<?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-6156138</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:30:40.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into The Light</title><subtitle type='html'>This site is not for amateurs. Here, you will be asked to remove all self-deceit. All positions will be called into question. All beliefs will suffer scrutiny. A light will be shown onto you, and the very core of your being will be revealed.

Step into the light with me, and let your true self be known.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6156138.post-8670945929077795419</id><published>2009-04-15T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:34:05.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live American Idol Elimination Show Blog</title><summary type='text'>American Idol Elimination 4/15/09</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/8670945929077795419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=8670945929077795419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/8670945929077795419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/8670945929077795419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2009/04/live-american-idol-elimination-show.html' title='Live American Idol Elimination Show Blog'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-114819789414481209</id><published>2006-05-21T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:51:34.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Faith manages.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/114819789414481209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=114819789414481209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/114819789414481209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/114819789414481209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2006/05/faith-manages.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-113864880606752569</id><published>2006-01-30T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T11:20:06.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><summary type='text'>I've decided that important posts, posts I don't want to get shuffled off by my other ramblings, will go here.I am absolutely broken hearted.I shouldn't be, I know. Sandy has treated me extremely poorly. After everything that's happened, after her betrayals....the day we broke up, she expressed a desire to be friends. Eventually, I said fine....under one condition. That she showed me, immediately</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/113864880606752569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=113864880606752569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/113864880606752569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/113864880606752569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2006/01/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-113800645782077594</id><published>2006-01-23T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T00:54:17.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Five Truths</title><summary type='text'>I'm considering bringing my blog back here. It seems no one ever actually READS myspace blogs, so there ya go.For now, another theory I've stumbled upon: Joe's Theory of the Five Truths.Each person has five levels of truth, one for each level of trust.There's the truth I tell to my casual acquaintences.There's the truth I tell to my close circle of friends.There's the truth I tell to only one or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/113800645782077594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=113800645782077594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/113800645782077594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/113800645782077594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2006/01/five-truths.html' title='The Five Truths'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-112905298617766908</id><published>2005-10-11T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:49:46.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New site</title><summary type='text'>Most of my new blog entries will occur at www.myspace.com/digthed from here on out. Just click on the blog section and you'll be cool. Thank you, drive thru.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/112905298617766908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=112905298617766908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112905298617766908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112905298617766908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-site.html' title='New site'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-112395303722471274</id><published>2005-08-13T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T10:10:38.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinxed</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was the strangest day ever.First off, I find out that almost all of the $100 I deposited into my bank account is gone. My bank tells me that the charges- one of which is called "The New Release LP"- were XBox charges, so I called up Microsoft and complained. They responded that the charges were for an XBox Live game subscription that I've never played beyond the free trial version, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/112395303722471274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=112395303722471274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112395303722471274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112395303722471274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2005/08/jinxed.html' title='Jinxed'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-112223327063091363</id><published>2005-07-24T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T12:27:50.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hits and Misses</title><summary type='text'>Took a look at who's been coming to my site and how, and it's been very interesting what search strings brings people to Into The Light.Some cool ones such as:- how businesses of technology was hurting during the great depression- profit sharing arcades- Supreme Court Pledge of Alliegance- pledge of alliegance in schools- definiton of constitional law- morgan ensberg jewishHere's a particularly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/112223327063091363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=112223327063091363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112223327063091363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112223327063091363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2005/07/hits-and-misses.html' title='Hits and Misses'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-112223257855081008</id><published>2005-07-24T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T12:16:19.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good God....</title><summary type='text'>Simpson Fears Acting Criticism"I don't want people walking out of a movie thinking I was trying to act or be some movie star. I want them to think, 'That might make me like Jessica a little bit more.'"Because god forbid we think that the star actress in a major studio motion picture released nationwide is actually trying to act...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/112223257855081008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=112223257855081008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112223257855081008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112223257855081008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-god.html' title='Good God....'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-112214000526321411</id><published>2005-07-23T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T10:33:27.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the ashes, the fire of the Phoenix</title><summary type='text'>I'm writing again.Short explanation: I need to, and I lack anything better to do.For someone who wants to be a screenwriter, I don't go to the theater much. Time's a factor in this, but mostly nothing about the movies that are out right now excite me. "Batman Begins" was the only real exception, and that was only because I trusted the director (Christopher Nolan, who also directed "Memento").</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/112214000526321411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=112214000526321411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112214000526321411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/112214000526321411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-ashes-fire-of-phoenix.html' title='From the ashes, the fire of the Phoenix'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108741157505518243</id><published>2004-06-16T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T12:45:48.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pledge Plight</title><summary type='text'>When I was in elementary school, I distinctly remember at times leaving out the "under God" part of the Pledge of Allegiance when I recited it. The reason was because I was not sure that God existed.I still hold that uncertainty.However, at no time in school did I ever find myself offended by those two words. I was well aware that just about everybody has some form of belief in God. So I let </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108741157505518243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108741157505518243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108741157505518243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108741157505518243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/06/pledge-plight.html' title='The Pledge Plight'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108678339672431071</id><published>2004-06-09T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T05:16:36.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to the Gipper...</title><summary type='text'>I wasn't even born when Ronald Reagan won the Presidency in 1980. When he left office, I had just entered 4th grade. So I didn't understand his Presidency at the time.Having caught up a bit in my knowledge of recent U.S. history, I know enough to be deeply saddened at our loss.Ronald Reagan was the last great visionary President of our time. Instead of proposing band-aid solutions to problems</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108678339672431071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108678339672431071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108678339672431071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108678339672431071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/06/goodbye-to-gipper.html' title='Goodbye to the Gipper...'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108635584958426840</id><published>2004-06-04T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T06:01:34.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A reintroduction</title><summary type='text'>I haven't written an entry of any decent length for a long time now. I just have not been motivated enough to write anything new.However, I'm going to try and get back on the horse here.My name is David Key, and I have had it.Every day I listen to the news, and every day I hear something has happened that is either stupid, insulting, or downright evil. I am even more disturbed that nobody </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108635584958426840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108635584958426840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108635584958426840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108635584958426840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/06/reintroduction.html' title='A reintroduction'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108574368732226696</id><published>2004-05-28T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T04:28:07.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been a whole month. Wow.A combination of being sick (allergies) and being sick of the news (Iraqi Prison Scandal) has killed my desire to update.But it's back, so woo-hoo!Short teaser today to get you warmed up. I've decided that what I'm going to do from now until Election day is to help those friends of mine who know little of politics. See, everyone with the capacity to understand needs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108574368732226696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108574368732226696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108574368732226696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108574368732226696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/05/been-whole-month.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108314206234685590</id><published>2004-04-28T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T02:48:10.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going to talk about WMD, but I got distracted by the bouncing ball. So, baseball it is.-  Memo to my hometeam Houston Astros: Big ups for keeping the faith with Tim Redding. You can't crucify a guy on three bad starts. Last year's AL Cy Young Winner, Roy Holladay, sucked his first couple of times out too. So don't listen to the sports jocks who wanted Jeriome "How To Win 15 Games While </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108314206234685590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108314206234685590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108314206234685590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108314206234685590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-was-going-to-talk-about-wmd-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108227763511258569</id><published>2004-04-18T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T06:13:54.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why do so many people complain when Israel kills terrorists?If you haven't heard, Israel killed the new Hamas leader Abdel-Aziz al-Rantissi with a missile. All across the world, nations have gathered to condemn the attacks.We've got Egypt...."Egypt strongly condemns the new crime Israel has committed.""This assassination raises questions about the reality of its (Israel's) aims and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108227763511258569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108227763511258569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108227763511258569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108227763511258569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-do-so-many-people-complain-when.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108202755684174279</id><published>2004-04-15T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:16:57.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note: if I begin an entry with the words "real quick", interpret that to mean "real friggin' long".Haven't really been hearing so much about the economy, have we?The media has chosen to focus on the 9/11 commission and the war in Iraq, whereas before they'd been harping about how everyone thinks the economy sucks.Bush has taken a lot of heat for his economic policy, which included tax cuts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108202755684174279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108202755684174279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108202755684174279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108202755684174279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/note-if-i-begin-entry-with-words-real.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108194186418244746</id><published>2004-04-14T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T04:28:20.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, real quick about the Iraqi war and President Bush's press conference:Critics have taken the recent increase in the death toll and have stated "Aha! See, I told you they weren't going to welcome us with open arms!" Another favorite is "Why didn't you plan what the Iraqi government was going to look like BEFORE you invaded?" Finally, there's the old "NO WMD! BUSH LIED! HE JUST WENT IN TO </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108194186418244746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108194186418244746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108194186418244746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108194186418244746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/oh-real-quick-about-iraqi-war-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108193924491065444</id><published>2004-04-14T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T03:44:40.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So last week I went on vacation with Sandy. We had to go through a lot of drama to do it, but we weathered it. It was well worth it.Friday night, after a late start due to dramaness, was spent driving west on I-10 towards San Antonio. At the halfway point, we called it a night and found a nice hotel called the Antler Inn. Two beds, cable, fridge, microwave, and a vibrating bed (that didn't work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108193924491065444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108193924491065444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108193924491065444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108193924491065444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-last-week-i-went-on-vacation-with.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108171239328842508</id><published>2004-04-11T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:15:14.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll update soon, I promise. Probably tonight. In the meantime, I'll deal with the "outsourcing epidemic" that's allegedly killing jobs for Americans. Let's listen to John "Mr. Heinz" Kerry on the subject:"We're going to shut down any incentive, any reward or any kind of benefit for any Benedict Arnold company or CEO that takes American jobs overseas and sticks the American people with the bill</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108171239328842508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108171239328842508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108171239328842508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108171239328842508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/ill-update-soon-i-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108145017992234425</id><published>2004-04-08T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T11:53:27.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been out on vacation for the past week, thus the no entries. I'll tell ya'll about it within the next couple of days.-David</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108145017992234425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108145017992234425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108145017992234425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108145017992234425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/04/ive-been-out-on-vacation-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-108007288991027309</id><published>2004-03-23T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T12:20:08.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, hell.First things first: you may have heard Richard Clarke, the former head of counter-terrorism, giving an interview on "60 minutes" where he claimed Bush did nothing to stop al-Qaeda despite many warnings by him. He's also taken to praising Clinton's "actions" to thwart the terrorist network. Here's some facts to consider when considering Clarke's statements, his book, and his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/108007288991027309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=108007288991027309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108007288991027309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/108007288991027309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107999281758624159</id><published>2004-03-22T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T14:03:43.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::sigh::My brother downloaded a virus. One of those self-replicating ones that fills up your hard drive. It also poisoned most of the executionable files. So we had to get a copy of AOL to put on the computer after reinstalling windows.Good job, dude.Anyway, a bit of hell has broken loose in the world this week, so I'll cover it all tommorrow. Be here or be nowhere.-David</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107999281758624159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107999281758624159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107999281758624159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107999281758624159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/03/sigh-my-brother-downloaded-virus.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-1079091438170023</id><published>2004-03-12T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T03:40:28.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going to share a work story with ya'll today.It's about midnight, and I'm typing away at my desk. I hear someone calling my name, a girl named Brenda. I enter the room to see her, a guy named Pierre, and two carts full of certificate books. She asks if Pierre and I can move the carts into the book room, because they're too heavy for her.So my question is, why are women so lazy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/1079091438170023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=1079091438170023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/1079091438170023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/1079091438170023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-going-to-share-work-story-with-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107848998789238693</id><published>2004-03-05T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T06:46:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll get to today's topic momentarily.First, reader participation time.Here's an exercise for ya'll: go and read this article on AOL News. It gives an account on the question of whether or not the U.S. forced President Jean-Bertrand Aristide out of power through threats of violence. I want you to compare the U.S. Embassy's translation of Aristide's letter with an independent translation done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107848998789238693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107848998789238693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107848998789238693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107848998789238693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/03/ill-get-to-todays-topic-momentarily.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107822202282490678</id><published>2004-03-02T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T02:10:22.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing recently has grabbed my attention, so I shall resort to that standby of lazy column writing, the bullet point column.- For the past week, there has been a rebellion going on in Haiti. Revolutionaries have been trying to oust President Jean-Bertrand Aristide. He refused to step down, even as countries such as the U.S. and France tried to get him to leave. Finally, he seemed to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107822202282490678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107822202282490678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107822202282490678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107822202282490678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/03/nothing-recently-has-grabbed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107788421171638807</id><published>2004-02-27T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T04:21:22.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- One more note about gay marriage, and then I'm going to get off the topic.I've stated before that I support the idea in theory. However, there's a caveat:I am reluctant to acknowledge the idea that man-man and woman-woman relationships are equal to traditional relationships when it comes to parenting.Man and woman, working together as one parental unit, create a balance that is hard to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107788421171638807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107788421171638807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107788421171638807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107788421171638807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/one-more-note-about-gay-marriage-and.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107762902971352035</id><published>2004-02-24T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T05:30:42.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason, I seem to be very interested in the San Francisco issue, where a judge has refused to order an injuction halting the gay marriages (illegal in California via voter referdendum).This is partly because the issue is so polarizing. It's also an interesting issue because there are so many stupid people involved in this process.Take the mayor of San Francisco, for instance. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107762902971352035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107762902971352035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107762902971352035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107762902971352035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/for-some-reason-i-seem-to-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107710200148602413</id><published>2004-02-18T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T03:02:41.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was browsing the net as always tonight, responding to various people and doing research in order to better educate my viewpoint. In the process, I happened to come across this. It's a sampling of user comments on www.democraticunderground.com. Granted, it's not even close to being a representation of the entire Democratic Party. However, it is scary to realize that the people behind these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107710200148602413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107710200148602413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107710200148602413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107710200148602413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-was-browsing-net-as-always-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107701107552281778</id><published>2004-02-17T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T02:59:57.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The gay marriage issue has exploded.In Massechusetts, a judge ordered the legislature to pass a law sanctifying gay marriage. In San Francisco, the city has defied state law by issuing marriage certificates to gay couples.All of this has been tearing away at me, because I don't know where to go.In an email to a friend, I wrote about my feelings on the subject. What I wrote was so indicative</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107701107552281778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107701107552281778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107701107552281778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107701107552281778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/gay-marriage-issue-has-exploded.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107675712230776640</id><published>2004-02-14T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T03:14:36.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the greatest internal debates I have had in my head is where I stand on religion.I've been all over the map. When I was in elementary school, it was "Christian, I guess." High school, I turned to atheism. After I graduated, I came to the conclusion that I was a theist- that is, I believed in God, but not in a doctrine.My history and family have a lot to do with my beliefs. See, my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107675712230776640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107675712230776640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107675712230776640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107675712230776640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/one-of-greatest-internal-debates-i.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107644555026051568</id><published>2004-02-10T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T00:51:14.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>President Bush appeared on the show "Meet The Press" yesterday, where he responded to all of the criticisms leveled his way.Having heard excerpts from that appearence, I've come to the conclusion that I should analyze the question here.The question is simple. Should the President have gone to war?Now, let's get some things out of the way first. We are not going to discuss whether the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107644555026051568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107644555026051568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107644555026051568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107644555026051568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/president-bush-appeared-on-show-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107636235917415548</id><published>2004-02-09T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T13:35:06.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"There is not, of necessity, any such thing as the free hired laborer being fixed to that condition for life. ... The prudent, penniless beginner in the world labors for wages awhile, saves a surplus with which to buy tools or land for himself; then labors on his own account for awhile, and at length hires another new beginner to help him. This is the just, and generous, and prosperous system, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107636235917415548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107636235917415548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107636235917415548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107636235917415548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/there-is-not-of-necessity-any-such.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107635706086959098</id><published>2004-02-09T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T12:06:48.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No new posts in the last couple of days, due to not spending the weekend stuck at the computer. I'll update tomorrow likely.In the meantime, consider this.The Democrats' portrayal of George W. Bush is of someone who coasted through his education due to who he was, as opposed to what he was capable of. Apparently all he ever did was party, snort cocaine, and rest on his father's reputation to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107635706086959098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107635706086959098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107635706086959098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107635706086959098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/no-new-posts-in-last-couple-of-days.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107600995889702933</id><published>2004-02-05T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:41:40.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm changing the mission of this site.In my very first post, I stated that the name "Dig The D" was the temporary name, until I could find something better.It was more than that.I needed to find a purpose for this site. I bounced around a bit, logging parts of my day along with commentary on issues. However, I found that I was drifting further away from myself. Instead of writing about my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107600995889702933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107600995889702933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600995889702933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600995889702933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-changing-mission-of-this-site.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107600801902666890</id><published>2004-02-05T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:09:21.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From an AOL News article:WASHINGTON (Feb. 5) -- In his first public defense of prewar intelligence, CIA Director George Tenet said Thursday that U.S. analysts had never claimed Iraq was an imminent threat, the main argument used by President Bush for going to war.Sigh.From the 2003 State Of The Union Address:"Some have said we must not act until the threat is imminent. Since when have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107600801902666890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107600801902666890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600801902666890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600801902666890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/from-aol-news-article-washington-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107600526709793610</id><published>2004-02-05T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:43:40.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I promise I'll discuss the abortion issue next entry.Now, last entry was an Angry David piece.It's time to see Analytical David come out.You all know that I found JJ's little halftime show stunt to be insulting. That is all good and well to talk about. However, there's something more interesting to talk about here.If we operate under the assumption that CBS, MTV, and the performers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107600526709793610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107600526709793610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600526709793610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107600526709793610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-promise-ill-discuss-abortion-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107583317518572108</id><published>2004-02-03T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:37:49.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, here's the correct take on the Super Bowl Halftime Show.Justin Timberlake and Janet Jackson are selfish. Pompous. Self-absorbed. Unconcerned of others.Now *I* didn't find Janet's boob exposure that offensive. I don't have that stigma.Maybe *you* didn't find it that offensive.If they'd done this on another MTV awards show, it just would've been "MTV Slides Further Into the Moral </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107583317518572108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107583317518572108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107583317518572108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107583317518572108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-heres-correct-take-on-super-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107567268238463516</id><published>2004-02-01T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T14:00:19.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update: The NPAT test at www.vote-smart.org seems to be gone. That is, they seem to have changed it so that you can't take the test yourself. I'm not really sure why. Hopefully they'll put that back up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107567268238463516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107567268238463516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107567268238463516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107567268238463516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/02/update-npat-test-at-www.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107558798567442698</id><published>2004-01-31T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T14:28:40.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sandy and I are going to celebrate our one-year anniversary two days early by going to Benihana's. If you've never been there before, it's something to be experienced. The chef cooks the food on the very table you eat on (obviously your part of the table is de-ovenated). He puts on a little show, tossing food in the air and making Pikachu out of fried rice. Silly stuff like that. It's good times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107558798567442698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107558798567442698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107558798567442698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107558798567442698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/sandy-and-i-are-going-to-celebrate-our.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107555677978567541</id><published>2004-01-31T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T05:48:34.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I've researched all of the candidates for the Democratic Nomination.In the course of doing so, I've released three things:1) Not a one of the Democratic candidates should ever come near the White House.2) Research is exhausting.3) I hate politics.The third one was something I kind of knew already. Politicians are usually extremely shady, evasive, and petty. Some exceptions have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107555677978567541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107555677978567541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107555677978567541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107555677978567541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-ive-researched-all-of-candidates.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107520468861659828</id><published>2004-01-27T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T00:56:45.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a lot more I have to say about the Iraqi war, but I'm fairly sick of talking about it. So I'll save further comment for when I do Wesley Clark. Sharpton is still on schedule for tommorrow, I think.I thought I might've been getting tired of talking about mostly politics on this site. Sandy has mentioned that it gives her a headache. So I thought I'd write a nice piece that bridged the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107520468861659828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107520468861659828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107520468861659828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107520468861659828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/theres-lot-more-i-have-to-say-about.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107515361459489116</id><published>2004-01-26T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T14:03:48.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In case you haven't noticed by now, this website is not a diary or journal.It is a web blog.If you don't know the difference, a diary is a log of a person's daily activities and thoughts.A blog is essentially a conduit into that person's thoughts. It's a talk box.So while I will comment on the happenings of my life, I have no interest in turning this site into a "What did David do today?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107515361459489116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107515361459489116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107515361459489116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107515361459489116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/in-case-you-havent-noticed-by-now-this.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107513662955925128</id><published>2004-01-26T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T14:01:54.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Powell Admits Possibility Iraq had no WMDYes, I've been open to the possibility that Saddam never actually had WMD. I know that the Bush administration is still under the belief that he did, despite Kay's recent claims that he believed Saddam didn't have any WMDs. I know that our intelligence community may have made a mistake in assuming that Saddam had weapons in his possession.I know all of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107513662955925128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107513662955925128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107513662955925128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107513662955925128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/powell-admits-possibility-iraq-had-no.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107503754441378186</id><published>2004-01-25T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T05:52:39.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you want to know why we went into Iraq, click here. It's a preliminary report written by David Kay, the man previously in charge of the WMD search in IRAQ whom has since resigned to return to the private sector. The media's coverage of the report was simply "Kay report turns up no WMDs yet", which fails to address the report firmly stating that intent was there.People, intent was all that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107503754441378186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107503754441378186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107503754441378186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107503754441378186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/if-you-want-to-know-why-we-went-into.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107500844841437401</id><published>2004-01-24T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T21:29:34.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took the PAT test on the Project Vote Smart website, which is sent to most Presidential candidates. (The major exceptions being Howard Dean and George Bush.)This guy is apparently my best match for President of the United States. Wow, does he look like a dork. Guess that's why he's my best match.The full list of comparable candidates to myself is here. Note that the highest major candidate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107500844841437401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107500844841437401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107500844841437401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107500844841437401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-took-pat-test-on-project-vote-smart.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107500143504587760</id><published>2004-01-24T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T08:29:30.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend Mariela makes the following comments on my last update:I don't know if you realize this David, but you're a very conservative centrist. It's like the moderator asking Gen. Clark, "You voted for Nixon, you voted for Reagan, you praised Bush's bravery concerning the Iraq war. When did you suddenly decide you were a Democrat?" And to me, an election between Lieberman (Reasonably </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107500143504587760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107500143504587760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107500143504587760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107500143504587760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/my-friend-mariela-makes-following.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107495518685567079</id><published>2004-01-24T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T06:47:32.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One down, 6,344,100,587 to go.Well, I enjoyed doing the Dean thing last night, so later today I'll do Senator Joseph Lieberman. He's probably the best candidate out of the bunch. He doesn't deserve to take over for Bush, but at least he's reasonably principled.Anyway, before I go on with the festivities, I want to give you a better look at who I am politically. It will give you a chance to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107495518685567079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107495518685567079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107495518685567079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107495518685567079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/one-down-6344100587-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107486625460199471</id><published>2004-01-23T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T05:46:33.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going to analyze Howard Dean today.I was originally going to stop after what I wrote earlier about the two parents of "bipolar children". But hey, I've got the energy for it, and I'm bored. So let's go.The plan was to do Bush first tommorrow. But Bush can wait until after New Hampshire. He'll be there no matter what. I want to do the Democratic candidates before the nominating process </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107486625460199471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107486625460199471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107486625460199471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107486625460199471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-going-to-analyze-howard-dean-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107485943520983855</id><published>2004-01-23T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T04:09:05.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My milkshake is better than yours.And I have no idea what that means.I saw a piece on ABC news about bipolar disorder. It featured an interview of two mothers whose children allegedly suffered from it. They have written a book on the subject that I cannot remember the title of. That is, of course, irrelevant, because these two women were nutcases.First off, they mentioned that you can tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107485943520983855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107485943520983855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107485943520983855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107485943520983855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/my-milkshake-is-better-than-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107477397184556382</id><published>2004-01-22T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T04:21:34.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm baaaacccckkkkIn the saddle againToday's entry will be about.....wait for it.....politics!Oh, stop groaning. Okay, fine, I'll just go tell about all of the things that have happened in my life since my last entry.Which is, of course, absolutely nothing of note. I work, I play, I write, that's it. So politics it is.Actually, I think I will do a brief paragraph on the Roger Clemens </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107477397184556382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107477397184556382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107477397184556382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107477397184556382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-baaaacccckkkk-in-saddle-again.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107433650021982179</id><published>2004-01-17T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T02:57:35.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, in three days the Iowa Caucus is scheduled. For those not politically active, it's the first step in the process of nominating a Democratic Presidential candidate to run against Bush. So I'm in a political mood.I'm not, however, going to talk about the sorry lot of Democratic candidates. Instead, I'm going to respond to a silly article my dad sent me a link to. It was written for the New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107433650021982179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107433650021982179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107433650021982179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107433650021982179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/okay-in-three-days-iowa-caucus-is.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107417283972528159</id><published>2004-01-15T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T05:22:32.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dean Urged Clinton to Take Action in BosniaI don't get it.Dean's rep says action in Bosnia was justified for humanitarian purposes. So all of the raping and mass murdering Saddam Hussein inflicted on his own people doesn't qualify?I don't get it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107417283972528159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107417283972528159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107417283972528159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107417283972528159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/dean-urged-clinton-to-take-action-in.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107416753427678588</id><published>2004-01-15T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T05:18:31.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sigh.You know, I wrote a huge entry last night on the signing of Roger Clemens, and it got fucking wasted by my computer. Very demoralizing.Well, anyway I've finally gotten everything set up at my new pad. So I should be back to updating semi-regularly again. Won't do it tonight, due to talking at Sandy for a couple of hours about the hyprocracy of Howard Dean. I'll sum it up real quick: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107416753427678588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107416753427678588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107416753427678588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107416753427678588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107303831743722164</id><published>2004-01-02T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T02:12:15.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quick post to let ya'll know what's up:I've recently moved apartments. Not apartment complexes mind you. Just apartments. Now, the phone line has not been moved yet. Therefore, it's a bitch to come over here and get on the internet. So I'm not gonna do it much. If I have to, I'll write an entry tommorrow from my old apartment. Hopefully my phone line will be switched over by then so I won't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107303831743722164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107303831743722164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107303831743722164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107303831743722164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2004/01/quick-post-to-let-yall-know-whats-up.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107277225364610686</id><published>2003-12-30T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T00:17:51.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ya'll don't even know how throwed my life is.I'm sorry, probably about 3 people in the world understood that last sentence. Lemme try again:My life is beyond strange sometimes. - Sandy and I spent Christmas Eve at my mom's house. While we're there, my mom decides to show Sandy baby pictures of me....some of them featuring a naked David. Now, a naked David can be a wonderous, miraculous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107277225364610686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107277225364610686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107277225364610686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107277225364610686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/yall-dont-even-know-how-throwed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107251595964244355</id><published>2003-12-27T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T01:06:16.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't posted in a bit.Actually, good reason for it: I've been moving. Right now I live with my brother at the apartment complex he works at. Now, the manager of this complex used to be my mom. It now is not. Therefore, they have decided to charge us rent. Therefore, we need to move into a smaller unit. So there ya go. Moving sucks. We still aren't even done yet.- I'd touch on the Mad Cow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107251595964244355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107251595964244355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107251595964244355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107251595964244355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/havent-posted-in-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107191082307580552</id><published>2003-12-20T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T01:00:38.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Small post today. Really.Tommorrow I'm going to my cousin's....uh.....it's something Mexican, when you turn 15 and you do a dance. Sandy can help me out here. I can pronounce it, but I'm too chicken to try and spell it. Anyway, my cousin Amanda is half Mexican, so that's what I'm doing tommorrow. Of course, Sandy is tagging along. As you can imagine, the last thing she expected us to be doing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107191082307580552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107191082307580552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107191082307580552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107191082307580552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/small-post-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107182617491148273</id><published>2003-12-19T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T01:29:49.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yo yo yo.Haven't written in a while, due to a combination of my computer sucking and coming to the realization that writing as much as I was as often as I was writing it was going to lead to me getting burnt out. It's probably better that I write smaller entries for now, so that's what I'll do. I'll save the large entries for the weekends.So I'm at work listening to talk radio, and as we're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107182617491148273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107182617491148273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107182617491148273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107182617491148273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/yo-yo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107156391282233291</id><published>2003-12-16T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T00:38:46.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I lied.I said I was going to update yesterday, and I didn't. Sorry.However, I have an excellent reason for not doing so: my computer has shit itself. Until I figure out what's going on and how to fix it, I have to do some computer acrobatics just to get AOL to run. And since I don't trust the system to not suddenly reboot, I really don't want to try and write a David-sized blog entry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107156391282233291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107156391282233291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107156391282233291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107156391282233291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/okay-so-i-lied.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107131014747767328</id><published>2003-12-13T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T02:09:20.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm really pissed off right now.Tommorrow I'll write an entry on why. But right now even thinking about what's pissing me off makes me, uh, pissed off. So tommorrow it is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107131014747767328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107131014747767328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107131014747767328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107131014747767328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-really-pissed-off-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107121940580660635</id><published>2003-12-12T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T00:56:57.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the Key Nation. Short entry tonight, as I haven't put nearly enough time into Final Fantasy X-2 lately. - In a previous entry, I countered an argument put forth by William Savage, a talk show host that's on 950 KPRC from 9 PM-12 AM. His argument was that America's pornography and decadent lifestyle was mostly to blame for 9/11.Well, tonight someone called in and mentioned that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107121940580660635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107121940580660635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107121940580660635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107121940580660635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/welcome-to-key-nation.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107113332700987343</id><published>2003-12-11T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T01:35:20.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I stated I was going to share a discussion I had with a few of my coworkers, but since I am wacky and unpredictable I think I'll talk about the past few hours instead.It's 11:45 pm, and I'm at work. Our supervisor Jim tells us he smells gas, the fire department shows up, yada-yada-yada....we get to leave at midnight, an hour and a half early. So my coworker Molly decides that some of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107113332700987343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107113332700987343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107113332700987343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107113332700987343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/yesterday-i-stated-i-was-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107105019794942857</id><published>2003-12-10T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T01:56:50.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Personal time: - I love the people that I work with. They're fun, nice, and wacky. That's exactly how I am, so it works out lovely. However, sometimes their ignorance really bothers me. For one thing, a lot of them are big Bible-thumpers, and while they won't go harrassing gay people for example, they do believe that homosexuality is a sin. They are scared to death of gay marriages, and they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107105019794942857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107105019794942857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107105019794942857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107105019794942857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/personal-time-i-love-people-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107104950230368587</id><published>2003-12-10T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T01:46:08.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, enough politics. Let's move on. - I saw Phone Booth over the weekend, and I was floored. This is one of those movies that, in just about any sense of the word, is a huge success. It did well at the box office, it had a low budget (It was shot in a few days with only one principal set), and it had great artistic merit. That's exactly the kind of movies that Hollywood needs more of. If you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107104950230368587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107104950230368587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107104950230368587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107104950230368587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/okay-enough-politics.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107104833213226641</id><published>2003-12-10T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T01:25:44.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi, I'm David Key, and you're not. - First off, let me take this opportunity to pimp Final Fantasy X-2, the first ever direct sequel to a Final Fantasy game. Now, Final Fantasy X had a fairly serious tone running through it. For the sequel, Squaresoft went way into left field and turned its main characters into some strange version of the Charlie's Angels. Can't complain, as the game is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107104833213226641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107104833213226641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107104833213226641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107104833213226641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/hi-im-david-key-and-youre-not.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107095949953455992</id><published>2003-12-09T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T00:49:43.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today God decided to send me a little memo...God: You're feeling very comfortable with your life.Me: *jumps, startled* Oh, hey there God. I guess a polite "hi" for a greeting would be asking a bit much.God: For what reason would I have developed a need for pleasantries?Me: Right.....right. (silence)Me: So, uh, what's up?God: You are complacent.Me: I am?God: Please do not waste</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107095949953455992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107095949953455992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107095949953455992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107095949953455992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/today-god-decided-to-send-me-little.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107085592190173479</id><published>2003-12-07T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T20:13:18.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally, I have something to talk about other than politics: -  I spent the day with the lovely Sandy De La Cruz playing Glow In The Dark Putt Putt Golf over at the Jillian's entertainment complex on I-10. Very, very fun. Believe it or not, it was Sandy's first time playing Putt Putt golf EVER. Unreal. How do you go through life without ever having gone putt putting? I love that girl to death, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107085592190173479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107085592190173479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107085592190173479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107085592190173479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/finally-i-have-something-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107085433390304524</id><published>2003-12-07T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T19:37:24.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally got comments enabled here. Thanks to Rachele for sending me over to www.bighar.com/blogspeak. So go ahead and comment away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107085433390304524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107085433390304524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107085433390304524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107085433390304524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-finally-got-comments-enabled-here.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107079900686939068</id><published>2003-12-07T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T04:10:18.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll post later on today. Was planning on posting tonight, but got caught up in some shenanigans that took up all of my time today. Right now I'm going to sleep. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107079900686939068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107079900686939068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107079900686939068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107079900686939068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/ill-post-later-on-today.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107070315522640247</id><published>2003-12-06T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T01:32:46.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I mentioned that I listened to a lot of talk radio in my last entry.One of the personalities I listen to is a man by the name of William Savage. I've enjoyed listening to him, as he makes his case by presenting facts. I admire that.I did hear him say something that speaks volumes on how most conservatives think. Mr. Savage wants to hold a porn burning party in San Francisco in January to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107070315522640247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107070315522640247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107070315522640247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107070315522640247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-mentioned-that-i-listened-to-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107062586496457082</id><published>2003-12-05T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T04:04:36.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The name's Key. David Key.I feel like touching a few subjects tonight, so here we go. -  If you watched the local news last night, you might have seen a story about a couple of people jumping someone at Dynasty Supermarket in Chinatown, near Beltway 8 and Bellaire. Most stories like this don't bother me, but this one does because that supermarket is right next to my apartment complex. I even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107062586496457082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107062586496457082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107062586496457082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107062586496457082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/names-key.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107053364358621478</id><published>2003-12-04T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T02:27:34.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eventually, I will rename this blog once I have thought up a better title for it. Sadly, I am not very clever when it comes to captions, titles, and the like. So "Dig The D" it is for now.Besides, I like it, and isn't that what matters? The way *I* feel about it?....well, screw you too.I'm in a weird mood tonight. On the one hand, not so pleasant happenings have happened today. On the other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107053364358621478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107053364358621478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107053364358621478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107053364358621478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/eventually-i-will-rename-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107044369093041711</id><published>2003-12-03T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T01:28:21.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the way, here's a note for all of you out there: if my grammar is off, or something's misspelled, just try to keep in mind that I will be updating daily at around 3:00 AM. That's after having spent eight hours at work and two hours on the road.In particular, I'm thinking of one English major who might very well point out every mistake I make. To you, I say.....bring it on, sister.Bring it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107044369093041711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107044369093041711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107044369093041711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107044369093041711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/by-way-heres-note-for-all-of-you-out.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107044290585360539</id><published>2003-12-03T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T01:15:16.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My girlfriend and I celebrated our tenth anniversery today. Only it was ten years so much as it was ten months, and we didn't celebrate so much as say "Happy 2nd" to each other. Uneventful? Yes. Meaningful? Arguably not, as it hasn't even been a year yet. But hey, I like keeping track of the length of my relationships.Whenever I mention a person in this blog that I haven't mentioned in the past</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107044290585360539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107044290585360539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107044290585360539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107044290585360539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/my-girlfriend-and-i-celebrated-our.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</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-6156138.post-107035597574102178</id><published>2003-12-02T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T01:45:12.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you're reading this, then you most likely know who I am already. I don't envision anybody besides my small, small group of friends ever reading a word I write here. I do however love to entertain and enlighten, and so I will try to give them something interesting to read every day. To those friends, I hope this blog helps you understand me a bit better.If by some small miracle you have found</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/feeds/107035597574102178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6156138&amp;postID=107035597574102178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107035597574102178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6156138/posts/default/107035597574102178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digthed.blogspot.com/2003/12/if-youre-reading-this-then-you-most.html' title=''/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13075513589501810461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
