying to force myself into sweet oblivion, even if it's just for a few short moments, I can't help but remember. I close my eyes to stop myself from seeing the emptiness, but my other senses come alive. I can still feel your breath on on my body as you lay curled gently at my side in rapturous sleep. The heat coming off your body is as a warm blanket as I slowly drift off at the end of the day, secure in the knowledge that you will be there when I wake. The soft sigh of recognition as I roll over, the gentle wisp of hair that falls across my arm as you settle in. The feeling of our bodies at rest and comfortable with each other. The security that I have never felt with anyone else. The sheer happiness that the simple act of falling asleep could bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I open my eyes and I realize it's only been a few minutes, but it's more than I had hoped for. My eyes reveal the naked truth...the coldness in the room, the lack of your presence...even as my body hears your gentle breath, and feels your phantom touch lingering on my skin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you for making me feel this way...damn you to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELL&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weak. I feel alone. I feel insecure. But most of all, I feel the emptiness. It is growing, always more, always expanding, devouring all of the bad, but also the good as well. One day, maybe I will tell you of this, this feeling, but until then, know that even through the pain I still love you. I will always love you...until the emptiness takes that too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13944303-113176999757492721?l=shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/feeds/113176999757492721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13944303&amp;postID=113176999757492721&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113176999757492721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13944303/posts/default/113176999757492721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shavedballswilltravel.blogspot.com/2005/11/something-on-my-mind.html' title='Something on my mind...'/><author><name>Big Ed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14190636363816638600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a280/big_ed_rants/ProfileBalls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry></feed>
