<?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-5012899</id><updated>2011-08-09T03:46:34.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spencer's Creative Side and Life Updates</title><subtitle type='html'>A heroic account of one man's quest to single handedly raise dragon-awareness....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-5149153260157584286</id><published>2009-06-26T22:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:27:14.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If It's Gonna Be Hot, We May As Well Be Home</title><summary type='text'>As temperatures soared into the 90s in Milwaukee for the first time in two years, Maggie and I decided that we'd rather be hot at home. So, we packed up and headed to Pcola/Mobile . . . where temperatures soared into the 100s. But what's 10 degrees among friends? 90 and dry versus 100 and humid is really just asking whether you'd like to be baked or simmered....either way you end up cooked.As a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/5149153260157584286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=5149153260157584286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5149153260157584286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5149153260157584286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-its-gonna-be-hot-we-may-as-well-be.html' title='If It&apos;s Gonna Be Hot, We May As Well Be Home'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SkbSkJWhviI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3fAXhDfQ7ww/s72-c/HPIM1545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-312864790366390574</id><published>2009-06-15T20:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:22:41.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Sox (2-13)....But What a 2!!</title><summary type='text'>I figured that it was about time I memorialized my team. For those of you who do not know, or for those of you who wonder why I am randomly sending you the box score for Little League games, I am coaching a Little League team this year with one of my law school buddies, Nick. We both did Sports Law together and basically ensured that despite general apathy running rampant at the law school, we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/312864790366390574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=312864790366390574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/312864790366390574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/312864790366390574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2009/06/red-sox-2-13but-what-2.html' title='Red Sox (2-13)....But What a 2!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/Sjb-g4z5UzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/m_rqs1bDX44/s72-c/HPIM1535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-2044972593348757965</id><published>2009-06-15T20:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:45:07.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Goin' to Jackson! (ville)!</title><summary type='text'>Maggie and I recently (ok, within the last month) have returned from Jacksonville, where we attended the wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Eli George. Much fun was had by all. The wedding was great fun, and we got to visit extensively with Ninalee and Greg Beckham, which was a blast. Here's the play by play.Mags and I arrived in Jacksonville, rented a car, and headed off for our hotel, which was right next</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/2044972593348757965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=2044972593348757965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2044972593348757965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2044972593348757965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-goin-to-jackson-ville.html' title='We&apos;re Goin&apos; to Jackson! (ville)!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SjbzVYG4PgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/G5eya8zWLQk/s72-c/HPIM1487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-5064560150726144872</id><published>2009-01-05T19:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:55:09.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth!</title><summary type='text'>Well of course this has to be a vacation post. Milwaukee, while interesting and fun in its own right (read: come visit us please), is certainly not the happiest place on Earth, especially not in January...unless you're a snowman or maybe a polar bear. Everybody knows that the happiest place on Earth is none other than Disney World!!!!!Yes, Maggie and I have just returned from a weekend excursion </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/5064560150726144872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=5064560150726144872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5064560150726144872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5064560150726144872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2009/01/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SWK1pJOh38I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UcSPcXhh6w0/s72-c/HPIM1369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-6525752300230415830</id><published>2008-12-26T11:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:47:52.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everybody! I hope everyone had as nice a Christmas as we did. With speakphones on both ends, it's like we were there with y'all on Christmas morning.....well, almost... Anyways, so I'm gonna back up to Christmas Eve and give a full recap of our festively fun holiday. Mags and I decided to go with hors d'oeuvres instead of a full dinner, which I think was a good call. You can see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/6525752300230415830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=6525752300230415830' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/6525752300230415830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/6525752300230415830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SVUTaxIa7RI/AAAAAAAAAH4/mApLOEeorvM/s72-c/HPIM1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-3361957262080349438</id><published>2008-12-20T13:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:53:33.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Christmas Tree</title><summary type='text'>So Mags and I finally erected our 9-foot Christmas tree. Did y'all know that 9-feet of Christmas tree is an awful lot of tree? We did not. Now we do. We only have 1/2 the necessary lights and ornaments, but luckily we've backed it into a corner so you can't tell. It looks fabulous!Here's our Christmas tree, full of presents! Now here's a picture to give some scale to the above photo.Merry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/3361957262080349438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=3361957262080349438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3361957262080349438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3361957262080349438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas Tree'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SU1MqduSoZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xN2AAvebqsU/s72-c/HPIM1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-4145757647039419437</id><published>2008-12-20T12:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:48:20.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twin Cities.....but in Half the Pictures!</title><summary type='text'>So recently, grizzled Brian the scruffy lumberjack, which I'm assuming is Mobile Brian's midwest alter-ego, stopped over for a weekend in Minneapolis in between weeks spent in the Dakotas, America's Arctic. Mags and I have never seen Minneapolis/St. Paul, so we headed over to meet Brian and play around in the Twin Cities.St. PaulIt was a whirlwind weekend trip, but fun was had by all. On Friday, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/4145757647039419437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=4145757647039419437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/4145757647039419437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/4145757647039419437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/12/twin-citiesbut-in-half-pictures.html' title='The Twin Cities.....but in Half the Pictures!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SU1JlYNX6iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/p56QfTq8ZOk/s72-c/HPIM1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-1092760931507778033</id><published>2008-12-20T12:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:58:35.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Decorate for Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, ok, so I realize Christmas is only five days away, but this post has been coming for weeks, I promise.  We decorated right after Thanksgiving, minus the tree (to be featured in a later, less time-lapsed post).To give some context on these lights, I put them up while it was snowing cats and dogs (frozen cats and dogs, of course).  But, I wanted to get them up before we had snow everywhere </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/1092760931507778033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=1092760931507778033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1092760931507778033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1092760931507778033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-to-decorate-for-christmas.html' title='Time to Decorate for Christmas!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SU0-i6ylOCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/289Xj5sVvxY/s72-c/HPIM1303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-276055408378043922</id><published>2008-11-01T08:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:43:51.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!  (A day late, but not a dollar short)</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone! Mags and I went to a Halloween party last night, so we got to dress up, which is always fun. Everyone guess who we are! (I warn you that this is sort of a trick question bc Mags is a genre.)Yay for Halloween!We also crafted what I think is one of the scarier pumpkins I've ever helped carve. Coming up with the name was a compromise, but I think it turned out well.Behold!  Harvey the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/276055408378043922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=276055408378043922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/276055408378043922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/276055408378043922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween-day-late-but-not-dollar.html' title='Happy Halloween!  (A day late, but not a dollar short)'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SQxbYGwWyvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/8mBf2dMlG5E/s72-c/HPIM1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-7930368499659148790</id><published>2008-06-07T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:26.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Highland Games!!!</title><summary type='text'>Maggie and I were bored, but as it is summer in Milwaukee now, we have all sorts of festivals. So what did we do today? We went to the annual Highland Games (aka Scottish Fest)!!! People in kilts abounded!! Bagpipes were everywhere. There was even an invasion of border collies!! All and all, a good time was had by all.Unless I'm mistaken, this is called the caper toss.  Basically, these gigantic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/7930368499659148790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=7930368499659148790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/7930368499659148790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/7930368499659148790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/06/highland-games.html' title='Highland Games!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SEruwR6WzNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/73p3Fjs0z6c/s72-c/Airborne+Caper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-6712032170122283469</id><published>2008-05-30T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:26.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la Roma!!</title><summary type='text'>Well we're safely back from Rome (as of Monday afternoon). The trip was pretty awesome. The long flights weren't as bad as I thought they would be, nor was the airline food. No real complaints except that there was like 8 hours between meals on the flight home. I was starving!! Then they gave us a slice of turkey with some weird spread. That was somewhat disappointing. But, I won't hold it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/6712032170122283469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=6712032170122283469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/6712032170122283469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/6712032170122283469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/05/viva-la-roma.html' title='Viva la Roma!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/SEAsw8CfooI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F0WS44rxNCs/s72-c/HPIM0836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-1505476582515442072</id><published>2008-05-08T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:56:03.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Really Done?....Well That Only Cost Me My Health, My Sanity, My Tan, and $100,000</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I am finally finished!  Law school has reached its dramatic conclusion.  I turned in my last final two days ago, and I turned in the keys to my two offices yesterday.  All that remains now is to walk across the stage on Saturday, stand up and wave on Sunday, and bind my soul to the Wisconsin Board of Bar Examiners on Monday.  That's not so bad.  My folks are coming up with my sisters on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/1505476582515442072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=1505476582515442072' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1505476582515442072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1505476582515442072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-really-donewell-that-only-cost-me-my.html' title='I&apos;m Really Done?....Well That Only Cost Me My Health, My Sanity, My Tan, and $100,000'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-1025621713921317630</id><published>2008-03-14T08:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:27.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Mags and I finally got our new car. We've been hunting for one for over a month, and we actually bought it last week. However, because of idiocy at US Bank and sleaziness at the dealership, we just got it last night. Whatever...it's ours now and they can't take it back! Well, at least neither of the above two parties can take it back.Here are some pics. It's a pretty car. Dark blue 2006 Hyundai </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/1025621713921317630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=1025621713921317630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1025621713921317630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1025621713921317630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-car.html' title='New Car!!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/R9p5tiBx3EI/AAAAAAAAADs/meVMGUqQm9Q/s72-c/HPIM0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-8611143878767271979</id><published>2008-01-03T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:27.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memoriam</title><summary type='text'>Today, one of my puppies passed away. My parents found her under the shed this morning in twenty degree weather. We don't know how long she was out there. My parents warmed her up for a while and it looked like she was turning the corner. Unfortunately, it was too much for her and she passed on. So, say a prayer for a safe journey to puppy heaven, because that's where Gracie is now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/8611143878767271979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=8611143878767271979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8611143878767271979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8611143878767271979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-memoriam.html' title='In Memoriam'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/R30LsNGq_FI/AAAAAAAAACc/ju-oD8ovL14/s72-c/Miles,+Liz,+%26+Gracie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-2620015810642322723</id><published>2007-12-18T09:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:50:31.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This My Great Unfinished Work?</title><summary type='text'>I was reading through some old blogs and realized that I left everyone hanging on my detective story that I began writing 2 1/2 years ago.  This partially completed chapter was written 2 1/2 years ago and never posted.  It's kinda a set-up chapter for chapters that were never written.  If you need a refresher, which I imagine you will, the first three chapters can be found beginning around July </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/2620015810642322723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=2620015810642322723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2620015810642322723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2620015810642322723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-this-my-great-unfinished-work.html' title='Is This My Great Unfinished Work?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-8608316116910371917</id><published>2007-12-16T13:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:27.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating Fun!!!!</title><summary type='text'>For Christmas, Santa gave Maggie some brand new ice skates!!! So we had to go try them out, and it was super funtastic. The first day was a bit rough, but we're old pros now. You can see us on Sundays on CBS at 3pm. We'll be the pair wearing orange and blue spandex, skating to Eye of the Tiger. See you there!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/8608316116910371917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=8608316116910371917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8608316116910371917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8608316116910371917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/12/ice-skating-fun.html' title='Ice Skating Fun!!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/R2WCztGq_CI/AAAAAAAAACE/rbzE2ybb8kw/s72-c/HPIM0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-448985413649988424</id><published>2007-11-23T11:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:28.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2007! What, What!!</title><summary type='text'>Here are some pictures from Maggie and I's first Thanksgiving!  We began the day by watching the Macy's Parade for a bit, but the commentators were really annoying, so we switched the the more regional McDonald's Chicago-land Thanksgiving Day Parade.  We saw the Azalea Trailmaids...and some other stuff.  Well, anyways...here are the pics!Maggie's first turkey!  Isn't that bird beautifully basted?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/448985413649988424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=448985413649988424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/448985413649988424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/448985413649988424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-2007-what-what.html' title='Thanksgiving 2007! What, What!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/R0cKGVHMPII/AAAAAAAAABc/ADWqrvC0Pw0/s72-c/HPIM0487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-5589279599554675268</id><published>2007-11-18T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:29.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday (aka Christmas) Parade!!</title><summary type='text'>So, me and Maggie braved sub-freezing temperatures and rain yesterday to go to the Milwaukee Holiday (Christmas) Parade!! It was like Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, only smaller and with no turkey to look forward to afterwards.  Here are some pics!!!This is what they do in Milwaukee to celebrate Christmas.  They all get together and ride Harleys...... and walk their dogs ...... and eat jelly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/5589279599554675268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=5589279599554675268' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5589279599554675268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/5589279599554675268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-aka-christmas-parade.html' title='Holiday (aka Christmas) Parade!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/R0BpLVHMPDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tUQBlSlg4uo/s72-c/HPIM0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-3290230014395375839</id><published>2007-10-27T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:29.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><summary type='text'>Here's Maggie and I's first pumpkin as a married couple. Meet Pumpkinstein!!!!! Ahahahahahaha.......... (evil laughter).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/3290230014395375839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=3290230014395375839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3290230014395375839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3290230014395375839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/RyOub_GCiwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/N8qASG5IFqw/s72-c/HPIM0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-3492329512040217267</id><published>2007-10-09T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:57:30.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>War Eagle!!</title><summary type='text'>My darling wife surprised me by sending me to Mobile for an Auburn game (Vandy). I was quite pleased. It was great to get to see my Tigers (and they were looking good too)!!!. I also got to be home for my Dad's Bday and shortly before my Mom's, so the timing was great. Here are some pics.Brandon Cox audibling on one of Auburn's many touchdown drives.Me and Dad at Niffers. Angela, Patrick, &amp; I at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/3492329512040217267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=3492329512040217267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3492329512040217267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/3492329512040217267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/10/war-eagle.html' title='War Eagle!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FZAYuoPAew0/Rwud8yxPjOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JnrObU1jt4Q/s72-c/Auburn+2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-1243206903601355347</id><published>2007-09-11T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:42:46.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Amount of Free Time = New Blog Post</title><summary type='text'>I find myself with twenty minutes of free time, and that's not long enough to do anything worthwhile in the world of academia.   Hence, I bring you a new life update!  (One of these days law school will end, my creativity will return, and my blog will return to the glory days of old! -- Go Dragons!!!).So anyways, as Mags mentioned on her blog, I have accepted an offer at Quarles &amp; Brady, a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/1243206903601355347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=1243206903601355347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1243206903601355347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1243206903601355347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/09/odd-amount-of-free-time-new-blog-post.html' title='Odd Amount of Free Time = New Blog Post'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-1766985685682722358</id><published>2007-07-03T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:17:10.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Update!!!!</title><summary type='text'>So I figured I owed anyone that still checks this an update.  It's gonna be relatively short.First, work is fantastic. I'm at Quarles &amp; Brady, an awesome firm in Milwaukee. There's not too much to say about it except that I like the work and the people are great.Second, apparently my chronic heartburn caught up to me. It did some major damage to my esophagus, so I'm having to have an endoscopy to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/1766985685682722358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=1766985685682722358' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1766985685682722358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/1766985685682722358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-update.html' title='Life Update!!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-886398284401664105</id><published>2007-04-23T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:35:48.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Learn Something New Everyday...No Matter How Hard You Try Not To</title><summary type='text'>I cut myself with a butter knife.  Not lying.  Which leads me to the conclusion that had it not been a butter knife, I would probably have only nine fingers now. Also on my list of brilliant achievements recently, I turned on the crock-pot before class just like Maggie asked.  But I did not plug it in.  (Two hours pass)  I notice it's not hot, and that it's not plugged in, but the plug doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/886398284401664105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=886398284401664105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/886398284401664105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/886398284401664105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-learn-something-new-everydayno.html' title='You Learn Something New Everyday...No Matter How Hard You Try Not To'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-2516947315443021360</id><published>2007-03-03T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:09:34.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Out X-Games!</title><summary type='text'>Today Maggie and I tried our hand at snow boarding.  Although, to be more accurate, we really tried our butts, faces, backs, and sides at sledding.  We didn't spend much time on the boards themselves.  For those of you that have never been, snow boarding is crazy hard.  It took me five hours before I felt confident in my ability to get from the top to the bottom of the bunny slope without falling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/2516947315443021360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=2516947315443021360' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2516947315443021360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/2516947315443021360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/03/look-out-x-games.html' title='Look Out X-Games!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-8818000842604078886</id><published>2007-03-03T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:03:57.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Intervention?</title><summary type='text'>Last week was crazy snowy, and for those of you that do not know, once snow gets walked on and driven on for a while, it turns into a nasty, blackish slush.  So, as Maggie and I left Mass last Sunday, the streets were covered in this nasty slush.  We were walking down the sidewalk along Wisconsin Avenue, with only two other pedestrians in sight.  Seriously, we were practically alone.  All of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/8818000842604078886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=8818000842604078886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8818000842604078886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/8818000842604078886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2007/03/divine-intervention.html' title='Divine Intervention?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-116658355018340859</id><published>2006-12-19T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:59:10.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Stuff</title><summary type='text'>This is pretty funny, if you think weird is funny. http://www.dancesisterdance.com/myvid/index.php?v=f98b0c697b5d1It may take a little bit to download, but I think it's worth the wait.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/116658355018340859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=116658355018340859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116658355018340859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116658355018340859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/12/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-116339615512684164</id><published>2006-11-12T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:35:55.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't I Know You?</title><summary type='text'>I think it was an old Goosebumps story--yes, those wonderful R.L. Stine masterpieces of our youth--that started leading me to a particular type of daydream where I question if the world really exists for anyone else.  Or for that matter, if there really was anybody else.  As I type this, I realize that this is a rather self-centered daydream, but go with me here. In the story, (I think it had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/116339615512684164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=116339615512684164' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116339615512684164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116339615512684164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-i-know-you.html' title='Don&apos;t I Know You?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-116244565618198612</id><published>2006-11-01T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:35:35.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...That's an Understatement</title><summary type='text'>Read this article.http://today.reuters.com/news/articlenews.aspx?type=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;storyid=2006-11-01T141149Z_01_N31229982_RTRUKOC_0_US-MAINE-BINLADEN.xmlHere's my favorite line:"Obviously I touched a post-9/11 nerve."Ya think?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/116244565618198612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=116244565618198612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116244565618198612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116244565618198612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/11/wowthats-understatement.html' title='Wow...That&apos;s an Understatement'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-116157739279918456</id><published>2006-10-22T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:24:26.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't I Be Dead By Now?</title><summary type='text'>I know you are all amazed that this is my second post to this blog in the last week, which is amazing considering it's football season and I haven't posted to my other blog in a week and a half. Crazy crazy. Still, I thought you would all find this funny.I have now been in Milwaukee for 73 days. I have not been to the grocery store yet. I have a Walgreens on the corner, and it has supplied my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/116157739279918456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=116157739279918456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116157739279918456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116157739279918456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/10/shouldnt-i-be-dead-by-now.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t I Be Dead By Now?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-116071521970809539</id><published>2006-10-12T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:53:59.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I'm a Dork...</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm watching South Park instead of writing "Thank You's", and they are spoofing the Hardy Boys. One of the characters is blond and the other has dark hair. The dark haired one just called the blond Frank.Why does this matter, you ask? Because everyone knows that Joe was the good-looking, more muscular, blond detective. Frank had the dark hair, but he was clearly the brains of the operation.So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/116071521970809539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=116071521970809539' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116071521970809539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/116071521970809539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeah-im-dork.html' title='Yeah, I&apos;m a Dork...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-115258235725984960</id><published>2006-07-10T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:46:20.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><summary type='text'>So, since Maggie was posting pictures, I figured I'd make a list of some of the best memories I have of SHC.  I think everybody else should do it too, cuz it'd be fun.  And I'm bound to forget lots of them, but I'll try.1.  Shooting water balloons with a giant sling-shot off of my apartment balcony with Mike at Wattam, who was standing on the golf course in heavy fog.2.  Mario Kart.  Seriously.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/115258235725984960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=115258235725984960' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/115258235725984960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/115258235725984960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-115119597491045782</id><published>2006-06-24T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:39:34.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But Why Not?</title><summary type='text'>Summer has been flying by due to frequent trips to P'cola for all sorts of wedding stuff, and creativity may be at an all-time low.  Regardless, I saw the coolest sign at the library yesterday and wanted to pass this on."Please Don't Pet the Dragon."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/115119597491045782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=115119597491045782' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/115119597491045782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/115119597491045782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/06/but-why-not.html' title='But Why Not?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-114576980996515358</id><published>2006-04-22T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:23:29.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Constitutional Army Overthrows Santa Claus</title><summary type='text'>In a surprise attack just before dawn, a Constitutional force returned from exile to lay seige to the North Pole.  Having been kicked out many years ago by Santa Claus, the militants had taken refuge in the United States.  For years, they waited for the right time to strike.  Yesterday was that day.It began innocently enough.  The Equal Protection Clause scheduled a meeting to discuss elvish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/114576980996515358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=114576980996515358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114576980996515358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114576980996515358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/04/constitutional-army-overthrows-santa.html' title='Constitutional Army Overthrows Santa Claus'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-114421767702604238</id><published>2006-04-05T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:14:53.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies....No, Really, It Is...</title><summary type='text'>So, my intramural football team lost yet again tonight. This one hurt because we were actually winning 6-0. But alas, it was not meant to be. As with every game, I blame myself. As I was leaving, I made the comment that I'd remember this one for at least a week, but probably longer. And then I started thinking. I really hold on to this stuff way too long. So, here is my list of apologies for all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/114421767702604238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=114421767702604238' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114421767702604238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114421767702604238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-apologiesno-really-it-is.html' title='My Apologies....No, Really, It Is...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-114201453507154693</id><published>2006-03-10T11:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T12:15:35.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The King of the Wing</title><summary type='text'>So for some reason, I've been being social the last week or so, and while out one evening, Nick happened to notice that this bar that we go to has a wing eating contest the next Thursday. He says he wants to go, so I'm like "okay, sure." I mean, I'm a laid back guy (at least while I'm on my drugs). So yesterday was Thursday. Off we went, not knowing what to expect.So we arrive at the bar and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/114201453507154693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=114201453507154693' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114201453507154693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/114201453507154693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/03/king-of-wing_114201453507154693.html' title='The King of the Wing'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113713356360453119</id><published>2006-01-13T00:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:26:20.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>I guess you can consider this a life update rather than a good blog, but I felt obligated since it has been such a long time since I posted. My other blog got most of the attention since it was bowl season after all. By the way, if you haven't checked my other blog in a while, you should go there. There is a long piece I wrote that I feel is the best football blog I have written. But maybe I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113713356360453119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113713356360453119' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113713356360453119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113713356360453119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113514394790878458</id><published>2005-12-20T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:45:47.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Step</title><summary type='text'>Well, I figure since this is Spencer's Creative Side and life updates, I should probably post right about now.  I'm definitely engaged now.  Crazy, huh?  Man, I'm getting old.  I still remember way back when I cowered in fear of the M word.   Go figure.  I've delegated any questions as to the 'how' to Maggie.  Yay for us!  We now have a reason to get everybody together! Woot!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113514394790878458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113514394790878458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113514394790878458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113514394790878458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/12/big-step.html' title='Big Step'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113434157900023793</id><published>2005-12-11T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:53:46.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Am I Here, Again?</title><summary type='text'>So we are in the midst of finals, and I have but one test left (contracts on Tuesday). For some reason, I find myself completely unable to study for it. I thought I was bad at studying before, but this is really something else. In the last two days, instead of studying, I have watched "Hoosiers," the PBA (twice), curling, two NFL games, bobsledding, and "A League of Their Own." Does anybody see a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113434157900023793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113434157900023793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113434157900023793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113434157900023793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-am-i-here-again.html' title='Why Am I Here, Again?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113409970068205433</id><published>2005-12-08T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T21:42:19.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me....sometimes...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113409970068205433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113409970068205433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113409970068205433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113409970068205433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/12/mesometimes.html' title='Me....sometimes...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113394155668022972</id><published>2005-12-07T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T10:50:05.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What Finals Do to Your Brain...</title><summary type='text'>It's finals time, and I spent 8 1/2 hours in the library today. What? Who am I? That can't be right. I'm a bit spacy right now. Studying has ill effects on my noggin. Here are some of the great things I found out today, (or invented).1) It is not appropriate to abbreviate "Assumption of Risk" to "Ass. of Risk."2)  "Three Categories of Damages" is not spelled "Theree Categories of Damagies."  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113394155668022972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113394155668022972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113394155668022972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113394155668022972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-what-finals-do-to-your-brain.html' title='This is What Finals Do to Your Brain...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113219376451328613</id><published>2005-11-16T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:16:04.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Wisconsin</title><summary type='text'>So, I never knew what 8 degrees felt like until tonight.  It's a little chilly.  I probably could have picked a better time to take out my garbage.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113219376451328613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113219376451328613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113219376451328613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113219376451328613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/11/welcome-to-wisconsin.html' title='Welcome to Wisconsin'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113140866340097134</id><published>2005-11-07T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T18:11:03.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can Call Me Names...</title><summary type='text'>I decided I want a cool nickname too.  It's not fair that everyone else seems to get them but me.  Seriously.  I want to be added to the list of Maggie Danger, Sarah the Fog, Hoffmania, and "Mike."So I pose a challenge to you all.  Come up with a fitting nickname for me that is not offensive to most people.  It's not an everyday nickname, just one you can throw around if you want to. And.....go!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113140866340097134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113140866340097134' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113140866340097134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113140866340097134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-can-call-me-names.html' title='You Can Call Me Names...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113105442541626328</id><published>2005-11-03T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T15:47:05.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When Facts Collide...</title><summary type='text'>Last night I woke up at about 3am because my stomach hurt.  I just didn't feel very good at all.  So I drank some water and wandered into my kitchen.  On the counter was a box of Saltines.  Now everybody knows that Saltines are supposed to help calm an upset stomach, so I decided this would be an opportune moment to test that theory. I opened the box and had myself a Saltine.  Then realizing that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113105442541626328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113105442541626328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113105442541626328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113105442541626328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-facts-collide.html' title='When Facts Collide...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113051412298868738</id><published>2005-10-28T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:42:02.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does This Mean?</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream last night, and I don't remember much anything about it--except this one line."Coach, you put orphans in my tub."What the hell does that mean?  I'd like to hear what you all think, perhaps in a short paragraph in the comments section.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113051412298868738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113051412298868738' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113051412298868738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113051412298868738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-does-this-mean.html' title='What Does This Mean?'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-113030279502981079</id><published>2005-10-25T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:15:46.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try This Koan on For Size...</title><summary type='text'>Nick and myself were doing some grocery shopping and found ourselves facing a very large magazine rack. The first magazine he finds is "Curves." The first I find is "Sporting News." Who is more of a man?Discuss.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/113030279502981079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=113030279502981079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113030279502981079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/113030279502981079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/10/try-this-koan-on-for-size.html' title='Try This Koan on For Size...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112926593348714162</id><published>2005-10-13T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:58:53.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Reasons Why My Ramen is Better.....Wait, Wait, Four.....Definitely Four</title><summary type='text'>So, my ramen is awesome, and odds are, yours is not.  It's not really your fault, you just have yourself to blame.  So buck up, champ, and read on.Here's why my ramen is better:1.  I made it, so it's bound to be better.  Like my mole for mole day, my half finished story, or my CD tower that holds 15 or 17 CD's depending on if you count the rungs on the left or right side.2.  While hot liquid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112926593348714162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112926593348714162' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112926593348714162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112926593348714162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/10/five-reasons-why-my-ramen-is.html' title='Five Reasons Why My Ramen is Better.....Wait, Wait, Four.....Definitely Four'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112831531795268882</id><published>2005-10-02T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:55:54.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>War Legal....haha....get it.....I am so funny.....where'd my life go?...</title><summary type='text'>So, sadly, another life update. Too much thinking to make me write funny stuff. Law school has beaten the wit out of me. I think I've figured out the basic premise to master every class though. This is Spencer's Law School 101. Send me money and I'll make you a little diploma.Criminal Law: If you're a criminal, you're in good shape, as legislatures are very bad at making laws. Even if they look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112831531795268882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112831531795268882' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112831531795268882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112831531795268882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/10/war-legalhahaget-iti-am-so-funnywhered.html' title='War Legal....haha....get it.....I am so funny.....where&apos;d my life go?...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112736423445824384</id><published>2005-09-21T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T23:43:54.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....Not Chapter Four</title><summary type='text'>Well, apparently I do have a partially completed chapter four that I was working on before I left for Milwaukee.  It had completely escaped my mind until Mags convinced me that I did in fact write it.  Sarah even tried to tell me I did, and I didn't believe her.  So, long story short, as if that's possible with me telling it, there may or may not be a chapter four headed this way at some point.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112736423445824384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112736423445824384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112736423445824384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112736423445824384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/09/hmmnot-chapter-four.html' title='Hmm....Not Chapter Four'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112250043823046935</id><published>2005-07-27T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T16:42:57.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Three</title><summary type='text'>I studied the surprisingly thin file until the very last rays of sunlight had stealthily departed my office. I found nature’s energy to be much cheaper, so I relied on it to the final moment. With the imminent darkness leaving no alternative, I reached across the small kitchen table that doubles as my desk to a reading lamp that glows with as much illumination as I can afford. Turning it on, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112250043823046935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112250043823046935' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112250043823046935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112250043823046935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-three.html' title='Chapter Three'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112233862549248905</id><published>2005-07-25T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:43:45.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter Two</title><summary type='text'>            “Mr. Walker…you can come right this way.”     Apparently I had dozed off for a bit in the exceptionally comfortable, black leather chair, having missed out on my opportunity to come to my senses.  I scrambled to my feet, trying to shake illusory cobwebs from my mind.  Regrettably, this had become a daily routine.  I proceeded to walk through an enormous doorway that hardly seemed in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112233862549248905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112233862549248905' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112233862549248905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112233862549248905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-two.html' title='Chapter Two'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112208732082115803</id><published>2005-07-22T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:55:20.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter One</title><summary type='text'>Here is Chapter One of my untitled story.  Give me feedback...let me know if I have truly captured the over-the-top style indicative of this period.   Chapter One   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;   Sitting in the rather ornate and yet undersized space known as Dragon Investigative Services, Inc., I had come to realize it was the perfect fit for a recovering alcoholic, ex-lawyer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112208732082115803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112208732082115803' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112208732082115803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112208732082115803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-one.html' title='Chapter One'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112208062614697959</id><published>2005-07-22T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:03:46.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate to Ingest....</title><summary type='text'>So today I went to the allergist for the first time since I was two.  For me, going to the allergist is like a trip to a candy store—there are just so many allergens to choose from.  Well, the doctor chose 42 just for me.  Not quite as many flavors as Baskin Robbins, but enough to get a taste for what kills me.  They prick my back in numbered spots and let drops of different allergens get under </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112208062614697959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112208062614697959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112208062614697959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112208062614697959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/10-things-i-hate-to-ingest.html' title='10 Things I Hate to Ingest....'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112198203338761907</id><published>2005-07-21T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:39:27.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inventory Has Never Been So Exciting...</title><summary type='text'>So, the tire trolls of Wilcox Road fame have now claimed two complete sets of tires. The 8th, (and I pray the final), tire was claimed the past weekend. As I journeyed home from Pcola about 11:15 pm, I heard that oh-so-familiar "thump-thump-thump-thump-thump" followed by my car (apologies to mags, here) shaking worse than a recovering alcoholic. So naturally I pulled off the side of the road and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112198203338761907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112198203338761907' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112198203338761907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112198203338761907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/inventory-has-never-been-so-exciting.html' title='Inventory Has Never Been So Exciting...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112086859774304115</id><published>2005-07-08T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T19:23:17.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Read This Now, Before It's in Bad Taste....</title><summary type='text'>US GOVERNMENT DEPORTS CUBAN EXILE   &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;    The United States Coast Guard intercepted a Cuban national attempting to reach US soil today.  The exile, fleeing from the heavy-handed rule of dictator Fidel Castro, was hoping to make his new home in Florida, preferably on the Gulf Coast.  He was hampered unfortunately by both cold water and eye-wall replacement, which slowed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112086859774304115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112086859774304115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112086859774304115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112086859774304115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/read-this-now-before-its-in-bad-taste.html' title='Read This Now, Before It&apos;s in Bad Taste....'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-112068071933439981</id><published>2005-07-06T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:11:59.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First "Life Update"</title><summary type='text'>You would think that after changing the title of my blog to include "Life Updates" that I would actually have a few life updates.  Well...i haven't.  My bad on that, really.  I don't find my life incredibly interesting outside of what I post for the blog-viewing public.  So, in short, I'm gonna go ahead and tell everyone what's up in my life, but this may be the last time for a long time b/c, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/112068071933439981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=112068071933439981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112068071933439981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/112068071933439981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-first-life-update.html' title='My First &quot;Life Update&quot;'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-111998598952549468</id><published>2005-06-28T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T14:25:04.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patterns in My Life...</title><summary type='text'>Before I begin this post, it seems only fair that I mention both Auburn and dragons. With that out of the way, I can now begin to discuss my real purpose for being here today--boredom.That's right. I am really really bored. This appears to be happening with some frequency lately, as indicated by my previous three posts. I am at work right now and have absolutely nothing to do. So far today, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/111998598952549468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=111998598952549468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111998598952549468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111998598952549468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/06/patterns-in-my-life.html' title='Patterns in My Life...'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-111983716796292909</id><published>2005-06-26T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T20:52:47.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaluing SHC Diplomas One Application at a Time</title><summary type='text'>This post probably should have been written prior to my last one about the golden arches, but they are certainly related. If the time order really bothers you, just consider this a spin-off. So I'm out looking for summer jobs.  I'm fresh off my sales experience (see below) and ready to trade money for either dignity or, more likely, a steady summer job.  I print out roughly twenty applications </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/111983716796292909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=111983716796292909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111983716796292909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111983716796292909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/06/devaluing-shc-diplomas-one-application.html' title='Devaluing SHC Diplomas One Application at a Time'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-111983563064321514</id><published>2005-06-26T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T20:27:10.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So...This is What It Feels Like to be Overqualified....</title><summary type='text'>So apparently many have noticed my facebook reference to working at McDonalds and have inquired as to whether or not I was "lovin' it."  Sadly, I may never know. I sought employment at McDonalds for a night job to make a little extra cash money, right?  I'm not above a little burger flipping, and I've always loved the way "Would you like fries with that?" has rolled off my tongue.  I always felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/111983563064321514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=111983563064321514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111983563064321514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111983563064321514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/06/sothis-is-what-it-feels-like-to-be.html' title='So...This is What It Feels Like to be Overqualified....'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-111810420585541512</id><published>2005-06-06T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:30:58.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Job Chronicles:  A Trek Across Greater Mobile</title><summary type='text'>Well, I hope I am not disappointing my regular readers by posting this one so (relatively) soon after my last post. I know most do not expect this blog for a good year or so, but I like to keep things interesting. This is going to be more of a life update than a true Spencer Blog, but my life is like a sit com, so in light of that, let me tell you about my summer.So my 6th and final year at SDS </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/111810420585541512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=111810420585541512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111810420585541512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111810420585541512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-job-chronicles-trek-across.html' title='Summer Job Chronicles:  A Trek Across Greater Mobile'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-111585413204469369</id><published>2005-05-11T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:35:13.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody. I just changed my blog template...ya know, something more professional for the degree-holding dragon slayer. I hope y'all enjoy. I will do my best to keep updates going periodically....but more often than the year that I am accustomed to.So keep checkin' for more updates!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/111585413204469369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=111585413204469369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111585413204469369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/111585413204469369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-108898680572732816</id><published>2004-07-04T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T19:20:05.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/108898680572732816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=108898680572732816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108898680572732816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108898680572732816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-108898678431343700</id><published>2004-07-04T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T19:19:44.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this has been the most insanely boring 4th of July ever, as my family and friends have, for the most part, all deserted me.  Oh well. Anyways, I've finished a book, explored the attic, destroyed my room, and was about 5 minutes from simply digging a large hole in my backyard because I can.  In tearing my room apart, though, I found some old notes and things I had written in high school and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/108898678431343700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=108898678431343700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108898678431343700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108898678431343700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-this-has-been-most-insanely.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-108804372563916048</id><published>2004-06-23T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T08:50:13.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah….one more time.  I was at work today and two of the kids I work with are staying in the dorms now and they are required to write rules for their room that everyone else has to follow.  So they wrote stuff like, “Take your shoes off before you come in,” and ,”Knock before you enter,” and things that actually make sense.  Now, since everyone has to follow these rules, it seems to me that it’d be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/108804372563916048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=108804372563916048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804372563916048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804372563916048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2004/06/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-108804341503052438</id><published>2004-06-23T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T21:16:55.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was recently at a concert showcasing some Celtic music.  It was a wonderful performance and loads of fun, but it got me thinking, which is always dangerous.At one point the band begins to play a jig and people start clapping to the beat.  Now…if I were a musician, that would really really bug me.  Think about it.  You’ve been training for years and years and years working tirelessly day in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/108804341503052438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=108804341503052438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804341503052438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804341503052438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-was-recently-at-concert-showcasing.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-108804337876485845</id><published>2004-06-23T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T08:49:10.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, to be writing again.  The feeling of the keyboard under my fingers…reminds me of…well, writing.  But I digress.  After quite the long hiatus, I believe that perhaps it is again time for me to try my hand at blogging.  I, as always, promise nothing, but hope for the best.  I would like to tell a story—a story of perseverance and commitment.  I was recently watching the US Open, in which many</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/feeds/108804337876485845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5012899&amp;postID=108804337876485845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804337876485845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/108804337876485845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2004/06/ah-to-be-writing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-107163546791665281</id><published>2003-12-16T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T22:32:20.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was reminiscing today about my old blogs, and how it had been such a long time since I’ve written one.  Consequently, I decided that perhaps I should give it another try.  As I may be a bit rusty, please simply bear with me while I empty out anything that’s remaining in my head after this last semester.I once said something along the lines of how dogs have life easy, and that they really are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/107163546791665281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/107163546791665281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-was-reminiscing-today-about-my-old.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-105858913400871177</id><published>2003-07-18T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T23:32:13.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back!  But only briefly.  I'm stealing an idea from Mike.  If anyone has any topics they wish to be discussed, but in a rather illogical manner, then feel free to email them to me at Shlarche@shc.edu.  Unlike Mike, I will answer them in no actual order, and possibly not at all.  Dealing with me is simply rolling the dice.  Ya gotta love it.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/105858913400871177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/105858913400871177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/07/im-back-but-only-briefly.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-105832863458513180</id><published>2003-07-15T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T23:10:34.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I return, after a rather prolonged absence from writing, by proposing a simple question that has been on my mind, and the mind of the American people, for quite some time.  Where is Jeff Goldbloom?  Our beloved friend from Jurassic Park and Independence Day has gone missing.  “How?” we ask…and yet no answers come.  The best I can do is offer a theory.Now, first Jeff was a quirky mathematician </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/105832863458513180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/105832863458513180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-return-after-rather-prolonged.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-94865890</id><published>2003-05-25T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T12:51:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it’s been a while since I’ve had a chance to write, so naturally one would think I’ve got a ton to put down on paper.  But no, no I don’t.  Sorry to disappoint…but anyways.  I have two topics to address today.  The first is the innate laziness in every human being.  As much as we try and fight it, it’s there.  Think of all the products, inventions, and “innovations” that we’ve developed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/94865890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/94865890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/05/well-its-been-while-since-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-92204016</id><published>2003-04-08T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T01:01:57.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How many of us had childhood businesses?  Honestly, now.  Who hasn't had, at the very least, a lemonade stand?  I'm willing to bet no one raised their hands.  We all did, and we know it.  We all worked the corner as children.  Waking up early on a Saturday morning, getting mom to make the Kool-Aid, or as we got older, made the Kool-Aid yourself, making sure to sniff in all the Kool-Aid dust.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/92204016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/92204016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/04/how-many-of-us-had-childhood.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-91261794</id><published>2003-03-23T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T23:15:50.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was recently partaking in some March Madness when i came across a commerical that got me thinking.  I'm referring to the Mountain Dew commercial where the guy in the kayak gets swallowed by a whale, and upon lighting a flare, finds himself among many other kayakers and surfers.  Now i'm pretty sure you all see where i'm going with this.  But no, tonight i will not delve into how they trained </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/91261794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/91261794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/03/i-was-recently-partaking-in-some-march.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-90635577</id><published>2003-03-13T00:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T00:24:23.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People waste too much.  I was thinking, many of my classes this semester are dealing with the issue of poverty.  I have multiple text books all with at least sections, if not the whole thing, dedicated to how and why people are poor.  And yet, they can't seem to fix it.  How hard is this, honestly?  People are poor, so you should give them money.  I think it's only fair that the royalties for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/90635577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/90635577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/03/people-waste-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-89649606</id><published>2003-02-24T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T10:21:45.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh….It feels good to be once again pondering the greater mysteries of life.  I’m of course talking about how people miss the solutions to world problems when they are so easy.  Honestly, if people had any common sense…Take this silly “war” with Iraq and Sadamm Huessien.  “The USA needs oil…blah blah blah…not unarmed…yada yada yada.”  People really over-analyze things.  I have the solution right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/89649606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/89649606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-89418379</id><published>2003-02-20T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T00:49:00.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It feels good to be writing again.  Who cares if i have a "stats test" or will have "no sleep"...i mean, these things aren't really important, are they?  I think not.  Entertaining myself is all that really matters, right?  I thought so....now that we are all on the same page, let's see if i can fix that.I was thinking today about writing...and it occured to me that everyone, including myself, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/89418379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/89418379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/02/it-feels-good-to-be-writing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-88636192</id><published>2003-02-06T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T01:03:51.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The question i pose tonight is a very simple one, and yet not as simple as it seems.  What are two things in the world that remain constant in every facet of life?  The answer to this, as i implied, is a simple one--the beginning and the end.  All things must start and all things must end.  There is only one problem with this question as it stands--the phrase "in the world."  We, as human beings,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88636192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88636192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/02/question-i-pose-tonight-is-very-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-88432833</id><published>2003-02-02T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T14:06:10.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody....i'm back.  Mainly i'm just bored, and if that's not a reason to write, then what is.  I was thinking earlier, did you ever have one of those cool ideas when you were a kid, like maybe for a story or something that just never happened....i mean, maybe it is "physically impossible" or would "defy the laws of nature"...but that's no reason to give up.  I once started writing a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88432833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88432833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/02/hey-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012899.post-88415028</id><published>2003-02-02T02:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T02:27:47.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey people....this is my first post...yay!!! This is gonna be a crazy mix of what i think about late at night, or what's going on with stuff and people....so who really knows. It oughta be a crazy fun time. I just got done having a conversation with one of my friends about "my sanity" and what exactly that is. many people claim that i dont actually have it. They are mostly right. So what if i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88415028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5012899/posts/default/88415028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://levon.blogspot.com/2003/02/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>spencer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535442794457566882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
