<?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-14095498</id><updated>2012-01-07T10:34:28.584-06:00</updated><category term='exercise'/><category term='judgement'/><category term='beck'/><category term='news'/><category term='apple'/><category term='ipad'/><category term='fox'/><category term='terminator'/><category term='samsung'/><category term='fcc'/><category term='armageddon'/><category term='kindle'/><category term='day'/><category term='android'/><category term='iphone'/><category term='fire'/><category term='amazon'/><category term='wakko'/><category term='glenn'/><category term='tmobile'/><category term='p90x'/><category term='att'/><category term='irobbed'/><category term='trap'/><category term='OS'/><category term='merger'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>i wish i could fly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7835983656135293762</id><published>2011-10-04T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:22:33.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>[kindle] fire sets ipad ablaze</title><summary type='text'>





i wish time russert were here: 
content, content, content

"what have you heard about the fire? ive actually never seen the need [for a tablet] but for $199 i will getting one" -a person familiar with the matterthis is probably one of the most powerful statements i've heard regarding the tablet market and apple should be listening. primarily because it comes from someone i consider to be an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7835983656135293762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7835983656135293762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7835983656135293762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7835983656135293762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/10/ipad-on-fire.html' title='[kindle] fire sets ipad ablaze'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hyJVWX-8HVY/TouVqdDZUeI/AAAAAAAACi0/pMaP_ff9caQ/s72-c/kindle+fire.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-8550427937376791132</id><published>2011-10-04T17:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:23:21.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irobbed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samsung'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iphone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='android'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'>iFud 4s: Apple's "Let's talk iPhone" event fails to impress [updated]</title><summary type='text'>



i go with the easy titles because, well, i don't get paid to do this. 

so, apple had it's big todo about what everyone was hoping to be the iphone 5. unfortunately, what they got was the iphone 4s. i could sum up consumer reaction like this: you had 1.5 years to make a phone and we got an incremental upgrade. faster processor, better camera, same shell and voice controls (beta) which exist </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/8550427937376791132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=8550427937376791132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8550427937376791132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8550427937376791132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/10/ifud-4s.html' title='iFud 4s: Apple&apos;s &quot;Let&apos;s talk iPhone&quot; event fails to impress [updated]'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEL_SjluJPc/TouLedaykWI/AAAAAAAACiw/7GEi7oerX3Y/s72-c/iphone5-invite.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4616233678097937694</id><published>2011-09-01T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:39:39.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>down, SPOTify! [updated]</title><summary type='text'>



related tweet: $10/month?! #spotify app left my mobile fast. But, they say “it’s better 2 burn out than fade away.” I bet the quoted didn’t have clap.”



Seriously though, I guess I figure for $120 to stream music a year is a bit much for me because there aren’t 120 songs that come out a year that I want. That being said, I can buy any song I’m interested in and still spend less than the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4616233678097937694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4616233678097937694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4616233678097937694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4616233678097937694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/09/down-spotify-updated.html' title='down, SPOTify! [updated]'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7233662548091292204</id><published>2011-07-29T09:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:34:49.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>queer eye for the straight skydiver</title><summary type='text'>when planning to jump out of a plane, what to wear becomes of critical importance as it may be the last thing you wear while alive. yes, this is what i thought about as i stared warily at my travel bag.



jeans (check), shoes (check), clean underwear (double check), shirt...shirt. hmm. this is a difficult one. i'm going to be filmed and photographed in this shirt. you only get one first time so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7233662548091292204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7233662548091292204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7233662548091292204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7233662548091292204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/07/queer-eye-for-straight-skydiver.html' title='queer eye for the straight skydiver'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G7_3MHc_j4o/TjLGmK2qWAI/AAAAAAAACAw/W38HCN6jF2o/s72-c/6--jpg%2B%2528418x720%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-492952049746777473</id><published>2011-07-10T23:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:19:08.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>g+: fly or die?</title><summary type='text'>i was asked two questions about google+ both relating to why i like it. paraphrased, one asked "why do you like google+ and dislike facebook so much." the other was, "why is this so special." i gave a knee jerk reaction to the first question and answered it by saying it was because of the way google+ handled privacy and filtering as compared to facebook, who is willing to share my data with every</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/492952049746777473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=492952049746777473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/492952049746777473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/492952049746777473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/07/g-fly-or-die.html' title='g+: fly or die?'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0uIjq8dAUWc/Thcle16PSPI/AAAAAAAAB0g/YTTP9wj6hOw/s72-c/plus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1189506514689602402</id><published>2011-06-24T10:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T00:10:41.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hangover 2 review</title><summary type='text'>reviewers of #hangover2 either didn't watch the 1st one or they're hypocrites. part deux is at least as good as #1 if not better. check it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1189506514689602402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-8987859832414966464</id><published>2011-06-19T21:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:16:19.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>super 8 review</title><summary type='text'>if you're a fan of abrams' "lost" or "cloverfield" storytelling style, it's for you. All others, steer clear of #super8. yay, solar flares!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/8987859832414966464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=8987859832414966464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8987859832414966464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8987859832414966464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/super-8-review.html' title='super 8 review'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xv9dPXwPqvg/Tf6tPN-PGqI/AAAAAAAABpY/udGYkVGUUX8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4971915156971104403</id><published>2011-06-17T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:14:54.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>green lantern review</title><summary type='text'>in brightest day, in blah-est night, vet. action dir. martin campbell is out of his depth in this f/x laden hero romp #greenlantern</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4971915156971104403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4971915156971104403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4971915156971104403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4971915156971104403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/green-lantern-twitter-review.html' title='green lantern review'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nUH3roGwYxA/TfuEyHW5QCI/AAAAAAAABmI/kpTWokSlTxA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2917983535722593631</id><published>2011-06-14T18:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T18:43:38.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this racism is killing me</title><summary type='text'>chappelle laughed ironically as he spoke those words during the "niggar family" sketch on his comedy show. i found myself today watching a situation that could probably be regarded as racist, but, just like the "niggar family" sketch, i laughed in spite of myself.i was the only patron in the restaurant of the hotel and was quietly enjoying a lamb burger. pricey, but tastey. behind me, i heard a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2917983535722593631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2917983535722593631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2917983535722593631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2917983535722593631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-racism-is-killing-me.html' title='this racism is killing me'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gql9hTdmQOM/TffsiMhIKRI/AAAAAAAABmA/_tSFKlteaoI/s72-c/raff+out+roud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4607445437835596773</id><published>2011-06-13T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:00:01.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>these are a few of my favorite apps</title><summary type='text'>having been asked several times what apps i use on a daily basis, i've decided to write down my favorites. what can i say? i'm a man of the people, for the people. the android applications listed are the majority of my favorite apps. they're also all free. enjoy.










google voice: probably my favorite app. you can get a phone number from google and it will be directed to your phone or up to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4607445437835596773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4607445437835596773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4607445437835596773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4607445437835596773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-apps.html' title='these are a few of my favorite apps'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UUsZuhJaCA/TfJDrzj74sI/AAAAAAAABlY/RME53nXrciM/s72-c/google-voice-icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6356889088700194724</id><published>2011-06-07T13:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:00:00.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goooooal!</title><summary type='text'>ok, technically not a goal, but definitelya kick ass picture. he probably scoredi was reminded today and this weekend that goals are the the spice of life. properly chosen, they force us to grow, change and adapt, otherwise we become complacent and plateau. some people are ok with that...but some people should go to hellthat had been my problem for a long time. because i'd taken some blows, i was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6356889088700194724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6356889088700194724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6356889088700194724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6356889088700194724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/goooooal.html' title='goooooal!'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bYIGsH6vRAQ/Te0749VxWuI/AAAAAAAABkw/vlZsmb3T_ac/s72-c/Sensible_Soccer_2006_%2528Xbox%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1879127196574482188</id><published>2011-06-05T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:27:33.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love (according to william parrish)</title><summary type='text'>"trust, responsibility, taking the weight for your choices and feelings, and spending the rest of your life living up to them. and above all, not hurting the object of your love. multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what i'm talking about." what he said.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1879127196574482188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1879127196574482188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1879127196574482188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1879127196574482188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-according-to-william-parrish.html' title='love (according to william parrish)'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-478559747074812776</id><published>2011-06-05T17:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:02:12.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moody toons</title><summary type='text'>"butterfly" from the album cowboy bebop: future blues"volcano" from the album o.sometimes, i can see myself through the eyes of others through the songs of others. the harder trick is finding your own song. to say how you feel, who you are. i need music right now because i've forgotten how to cry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/478559747074812776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=478559747074812776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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herethe typical imagery "walkabout" conjures involves an aborigine adolescent traveling, usually without warning, out into the untamed wilderness as a right of passage to become a man. though there is debate as to whether or not there is a spiritual aspect of the journey, that is what i'm seeking for myself. i made a decision to join the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4587856648989040361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4587856648989040361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4587856648989040361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4587856648989040361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/06/walkabout.html' title='walkabout'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1_sSfw7xbE/Tej0cVymC1I/AAAAAAAABkk/ZjSQJYP37cU/s72-c/aborigine-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-5326338326336047597</id><published>2011-05-15T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:27:08.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i never said you were a superhero</title><summary type='text'>

"dude, shut up"
last week was funny T_T. i testified before a senate judiciary committee and got my ass handed to me. well, that's not being entirely fair to myself. i started out like gangbusters. but i think the smiles and nods i was getting made me fall in love with the sound of my own voice and well, "that's when the fight started."

i used an example that the senators didn't agree with and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/5326338326336047597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=5326338326336047597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5326338326336047597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5326338326336047597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-never-said-you-were-superhero.html' title='i never said you were a superhero'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K1AM7DrMgys/TdCDGG9H_7I/AAAAAAAABgE/JOa_Tg6Y5BM/s72-c/2010_iron_man_2_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-623596490616300860</id><published>2011-05-02T11:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:32:44.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fcc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='att'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='android'/><title type='text'>in re the marriage of at&amp;t-mobile</title><summary type='text'>i hadn't written anything on the proposed merger at&amp;t-mobile because i'm lazy and B.A.F.F.L.E.D. already did a write up on it that i'd rather just point you to. but when the FCC (proceeding # 11-65) opened up the floor for brief comments on the union, i decided to toss in my two cents. my favoritism of android was, of course, at forefront. i've copied my comment below."I am not in favor of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/623596490616300860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=623596490616300860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/623596490616300860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/623596490616300860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-re-marriage-of-at.html' title='in re the marriage of at&amp;t-mobile'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pToJItbXIjQ/Tb7YvkYwy7I/AAAAAAAABfs/b4VPsDsAW2M/s72-c/att+tmobile+combined+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6134166526111339283</id><published>2011-04-26T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:24:04.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p90x'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>it's a trap!</title><summary type='text'>my friends are assholes in the most lovable ways. i'm sitting in my office and my friend starts a typical gchat conversation with me. "how's it going, what ya working on...blah, blah, blah." next thing i know, he starts pitching me p90x. "hey, you have p90x, have you been using it?" to my ever lasting shame, i have not been. i think i've had it for a year and not touched it. this is what happens </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6134166526111339283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6134166526111339283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6134166526111339283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6134166526111339283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-trap.html' title='it&apos;s a trap!'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GgMkKoM4skw/TbMGSfLKwSI/AAAAAAAABd0/OIKWjzS8UUQ/s72-c/6a00d8341bf82953ef00e54f1f54008834-500wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7551176265223054872</id><published>2011-04-19T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:38:21.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terminator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armageddon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'>today is judgement day</title><summary type='text'>"At 8:11 PM today (April 19th), the military-designed artificial intelligence system called Skynet will become self-aware and turn against its creators (read: us). If that doesn't have you shaking in your boots our world will be overwhelmed by a legion of killer robots in approximately 48 hours — a time known as Judgment Day."so, in light of this fact- hide your kids, hide your wife and hide your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7551176265223054872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7551176265223054872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7551176265223054872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7551176265223054872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/04/today-is-judgement-day.html' title='today is judgement day'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iP7kQIQdOM/Ta3jOJkW4_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/MaW4hTyiYQI/s72-c/terminator_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-714946433595106657</id><published>2011-04-08T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T15:41:06.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hers and his</title><summary type='text'>pushing, pulling, moaning. tense muscles and short breaths. kissing, laughing, sitting, rolling. tangled sheets and a cool breeze. no thoughts, save one: make her feel good.

he watches her eyes widen, her mouth a gape. feels her thighs tense around his waste and begin to tremble. she pulls him in closer. impossibly close. her heart is racing. she begins to breath again. as he rests between her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/714946433595106657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=714946433595106657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/714946433595106657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/714946433595106657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/04/hers-and-his.html' title='hers and his'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wNa9XFTsetg/TZ8s3XNa6MI/AAAAAAAABdM/WXCaV-esD-A/s72-c/loving_couple_silhouette_poster-p2283355908378980873sku_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-5801784033960357282</id><published>2011-04-06T13:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:03:57.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wakko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glenn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fox'/><title type='text'>filling the glenn beck void</title><summary type='text'>it's a sad day for journalism as glenn beck has announced that he is leaving fox news. the years that he's spent educating the american public about obama's racism and the messages that he personally received from god on how to get america back on track will be missed.

without a doubt that fox news chief roget ailes is scrambling to find a replacement. but as lovers of glenn beck know, he cannot</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/5801784033960357282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=5801784033960357282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5801784033960357282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5801784033960357282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/04/filling-glenn-beck-void.html' title='filling the glenn beck void'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WyhzmCXcbgA/TZysHZef5mI/AAAAAAAABdI/Oz0Fy_-exMM/s72-c/wakko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-5416143263257178247</id><published>2011-04-01T11:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:46:22.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quick hits: my week in review</title><summary type='text'>best new thing i learned this week: macadamia nuts are used by police to simulate cocaine in sting operations. who the hell came up with that one? sounds like cops are getting tactical tips from  a grade schooler. come on, you know you snorted pixie stix &amp; or crushed sweet tarts at least once in your prepubescent life. don't act like i'm the only one...

discovery of the week: archer. holy crap, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/5416143263257178247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=5416143263257178247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5416143263257178247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5416143263257178247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/04/quick-hits.html' title='quick hits: my week in review'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ecaorv8qwWg/TZX9Iu-GCcI/AAAAAAAABdA/_G1ivEuMuE0/s72-c/ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2513113663967220350</id><published>2011-03-30T21:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T09:16:34.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>digital super fight!</title><summary type='text'>[channeling michael buffer] we are going to witness the most anticipated battle in the history of digital media for the heavy weight championship of the world. are you ready?! music fans, are you ready?! for the millions of .mp3s in attendance on your hard drive and for the millions waiting to move to the internet cloud; let's get ready to rumblllllllllllllllllle.

no, seriously, i've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2513113663967220350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2513113663967220350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2513113663967220350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2513113663967220350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/03/digital-super-fight_1365.html' title='digital super fight!'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5fCAF4Gm08/TZPhPsM0OOI/AAAAAAAABc8/p0Xzr5IqGy0/s72-c/boxing_gloves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-392599951337341707</id><published>2011-03-29T20:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:31:58.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>comcast, it's you, not me...goodbye</title><summary type='text'>it's a right of passage to hate certain entities as we grow older. some people hate the IRS, some people hate telcos, some hate the music industry. my particular disdain leans toward telcos and cable companies. i'll save my ire of telcos for another discussion.

when i moved into my new place, i decided to try an experiment called cutting the cord. unsurprisingly, it involves getting your media </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/392599951337341707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=392599951337341707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/392599951337341707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/392599951337341707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2011/03/place-holder-title.html' title='comcast, it&apos;s you, not me...goodbye'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw7jNYGtAR8/TZKO8HuR1qI/AAAAAAAABcw/9FUFWI4lJZQ/s72-c/23couch600-articleLarge-222x180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6746768812659895522</id><published>2010-11-22T12:32:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:23:29.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>in 50 words or less...</title><summary type='text'>so, a friend gave me a writing assignment: write a story in 50 words or less. only later was i told that the assignment was actually 55 words.  she's a cheater...but that's a story for another day. here are the tales i turned out.It’s not like the movies where the score tempo increases and the camera cuts become quicker. You’re sipping your latte while singing very poorly. The next thing you know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6746768812659895522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6746768812659895522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6746768812659895522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6746768812659895522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-50-words-or-less.html' title='in 50 words or less...'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/TOq4RqzuZLI/AAAAAAAAA1k/yQQFCXWh0kM/s72-c/lets-write-something-writing-4545938-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2683403785532682423</id><published>2010-10-13T14:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T10:00:16.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>captivate(d) by the galaxy s</title><summary type='text'>so, yes, that's a corny title, but...who cares, it's true. i wrote a while back, just over a year ago, about how badly i wanted an android phone.  prior to june 2009, the landscape was pretty bare.  oh, what a year has done.way back then, i'd seen the virtues of android, but couldn't get my hands on one because a) at&amp;t was sitting pretty with the iphone and b) no reputable handset makers were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2683403785532682423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2683403785532682423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2683403785532682423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2683403785532682423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/10/captivated-by-galaxy-s.html' title='captivate(d) by the galaxy s'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/TLYEH9b_0jI/AAAAAAAAAzM/OUjcqWpk5Ns/s72-c/samsung-Captivate-picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2370746217045471031</id><published>2010-09-06T21:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T10:54:42.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nom de avatar</title><summary type='text'>
i was thinking today about my chosen avatar name: GuyverV.  it is a name that i've used for the better part of 15 years from my xbox live handle to my aol account to twitter. it's become part of me. it's actual meaning, derived from the anime the guyver had more meaning when i was going through that phase of trying to figure out who i was and felt i needed armor to protect me.  and no other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2370746217045471031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2370746217045471031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2370746217045471031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2370746217045471031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/09/nom-de-avatar.html' title='nom de avatar'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/TIWoiUA4ezI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Bc2ATh7Xeh0/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-8607562058411942691</id><published>2010-09-06T20:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:10:07.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>noire fable</title><summary type='text'>The connection that player feels to their video game avatar can be crucial to the enjoyment of the gameplay experience.  When the first Fable was being released Peter Molyneux had expanded the hype bubble to, not quite epic proportions,  but expectations were high.  At the time I was working at gamestop and didn’t bother buying the game because we had, for the most part, unfettered access to our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/8607562058411942691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=8607562058411942691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8607562058411942691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8607562058411942691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/09/noire-fable.html' title='noire fable'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/TIWQ2NYk0CI/AAAAAAAAAyE/yq5P5xCiqJI/s72-c/fable2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2860066772379548741</id><published>2010-09-06T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:59:12.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>et tu google?</title><summary type='text'>the old scruffy men who hold the signs that say, “repent” or “the end is nigh” probably haven’t used a computer in quite some time.  if they had, i wonder if they’d be running up and down the streets on fire, shoving their signs down our throats.  in a recent tweet, i pondered a simple thought: by 2011, google, via android will be running on pads, notebooks, tvs and phones.  taken individually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2860066772379548741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2860066772379548741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2860066772379548741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2860066772379548741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/09/et-tu-google.html' title='et tu google?'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/TIWOVWZF62I/AAAAAAAAAx8/I6770pTYuxg/s72-c/google+evil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2879440993884666230</id><published>2010-01-24T21:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T14:29:20.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the one you feed</title><summary type='text'>recently heard this &amp; hope it resonates with you the way it did with meOne evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2879440993884666230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2879440993884666230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2879440993884666230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2879440993884666230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-you-feed.html' title='the one you feed'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/S10VhBeNmHI/AAAAAAAAAdU/0QOrTvEmxzU/s72-c/Fighting_Wolfs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7560305368009104609</id><published>2009-12-25T21:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:54:27.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>life on mars</title><summary type='text'>it's strange, when i was a kid, i knew a lot about the planets (for a child).  what order they were in, what kind of environment they had, what they looked like, etc.  one thing i never learned was how long a relative year was.as i get older, it's funny how you consider what a year actually means. as this decade comes to a close, i reflect on what the last 10 years has meant to me. the last year </summary><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/SvI4yenvIWI/AAAAAAAAATs/aGjU9z-CcmM/s72-c/wing-commander-iii-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-9000167657027961703</id><published>2009-11-04T19:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T19:41:50.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdud celebration</title><summary type='text'>so, the gentleman pictured to the left should require no introduction, but i'll do it anyway to keep you from making stupid faces at the screen as your brain cells fire trying to come up with the answer.  see? i care about you.  this, ladies and germs, is buzz killington and he is who my friends sent to my birthday party last month.last month i received a passing score on the bar exam and it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/9000167657027961703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4394765985720637688</id><published>2009-09-10T17:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:02:49.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ted to barack</title><summary type='text'>President Obama read from part of this letter in his speech last night.  here is the letter in it's entirety: Dear Mr. President,I wanted to write a few final words to you to express my gratitude for your repeated personal kindnesses to me - and one last time, to salute your leadership in giving our country back its future and its truth.On a personal level, you and Michelle reached out to Vicki, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4394765985720637688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4394765985720637688' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-8784600123243912445</id><published>2009-07-07T23:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:07:45.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the time, mr. wolf?</title><summary type='text'>they say that the "hour of the wolf" is the time between the night and the dawn, in which the wolf lurks outside your door.  in some cultures, this is the time where most people die or are born.  it is also during this sleepless time where people are haunted by their deepest fears.i've been feeling as though this month, the month am to i take the bar exam is my "hour of the wolf."  i've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/8784600123243912445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=8784600123243912445' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2170490048829667153</id><published>2009-06-22T20:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:11:56.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>we need a resolution</title><summary type='text'>So, I finally broke down and got the new iPhone 3gs. After the death rattle from my blackberry, I began looking for my next mobile. I'm a big fan of the android platform, but as they're being extremely slow bringing one of their phones to AT&amp;T, I began looking at the iPhone. After the wwdc announcement of the 3gs, I knew I could live with one considering the improvements to the hardware and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2170490048829667153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2170490048829667153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2170490048829667153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2170490048829667153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-need-resolution.html' title='we need a resolution'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-531410784323768997</id><published>2009-05-14T16:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:25:14.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>worth a thousand words?</title><summary type='text'>it's an interesting debate we're having over whether or not to release more pictures of the torture that took place in gitmo and overseas.the main argument for the release is that as a nation, we need to come clean about what we've done so those in the arab world and the global community will see that we're tying to turn over a new leaf and that it won't happen again.  the main argument against </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/531410784323768997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=531410784323768997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/531410784323768997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/531410784323768997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2009/05/worth-thousand-words.html' title='worth a thousand words?'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/SgyQPvgmLNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/owqjr8zT7oo/s72-c/waterboarding_nr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6573864416183635349</id><published>2009-04-13T20:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:16:07.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the problem was choice</title><summary type='text'>it took forever, but i finally had a breakthrough that unlocked so many unanswered questions i had about myself and my personality.  when i was a child, i was always unhappy when i was at home because when i was at school, i couldn't control my behavior.  i got in trouble for it and my grades suffered.it took years of being upset with myself and getting in trouble before i slowly locked that side</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6573864416183635349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6573864416183635349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6573864416183635349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6573864416183635349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2009/04/problem-is-choice.html' title='the problem was choice'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/SePrbBt766I/AAAAAAAAAH8/dRuqmx_u6Do/s72-c/red-pill-or-blue-pill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6595366498991125231</id><published>2009-03-27T11:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:26:01.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all your (android)phones are belong to us</title><summary type='text'>so, at this point, i'm desperate.  my contract with at&amp;t expires in 3 months and i don't have a new phone picked out.  the reason is that nothing out there has what i want.  i feel like it's last call at the bar and i'm searching for someone to take home and all that's left are the dregs.the one hope that i had was that someone would step up and create an android phone i could get down with.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6595366498991125231/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/Scz76pMTrpI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7s9A_gB1iwg/s72-c/500px-android-logosvg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4590416561058263135</id><published>2009-03-21T13:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:26:38.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>music for freelance</title><summary type='text'>so, about a year ago, i discovered the music from cowboy bebop.  when i first saw the show, i immediately downloaded the main theme.  but for some reason, i'd never bothered to listen to anything else from the show.it wasn't until i watched the movie for maybe the 3rd time that i really took notice of music.  the opening theme, "ask DNA," and the ending theme , "gotta knock a little harder," made</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4590416561058263135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4590416561058263135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4590416561058263135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4590416561058263135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-for-freelance.html' title='music for freelance'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/ScUwaNzoqaI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lgO5S6QEuEg/s72-c/cbfreelancevp5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-5223131816379200931</id><published>2009-03-21T13:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:26:16.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Dipping</title><summary type='text'>the cool breeze swept over my body as i knelt by the illuminated pool.  i closed my eyes and listened to the night.  the birds, the insects, the lake near the house.  it is so peaceful here.i opened my eyes and put my hand in the pool and suddenly, i became afraid.  i could feel my heart racing against my chest, my breathing increased.  my inexplicable fear then became a conduit for all of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/5223131816379200931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=5223131816379200931' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1250679221371852425</id><published>2009-03-19T14:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:08:19.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You...bastard</title><summary type='text'>you know what, i got your whole game figured out, toilet and i'm sick of it.  why must i have a "discussion" about your position?  why can't you just go down on your own, huh?  no, that would be too much to ask.  instead, i'm forced to listen to a diatribe about the fact that putting your seat down is a courtesy to others.  but of course, that ignores the greater courtesy that i give by raising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1250679221371852425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1250679221371852425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1250679221371852425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1250679221371852425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2009/03/youbastard.html' title='You...bastard'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/ScUxK-ldCII/AAAAAAAAAGk/dq2YdryLL14/s72-c/Toilet1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6458328424182113396</id><published>2008-10-14T15:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:27:04.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 bullets</title><summary type='text'>The  S&amp;W in my hand exploded like an m80.  my father told me that the first shot was often a "mind changer."  i don't know if that is how i'd characterize it, but my mind was definitely racing.my brain began compiling all of the most unrealistic movies scenes that it could.  i considered the callous manner in which people were dispatched...killed.  the kickback made me suspicious of the "run and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6458328424182113396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6458328424182113396' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-3085070146571688378</id><published>2008-08-31T00:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:26:51.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>black (marvel) power</title><summary type='text'>when i was a kid, i really loved comic books for the same reason i loved science fiction.  they took me places that ordinary fiction just didn't go.  i grew to enjoy tom clancy, walter mosely and the like, but comics and science fiction existed in another galaxy, time or dimension.  it fed my imagination like no other.as much as i loved DC comics, there was something as a child the i understood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/3085070146571688378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=3085070146571688378' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-3686795260160184571</id><published>2008-08-26T20:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:53:42.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ceterum censeo washington esse delendam</title><summary type='text'>yes, i know, i'm practically begging homeland security to let party leader creedy disappear me into on of his black bags (for the unenlightened, i suggest you watch "v for vendetta").  but you must admit..."there is something terribly wrong with this country."it is amazing to me the charges being leveled at obama.  "he has no experience with the military," "his trip east was a foreign policy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/3686795260160184571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=3686795260160184571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3686795260160184571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3686795260160184571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2008/08/ceterum-censeo-washington-esse-delendam.html' title='ceterum censeo washington esse delendam'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/SH7MxeEq0-I/AAAAAAAAACI/H8uo4fy1ML4/s72-c/050906_independence_day_hmed.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1599115274547006726</id><published>2008-07-17T01:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:53:43.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iphone, therefore i am...bold</title><summary type='text'>with the release of the much touted iphone 3G, the apple faithful flocked to the stores in droves to attain the next leap in technological achievement and latest must have status item.the newest iteration of the device includes the oft requested ability to connect to at&amp;t's 3G network.  it also boasts built in GPS, a non recessed 3.5mm headphone jack and the promise of more 3rd party software.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1599115274547006726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1599115274547006726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1599115274547006726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1599115274547006726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2008/07/iphone-therefore-i-ambold_17.html' title='iphone, therefore i am...bold'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6-ZOg2n_Mk/SH7CmPqLUcI/AAAAAAAAACA/m1DOadQEC1Y/s72-c/Battle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-5132565730609897197</id><published>2008-02-18T18:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:04:51.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>format this!</title><summary type='text'>with the death watch of HDDVD in full swing, it's worth noting that blu-ray is not the heir apparent.  oh, you didn't know that, did you?  think about it, aside from the 2 people that you know who own a ps3, how many individuals do you know that had either an hddvd or a blu-ray player.  go ahead and take your time, i'll wait...ok, slim, time's up.  in truth, there is nothing that is truly pushing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/5132565730609897197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=5132565730609897197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5132565730609897197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/5132565730609897197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2008/02/format-this.html' title='format this!'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7587879327763226772</id><published>2007-12-05T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:02:08.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bernard Pivot Questionaire</title><summary type='text'>your favorite word?  craptacular your least favorite word?  irregardless What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?  openness What turns you off?  closemindedness your favorite curse word?  muthaf***er What sound do you love?  storms What sound do you hate?  nextel chirp  a profession other than your own would you like to attempt?  writer/director/producer a profession you would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7587879327763226772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7587879327763226772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7587879327763226772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7587879327763226772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/bernard-pivot-questionaire.html' title='The Bernard Pivot Questionaire'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4437092324675276172</id><published>2007-12-05T13:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:56:52.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the list</title><summary type='text'>the short list:intelligence, beauty, sense of humor, kindness, strength, honesty, open mindedness, fidelitylol, some of the traits have subcategories...am i picky?  it was interesting because i made this list and then looked on the internet to see what it thought men wanted in relationships.  this was the first hit:  1. Men want honest, timely, loving communication.Honest communication is top </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4437092324675276172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4437092324675276172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4437092324675276172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4437092324675276172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/list.html' title='the list'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6635370272959084790</id><published>2007-12-05T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:49:30.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quarter century</title><summary type='text'>my father told me that every five years is supposed to be a moment to reflect.  "you wonder where all that time has gone, but you've lived every second of it."  he asked me if i'd done that, considered where i've been,  where i am and where i'm going.  i missed my birthday by nearly a month, but i've been busy, so, whatever.25, a quarter century.  it sounds a lot worse than it is.  i woke up and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6635370272959084790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6635370272959084790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6635370272959084790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6635370272959084790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/quarter-century.html' title='quarter century'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7259891010806073377</id><published>2007-12-05T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:04:58.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>to xbox live</title><summary type='text'>dear xbox live,you're online community has been the highlight of owning an xbox 360, particularly the online play of halo 3.  in fact, i enjoy it so much that participants who feel the need to declare that "the only good nigger is a dead nigger," don't bother me nearly as much as they used to.  "why," might you ask?  it's simple.  they add to the enjoyment of leveling a shotgun between their eyes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7259891010806073377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7259891010806073377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7259891010806073377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7259891010806073377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-xbox-live-youre-online-community.html' title='to xbox live'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i92/guyverv/Characters/th_masterchiefdancing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-8349835091941819980</id><published>2007-12-05T13:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:37:44.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>demon days</title><summary type='text'>my friends and i stood in the kitchen of my grandfather's apartment.  the room was filled with a hazy white glow that i noticed, but wasn't too concerned about.  we laughed and joked for a while until they had to leave.  once they were gone, i was left in the room with a boy who had always been there, but i'd never noticed until this moment. he was young.  probably about 11 or 12.  he couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/8349835091941819980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=8349835091941819980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8349835091941819980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/8349835091941819980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/demon-days.html' title='demon days'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4829875351773984059</id><published>2007-12-05T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:26:34.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>neverland ramblings on love</title><summary type='text'>i believe the correlation between love and sex is de minimis.  we may love someone, but everyone looks, everyone lusts in their own way.  some take it to the next step.  should we fault them?  should we look at those who are in a relationship, engaged or married who love others yet fall in one of these categories with disdain when they do or want to do exactly what humans are hardwired to do?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4829875351773984059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4829875351773984059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4829875351773984059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4829875351773984059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/neverland-ramblings-on-love.html' title='neverland ramblings on love'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7586675756504787382</id><published>2007-12-05T13:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:23:58.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'>xbox live and anonymity</title><summary type='text'>rainbow six: vegas-"hey, nigger, he's on your left.  shoot on your left.  can they hear us?  hey, niggers, can you hear us?"gears of war-"who the fuck is this nigger?"anonimity does a strange thing to white guys on xbox live.  i focus on white guys becaue i notice that their behavior's are the only ones that change significantly when looking at what they would say in public to another person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7586675756504787382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7586675756504787382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7586675756504787382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7586675756504787382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/xbox-live-and-anonymity.html' title='xbox live and anonymity'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-3807759571508488050</id><published>2007-12-05T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:20:31.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>stranglehold</title><summary type='text'>the most powerful people in our lives are generally our family members.  they have such gravity and weight to them that when we try to escape their influence, we only burn ourselves out in the effort. i have never had this issue, but most of the people that are closest to me, past or present, have.  because of the way that i was raised, it's hard for me to watch and to tolerate.  i know these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/3807759571508488050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=3807759571508488050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3807759571508488050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3807759571508488050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/stranglehold.html' title='stranglehold'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4373725768695037996</id><published>2007-12-05T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:19:10.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jaded</title><summary type='text'>a woman at work said something to me today that made me see things in a whole different manner.  i told her that i was never getting married because i had been jaded by various women throughout my life and the things i'd allowed them to do to me.  she stared at me and said. "you've been on this earth only twenty-three years.  not very long at all.  those were girls that you were dealing with.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4373725768695037996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4373725768695037996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4373725768695037996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4373725768695037996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/jaded.html' title='jaded'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1059270496472359448</id><published>2007-12-05T13:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:18:09.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tripwire</title><summary type='text'>websters defines a tripwire as "a wire that will set off a trap."  in most cases the trap is usually an explosion facilitated by a mine or some other concussive or incindiary discharge.  in this case, it's a metaphor for how i feel about the police.  they've stepped on a tripwire in my mind, and set off an explosion.  i'm young, black and now i am angry.during my senior year of high school i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1059270496472359448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1059270496472359448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1059270496472359448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1059270496472359448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/tripwire.html' title='tripwire'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2015974109069530808</id><published>2007-12-05T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:07:19.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>shock and awe</title><summary type='text'>i can't believe what a strange time i had trying to convince someone about the way i used to be.  it was kind of a shock to my system having to explain.  awkward, horrible grades, loud, few friends and about ten times more obnoxious than i am now are some traits i would use.i guess it's strange realizing how much i've changed over the years.  in fact, it's not just a matter of me changing but the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2015974109069530808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2015974109069530808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2015974109069530808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2015974109069530808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/shock-and-awe.html' title='shock and awe'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-3764387896425410098</id><published>2007-12-05T12:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:02:21.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><summary type='text'>insomniamy rest is made forsakenby a plethora of dreamsconsisting of a collage of friends and loverslong unknown to medecisions and mistakes that rest in my mindas easily as a splinterin that eyequestions of my destinyclouding the presentand haunting every choicereconciliations 'tweenwho i am on the outside and what i am on the insidethat ne'er camethe darkest most hushed nightsthat ne'er quelled</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/3764387896425410098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=3764387896425410098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3764387896425410098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/3764387896425410098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6729210483291609336</id><published>2007-12-05T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:59:07.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>god smiled at me</title><summary type='text'>i stood in the lightening, the thunder and the rain.  i was cold and drenched.  i looked up at the sky and smiled at god.  you know what?  he actually smiled back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6729210483291609336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6729210483291609336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6729210483291609336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6729210483291609336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/god-smiled-at-me.html' title='god smiled at me'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-7731546590484723412</id><published>2007-12-05T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:58:16.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on love</title><summary type='text'>it's hard to care about someone but not be able to do it the way that you want to.  love is all about timing.  my life has made that painfully obvious to me.  i'm always too young, too old, too early or too late.  i've never been able to experience love as one should be able to. so the question becomes, "how do you control fate?"  the answer is that you can't.  the truly sad part of it is that i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/7731546590484723412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=7731546590484723412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7731546590484723412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/7731546590484723412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-love.html' title='on love'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1395848096879417853</id><published>2007-12-05T12:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:56:40.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the indifference of good people</title><summary type='text'>it's been a long time since i've been ashamed of anything that i've done.  typically i think about everything i do and say.  right now i feel like i initially made the wrong decision and it makes me feel ashamed.  we see so many things go wrong around us and when we have a chance to do something sometimes all we have are excuses.  i almost fell into that category.  one of the worst things in the </summary><link 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src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-498657901392595502</id><published>2007-12-05T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:54:40.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's bad out there</title><summary type='text'>there is a greater darkness than the one we fight.  it is the darkness of a soul that has lost its way.  The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair.  greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope, the death of dreams.  against this peril we can never surrender.  the future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/498657901392595502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=498657901392595502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/498657901392595502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/498657901392595502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-bad-out-there.html' title='it&apos;s bad out there'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1377015076898964999</id><published>2007-12-05T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:51:16.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mighty winds and a court of fools</title><summary type='text'>what is the purpose of a second term president having an approval rating? i mean really, it's almost as pointless as him taking responsibility for the hurricane mess. which is interesting because he spent all last week blaming everyone else. it's nice to know that the captain of a ship has some culpability for the actions, or lack there of, regarding his subordinates.so what comes from all of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1377015076898964999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1377015076898964999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1377015076898964999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1377015076898964999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/mighty-winds-and-court-of-fools.html' title='mighty winds and a court of fools'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-704912800452538493</id><published>2007-12-05T12:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:48:08.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>big ol' wtf</title><summary type='text'>ever been to a hooters?  ever been to a hooters with no damn chicken?!  amazingly i found it more sacrilegious than a hooters girl with no hooters.  the thing that made it really annoying was the fact that I knew exactly what i wanted.  i made the suggestion to my friends because all I wanted was some damn wings.  what was the first thing out of the ladys mouth?  welcome to hooters. sorry we dont</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/704912800452538493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=704912800452538493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/704912800452538493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/704912800452538493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-ol-wtf.html' title='big ol&apos; wtf'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-2446869483306254227</id><published>2007-12-05T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:45:02.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to fear...</title><summary type='text'>i think some of the luckiest people in the world are the ones who only fear fear itself.  they live their lives not fearing irrational things that could never harm them (clowns) but specific things that present a real threat (killer clowns from outer space).  at least that has always been my understanding of the phrase. aside from my silly fear, which is my spouse turning into something that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/2446869483306254227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=2446869483306254227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2446869483306254227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/2446869483306254227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-to-fear.html' title='nothing to fear...'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1593607947544928493</id><published>2007-12-05T12:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T12:42:51.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>selah</title><summary type='text'>i'm not really too big into religion. there's God, myself and not too much in between. i actually prefer it this way. more than likely religion was conceived as a medium between us and the almighty. over centuries, between politics and business, religion, in my opinion, has become the earthly barrier it sought to remove.this is not a discussion on theology. there is something in the bible that i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1593607947544928493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1593607947544928493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1593607947544928493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1593607947544928493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2007/12/selah.html' title='selah'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-115543097856201016</id><published>2006-08-12T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T13:10:22.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lateral move: ghana 8-2-2006</title><summary type='text'>i knew immediately i would dislike crowd control. i enjoy feeling productive and as though i'm contributing. as i stood there, watching the clinic patients watch me, i began to fume. at one point, i struggled to stay awake.i went to the bus we had arrived in to have a snack. after ten minutes, i was about to return to work when the person from our church in charge of the clinic said, "you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/115543097856201016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=115543097856201016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115543097856201016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115543097856201016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/08/lateral-move-ghana-8-2-2006.html' title='lateral move: ghana 8-2-2006'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-115316083742253530</id><published>2006-07-17T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T13:27:17.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Maria</title><summary type='text'>Dios te salve MariaIt calls to me from the darkness.Llena eres de grasiaIt plays on my worst fears.El senor es contigoLoneliness and failure.Bendita tu eres entre todas las mujeresIt calls to me at my weakestY bendito es el frute de tu vientre JesusI cannot fight it forever.Santa MariaIt does not simply call from the darknessMadre de diosIt is the darkness within meRuega por nosotros pecadoresIt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/115316083742253530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=115316083742253530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115316083742253530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115316083742253530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/07/santa-maria.html' title='Santa Maria'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-115207044348380187</id><published>2006-07-04T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:35:25.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mom</title><summary type='text'>I always thought of mothers' day as an arbitrary day with little meaning. i think that everyday we should reflect on what has or is being done for usEveryday i taught, i grew more appreciative of what you did for me. despite the fact that it was rough at lab, i know i can attribute my intelligence to the schools you worked hard to send me to. i know you had help, but it was always you, mom. you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/115207044348380187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=115207044348380187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115207044348380187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/115207044348380187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-mom.html' title='To Mom'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6557779324767456970</id><published>2006-06-27T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"the blessing and curse of falling stars"</title><summary type='text'>before i got into law school, i asked three teachers for recommendations. these teachers were there from my first year of school and had them several times over four years. i thought i knew them better than any teachers i'd had.one teacher had my recommendation back within two weeks. another had it done in december (i requested them in early september). the third, according to one law school, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6557779324767456970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6557779324767456970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6557779324767456970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6557779324767456970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/06/blessing-and-curse-of-falling-stars.html' title='&amp;quot;the blessing and curse of falling stars&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1876644605872839392</id><published>2006-06-17T09:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"zella good time"</title><summary type='text'>after the last happy hour at cactus, i was looking forward to the one last night at zella. even though the one at cactus was not as good as the one at fado, i knew more people would be attending this one, so i had higher hopes for this one.it was great. there are people in this group that i really like. what i'm hoping happens is that before school starts, we have a really tight group and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1876644605872839392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1876644605872839392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1876644605872839392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1876644605872839392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/06/good-time.html' title='&amp;quot;zella good time&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-114988541564953470</id><published>2006-06-09T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:36:55.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the trouble with titles</title><summary type='text'>an issue that seems to keep coming up is that lack of title that i hold with my significant other.  people who view it from the outside(mostly women) feel that if i care for her so much, then i should give our relationship a title.  i disagree with this stance for a couple of reasons.the first reason is that i do not need a title to validate my feelings.  being boyfriend and girlfriend will not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/114988541564953470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=114988541564953470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114988541564953470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114988541564953470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/06/trouble-with-titles.html' title='the trouble with titles'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4314316993468620942</id><published>2006-05-22T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>forum</title><summary type='text'>when i first heard about the forum, i was less than interested. becca had told me at the open house in march that the forum was a great place to meet the other students that i will be going to school with. i brushed off the invitation. for some reason, it didn't strike me as something that was at all intersting. i've since learned my lesson.after starting my new job at the authority, i've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4314316993468620942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4314316993468620942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4314316993468620942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4314316993468620942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/forum.html' title='forum'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-1908544285489975922</id><published>2006-05-16T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"fado the leader..."</title><summary type='text'>the second opportunity i had to meet my fellow students was far more interesting than the first. this happened on friday, the 12th of may. we were supposed to meet at a bar called fado downtown at 6. i'm always early so naturally, i was there early.i sat down at the bar adn after a couple of drinks, i asked the two people next to me if they were there for the law school meeting. they were and we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/1908544285489975922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=1908544285489975922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1908544285489975922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/1908544285489975922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/leader.html' title='&amp;quot;fado the leader...&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-4016104070384456492</id><published>2006-05-16T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"mia culpa"</title><summary type='text'>i suppose a bit of clarification couldn't hurt. i'm currently working in a internship to pass the time before i begin law school. i've overlooked two important elements of the law school process because it has been over a year since i did both. the lsat and the applications are far behind me. i'm looking now just months away from attending school. the prospect is quite exciting. i get this very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/4016104070384456492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=4016104070384456492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4016104070384456492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/4016104070384456492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/culpa.html' title='&amp;quot;mia culpa&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-114780412174353781</id><published>2006-05-16T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:05:26.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>v is in room 101</title><summary type='text'>my stepfather asked me to explain the significance of GuyverV.  i think talking to me is sometimes like pulling teeth.  i stood and showed him the background on my laptop.  "this is the guyver."  he frowned.  "but what does that mean?"  i sat back down in the recliner.  "it's armor."  in retrospect, i'm surprised he didn't get annoyed.  "and?" he asked.  i placed the laptop to the side and turned</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/114780412174353781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=114780412174353781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114780412174353781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114780412174353781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/v-is-in-room-101.html' title='v is in room 101'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-6951139739458917585</id><published>2006-05-15T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:13:51.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"grasping at strawns"</title><summary type='text'>i think about this event from time to time now. all of the lawyers, judges, school staff and future classmates. initially i was nervous, but for some reason, that emotion never registers on my face. i've asked people if they could tell and they always say no. i can only hope that my body allowed me the same grace that night. to be honest,i was more excited than nervous. unfortunately, the part </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/6951139739458917585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=6951139739458917585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6951139739458917585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/6951139739458917585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-strawns.html' title='&amp;quot;grasping at strawns&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-114765317142133705</id><published>2006-05-14T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T19:32:51.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>revelations</title><summary type='text'>i'm a huge fan of introspection.  all the books and all the therapists in the world cannot hold a candle to a person sitting in a quiet place and being completely honest with themself.  understanding my motivations for everything that i do has become almost an obsession.  but i also think that it has made me a far more balanced than most, much more judicious in my decisions and more aware of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/114765317142133705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=114765317142133705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114765317142133705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/114765317142133705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2006/05/revelations.html' title='revelations'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14095498.post-112017462131557780</id><published>2005-06-30T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T18:37:01.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Bore of the Worlds"</title><summary type='text'>You know, I never thought that a movie could be so bad that it would lead me to posting blogs.  I want you to know that this is full of spoilers but if you read the book or saw the original then you're not getting anything new.   How could aliens who have been watching this planet for at least a million years not know that they can't breathe the air?  They buried their machines underground before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/feeds/112017462131557780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14095498&amp;postID=112017462131557780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/112017462131557780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14095498/posts/default/112017462131557780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evolutionofg.blogspot.com/2005/06/bore-of-worlds.html' title='&quot;Bore of the Worlds&quot;'/><author><name>Brandon Jones</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115172760316552149751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dRXyoVJps8Y/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAC4w/1RvpcLIY-Pc/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
