<?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-5832040</id><updated>2011-07-01T08:10:34.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confounded Accusations</title><subtitle type='html'>I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad/ The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>419</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114600063456092185</id><published>2006-04-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T14:30:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weiss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114600063456092185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114600063456092185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114600063456092185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114600063456092185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/04/weiss.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114383379728122626</id><published>2006-03-31T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T13:46:36.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HeyWell, it's been raining for 24 straight days. Man, it set some sort of local record. The rain makes me miserable. It makes most folks miserable. The central liberry where i work is totally like THUNDERDOME. With all the rain fall there isn't anywhere else for the homeless to hang out. I guess that, well it seems like there are some homeless cliques that don't really get along with other ones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114383379728122626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114383379728122626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114383379728122626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114383379728122626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-well-its-been-raining-for-24.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114288268847676268</id><published>2006-03-20T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T11:24:49.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my grandpa has bone cancer. He's had it for a few years now but it's been in remission. It's back now. He's old and is prolly going to die soon. He taught me how to ride a bike and gave me my first ten speed. He was in WWII. Fought in the Pacific. He told me some stories about going down holes and flushing Japs out so that his comrades could pop em'. That's hardcore. After the war he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114288268847676268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114288268847676268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114288268847676268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114288268847676268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-my-grandpa-has-bone-cancer.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114263950744004321</id><published>2006-03-17T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:51:47.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to tell a story and not be too one sided about it. This lady that I work with told me that she had a cat that she couldn't take care of anymore and she wanted to know if I knew of anyone who might want it. My sister in law Margie works for Forgotten Felines so I told her that I would take the cat in hopes of placing it with some other owner. Good idea right? Well I got the cat, which had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114263950744004321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114263950744004321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114263950744004321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114263950744004321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-want-to-tell-story-and-not-be-too.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114203038975022804</id><published>2006-03-10T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T10:44:42.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SICK DAY MOVIE REVIEWSSo I was homesick yesterday. I had a fever and was all weak and shit. Not that I'm usually any different but like, yesterday was worse. Maybe 2/3rds worse. It's hard to quantify shit like this. Anyway I was home, bedridden and thus spent the day watching DVDs. Not bad. I saw three. One great, one good and one that was pretty cool. First I watched X-MEN II. I'd already seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114203038975022804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114203038975022804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114203038975022804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114203038975022804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-day-movie-reviews-so-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114176943460272176</id><published>2006-03-07T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:10:34.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up. My stomach hurts. I found a link to some footage from PUNK SLAM. Check it out. It's off of the Ashtray website. We left during Ashtray's set. The short girl in green stood next to me during the wrestling. She is really short. Like five foot one...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114176943460272176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114176943460272176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114176943460272176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114176943460272176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/whats-up.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114169399436971841</id><published>2006-03-06T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:13:14.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Times up. Sorry I left you. Man, it's like a PARTY IN THE MORGUE up in here. I have no idea what that means. It just sort of leapt out at me. I'm at work. It SUCKS right now. It is so busy that I am doing this. I mean, it is busy and the only thing that's keeping me from FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT is that I'm taking five to write to all of you.I went to Punk Slam last Saturday. It was a combo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114169399436971841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114169399436971841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114169399436971841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114169399436971841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/03/times-up.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054179737824979</id><published>2006-02-21T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:09:57.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some chick's butt. I think Zelly may have taken this picture. She had the camera for awhile.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054179737824979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054179737824979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054179737824979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054179737824979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-chicks-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054168549675271</id><published>2006-02-21T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:08:05.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The race was on that big ass movie screen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054168549675271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054168549675271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054168549675271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054168549675271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/race-was-on-that-big-ass-movie-screen.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114054159286579527</id><published>2006-02-21T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T09:06:32.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and Zelly went to the big bike race yesterday. It was really fun. I like bikes. I think you know that. With all the attention on the race it was like a bike holiday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114054159286579527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114054159286579527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054159286579527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114054159286579527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-and-zelly-went-to-big-bike-race.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-114028854116294673</id><published>2006-02-18T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T10:49:50.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, if anyone wants a sneak peek of what's to come her you go....  ISEEROBOTS.COM  I just bought it and set it up a minute ago. I plan to have Paypal links and all that sort of stuff. Tell me what you think. Or don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/114028854116294673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=114028854116294673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114028854116294673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/114028854116294673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/ok-if-anyone-wants-sneak-peek-of-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113986934332049522</id><published>2006-02-13T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T14:22:23.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, so today is a good day. I officially finished work on I See Robots. That's the name of my as of a few days ago unnamed robot project. It's a twelve page +3 supplemental pages (all in all 15 pages) black and white comic with a card stock cover.  It's the tale of a population of robots that are driven from their home planet due to pollution issues involving their batteries. I like it a lot. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113986934332049522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113986934332049522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113986934332049522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113986934332049522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-so-today-is-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113961072862866135</id><published>2006-02-10T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T14:32:08.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The school behind my house was playing "Tainted Love" By Soft Cell over and over again this morning. I mean literally, over and over again. It would end and then they would start it over at the beginning.Sometimes on Fridays they play music over the P.A system for the kids. I imagine it's because they've been good or achieved some sort of goal. Usually they play the Beatles or some shit like that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113961072862866135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113961072862866135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113961072862866135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113961072862866135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/school-behind-my-house-was-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113936307185604742</id><published>2006-02-07T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:44:31.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, sorry. I didn't mean to leave you ignored. It's just that I've been working on a project. I hate it when people make an excuse after an apology. Just say sorry and leave it at that. It doesn't matter why you've done something wrong. Just that you did and that you are sorry for having done it.My comic is coming along swimmingly. Matter of fact issue one should get all done by Friday. Maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113936307185604742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113936307185604742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113936307185604742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113936307185604742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113382488542577616</id><published>2005-12-05T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:21:25.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The wood stacking went swimmingly. I actually enjoyed it. I had a nice system. I took a few snapshots of the beauty pile and will post them in a day or two. Maybe I won't. I don't know. So, well thanks go out to Mean for going ahead and thinking on my not getting promoted as well as offering up his back to help with the stack. Good man. Hey Evil, how is Devil-T? Still with us? I hope so. I had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113382488542577616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113382488542577616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113382488542577616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113382488542577616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/12/wood-stacking-went-swimmingly.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113356111377798722</id><published>2005-12-02T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:05:13.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We bought some wood today. a coard. chord? I don't know. It's 128 cubic feet of wood. That is a lot. A whole lot. I had no idea how much till the dudes came and piled it on our driveway. Now i have to split it and stack it. I like to split wood so that's no big deal but the stacking is rough. The dude showed us a special technique for the stack. It's like cris-cross sort of. Like making A house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113356111377798722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113356111377798722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113356111377798722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113356111377798722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-bought-some-wood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113338145992109294</id><published>2005-11-30T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T12:10:59.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been making some little comics lately. I've made three. They're like 10 panels each. Mostly funny stuff. I need to get a scanner and post them here. My drawings are really bad but kind of funny. I drew a cat standing next to this guy and it's so bad that i laughed for a minute straight. At least. Maybe fifty percent of the humor is in the art. It's subtle. It's actually kind of funny that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113338145992109294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113338145992109294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113338145992109294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113338145992109294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-been-making-some-little-comics.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113268400407260964</id><published>2005-11-22T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:26:44.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>    Well I got passed over for a promotion at work. I put in for a job at the Rincon valley branch which is maybe, two minutes via bike from my launch pad. Man. I'm all bummed. I wanted the job and all but mostly i feel like they don't like me now or that they don't view me as capable. I think that maybe I need to take this as a lesson and start working toward improving my work rate. That's how i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113268400407260964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113268400407260964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113268400407260964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113268400407260964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-i-got-passed-over-for-promotion.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113054575221964809</id><published>2005-10-28T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T17:29:12.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night we got pizza.  I haven't eaten pizza in a really long time. I'm on a self imposed diet. I need to drop like, 10 lbs in the gut. My cool shirts don't fit. Anyway, so i ate pizza last night. I think i had seven pieces. Now, and i know that this is going to be really hard to believe, i feel like SHIT. Like total shit. Man, i have stomach problems galore. I gorged myself. I ate to where I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113054575221964809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113054575221964809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113054575221964809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113054575221964809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-night-we-got-pizza.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113046024638180703</id><published>2005-10-27T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T17:44:08.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conflict. Seems like there is always some kind of conflict going on in my life. I'm hard to get along with. I know that much but damn dude. It think may be that the shit that goes on, that other people kind of let slide, I think that I take that shit totally to heart. Whatever. It isn't like the end of the universe or anything. Rohi, my friend that I wrote about in the last post. Is really self </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113046024638180703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113046024638180703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113046024638180703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113046024638180703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/conflict.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113035873517116931</id><published>2005-10-26T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T13:36:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm having conflict with this girlfriend of mine. Not Sara. Anyway when we were in high school i was in love with her. It was one of those high school things but it's bigger i suppose that she's the love of my life. It's like that. We never were involved that way and eventually we lost contact. Few, maybe like one year ago we were reunited by a chance meeting and have started to socialize a bit. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113035873517116931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113035873517116931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113035873517116931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113035873517116931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-having-conflict-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113027041187803033</id><published>2005-10-25T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:00:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So this morning I got caught in this loop with Zelly. She said that she wanted Maritza to move away. I didn't really wanna play along so I just said "ok". Then she said "But then I'll never get to see her again" and started to bawl hysterically. So I told her that Maritza could stay. She said that wasn't cool cause she wanted her to leave then she said that she'd miss her, after I said that I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113027041187803033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113027041187803033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113027041187803033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113027041187803033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-this-morning-i-got-caught-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113010113889407852</id><published>2005-10-23T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:58:58.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hellokitty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113010113889407852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113010113889407852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010113889407852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010113889407852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/hellokitty.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113010063517932148</id><published>2005-10-23T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T13:50:35.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>allthingsflash.com - flash games, cartoons, movies, fun, etc.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113010063517932148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113010063517932148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010063517932148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113010063517932148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/allthingsflash.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113008989659059341</id><published>2005-10-23T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:51:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my cousin Tom and Uncle John used to always tell me how dope THE CRUSHER was whenever they'd catch me watching WWF. he looks kinda dope. Kinda' doped up. God bless the dead. The crazy wrestling dead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113008989659059341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113008989659059341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008989659059341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008989659059341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-cousin-tom-and-uncle-john-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113008971658729741</id><published>2005-10-23T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:48:36.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Professional Wrestling Online Museum - Ring Chronicle Hall of Fame Inductee - The Crusher  R.I.P to a true wrestling legend. THE CRUSHER. Hope you pound some ass and some beers where ever in the hell it is that old school wrestlers go after they die...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113008971658729741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113008971658729741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008971658729741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113008971658729741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/professional-wrestling-online-museum.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-113001377257129891</id><published>2005-10-22T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:42:52.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm off to this birthday party across the street from my house. It's the big day for these little Mexican twins, Marco and Lalo. They're nice, totally unruly and kind of stoic. Really they're totally stone faced. I can see the big blow up jumpy thing from my window. I get nervous about this kinda shit. I don't wanna go but can't see any way around it. I mean it's right across the street. Directly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/113001377257129891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=113001377257129891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113001377257129891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/113001377257129891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-off-to-this-birthday-party-across.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112993396834628017</id><published>2005-10-21T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:32:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just moved the entire biography section over one shelf. Why? I'm not really sure. Cause i was asked to i guess. It was really boring. Now I am done. I have like 2 and one half hours of work left and no idea what I'm gonna do with it. Prolly shelf a little bit. I mean we are super DUPER caught up so any shelving is really just to appear to be doing something as opposed to doing something that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112993396834628017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112993396834628017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112993396834628017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112993396834628017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-moved-entire-biography-section.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112983435302987138</id><published>2005-10-20T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:52:33.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey. I went to the laundry mat yesterday. Have you ever been? It's weird. While i was there, Zelly came with me and we got to talking about various whatevers and she told me that someday she want to have a son and that she is going to name him Paint. I like that name. She told me that Paint was going to work in an animal rescue center and that he would never hurt animals or eat them or put thme </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112983435302987138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112983435302987138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112983435302987138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112983435302987138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112967383027501692</id><published>2005-10-18T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:33:48.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have to try and picture this. I have this excercise device. I call it a Lex flexer after Lex Luger, the wrestler. It's a tightly coiled spring with a handle on each side. You push the two sides together. It works the chest, arms and shoulders. I like it. It's old school and it's helped me to have nice shoulders which chicks dig. Anyhow i was doing some sets when Zelly came up and started to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112967383027501692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112967383027501692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112967383027501692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112967383027501692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-have-to-try-and-picture-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112959614994944070</id><published>2005-10-17T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:42:32.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this weekend was fun. Ok, Shane, I saw an add in the paper for the dirty book store's little signing deal. It was on the sport's page. They said that Shane of SHANE'S WORLD fame was going to be there. When i was courting Maritza we watched a bit of porn and the shit that we both liked was this Shane's World stuff. It's kind of fun and no one seems to be getting fucked against their will. That's a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112959614994944070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112959614994944070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112959614994944070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112959614994944070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-weekend-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112942419324644695</id><published>2005-10-15T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:56:33.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHANE. Our local porn store was having a little meet and great today with SHANE! from Shane's World. We went but were lucky enough to bump into her outside. She was hells of nice. No shit. We chit-chatted for a sec. She seemed to want to talk more but i blew her off. Really.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112942419324644695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112942419324644695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942419324644695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942419324644695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/shane.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112942408933603653</id><published>2005-10-15T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:54:49.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A pic i took for Joe. I hope he can use it in some way.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112942408933603653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112942408933603653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942408933603653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942408933603653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/pic-i-took-for-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112942402636550646</id><published>2005-10-15T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:53:46.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We went to this funny little punk rock garage sale. Didn't buy nothing. We're ass-out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112942402636550646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112942402636550646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942402636550646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942402636550646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-went-to-this-funny-little-punk-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112942398467212468</id><published>2005-10-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:53:04.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a cool cactus that i saw at Luther Burbank's garden. Maritza said she used to eat these. I wonder what the thistles taste like?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112942398467212468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112942398467212468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942398467212468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112942398467212468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-cool-cactus-that-i-saw-at.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112916166223509744</id><published>2005-10-12T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:02:34.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey, so i made this earlier today. It's my morning post put through that voice thing. I think it's kind of funny It only works if you right click and use the Save As  deal...   Click here....   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112916166223509744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112916166223509744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112916166223509744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112916166223509744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-so-i-made-this-earlier-today.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112914137895935221</id><published>2005-10-12T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T11:23:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>off to Rohi's house. Me and Zelly is gonna play around with her and her two little kids. I'll try and take some pictures. How gay is that? Well, i went over hwy 12 yesterday on the way home from work. I rode with Andy, he's a tech II in ref. I smoked his silly ass. I made him turn all pink from the frantic pace I set. I'm getting pretty fast on the DUNELT. We're really making a connection. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112914137895935221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112914137895935221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112914137895935221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112914137895935221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/off-to-rohis-house.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112898043719465855</id><published>2005-10-10T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T14:40:37.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the strangest scariest thing happened. I was leaving to come here. I'm at work and as i was saying goodbye to Zelly and Maritza Zelly told me that I had to ride my bike on the sidewalk today cause i was gonna get sqooshed. I was totally freaked. I didn't wanna ride anymore. Nevertheless i did. Rode and stayed on the sidewalk and all is well. I wonder if Zelly has psychic powers? I hope not. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112898043719465855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112898043719465855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112898043719465855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112898043719465855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/strangest-scariest-thing-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112896425800167536</id><published>2005-10-10T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:10:58.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey, ok... the world,my world is totally falling apart. Fear not.  It isn't like one  of my normal, i'm depressed and wanna kill my silly self kind of things. It's more of a literal, things are actually falling apart deal. Not at all like Pakastan or anything but all sorts of things that i use daily are crashing. This happens from time to time. I need a computer monitor. Mine broke, started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112896425800167536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112896425800167536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112896425800167536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112896425800167536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112871118654927445</id><published>2005-10-07T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T11:53:06.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TTS Interactive Demo  Hey, Evil gave me this link. It's super great. SUPER GREAT. I fucked with dozens of people so far. Mostly Maritza. I told Zelly that the computer caught her smelling farts. Then played a sound clip of it saying so. Check it out. It's fun. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112871118654927445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112871118654927445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112871118654927445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112871118654927445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/tts-interactive-demo-hey-evil-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112863522958529352</id><published>2005-10-06T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T14:47:09.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is this girl that I have a really big crush on upstairs. I'm at work. In the basement. Her name is Emily and she works at the pharmacy where I get my meds at. She has kind of a big nose, which I like for some reason and really cute little "V" cut vampire bangs. She's been super nice to me everytime that I've gone in to pick something up. I want to talk to her. I wish that there was some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112863522958529352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112863522958529352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112863522958529352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112863522958529352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-is-this-girl-that-i-have-really.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112862702005849884</id><published>2005-10-06T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T12:30:20.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile. Sorry. I got a DVD burner for my computer and a new bike from EvilSizer that i've been tinkering up on. I also been reading about how it's gonna be easy to take the harddrive outta Sara Bir's old computer and put it up in mine. I need the space to store dumb MMA fighting videos i'm gonna put on disc. This is SOOOOOOOOOOO boring. I am sorry. It's been kinda slow around here...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112862702005849884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112862702005849884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112862702005849884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112862702005849884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112800760658051311</id><published>2005-09-29T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:26:46.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UnPink- The Jiggly Fall of an Alt-Porn Icon  Suicide Girls, a sham? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112800760658051311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112800760658051311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112800760658051311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112800760658051311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/unpink-jiggly-fall-of-alt-porn-icon.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112793213799940874</id><published>2005-09-28T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T11:28:58.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>His Inkiness: first photo of a monster - World - smh.com.au I've always been obsessed with GIANT SQUID&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I'm totally stoked on this snapshot...! my day is now officially good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112793213799940874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112793213799940874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112793213799940874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112793213799940874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/his-inkiness-first-photo-of-monster.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112786027983241286</id><published>2005-09-27T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:31:19.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i figured it'd been awhile since i posted any photos so i went out today and took some. Word. I went over to THE ABANDONED SELF SELF SERVE CARWASH. It's about a half mile from my house. Mostly i wanted to try out the new speed-o-meter i got for my bike but that's another story. (avg spd 12 MPH, max.. downhill 26.8, i was tearing ass) So ya, me and Devil T used to hang out over there and get high </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112786027983241286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112786027983241286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786027983241286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786027983241286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-figured-itd-been-awhile-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112786018779571652</id><published>2005-09-27T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:29:47.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112786018779571652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112786018779571652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786018779571652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786018779571652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_112786018779571652.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112786015496367061</id><published>2005-09-27T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:34:42.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112786015496367061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112786015496367061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786015496367061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786015496367061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112786007044131275</id><published>2005-09-27T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:27:50.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112786007044131275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112786007044131275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786007044131275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786007044131275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112786002954683251</id><published>2005-09-27T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:30:26.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112786002954683251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112786002954683251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786002954683251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112786002954683251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_112786002954683251.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112785926290293212</id><published>2005-09-27T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:14:22.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Broken ass machine at the ABANDONED SELF SERVE CARWASH</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112785926290293212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112785926290293212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112785926290293212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112785926290293212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/broken-ass-machine-at-abandoned-self.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112778059565196256</id><published>2005-09-26T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:23:15.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey, so this weekend i rode my bike around the valley. It was fun. I went to this bookstore on hwy 12. It's called Paperbacks Unlimited. It's kind of a cool place, Maritza hates it though. Says it's for hicks and dorks. I am both. Anyway, how it works is you can trade in old paperbacks that you have and then use that credit toward getting new books. The catch is that you have to pay 30 percent of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112778059565196256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112778059565196256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112778059565196256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112778059565196256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-so-this-weekend-i-rode-my-bike.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112750008257386696</id><published>2005-09-23T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T11:28:05.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My cat Polk is a talker, A big talker. No shit. She is the most talkative cat that i've ever come across. She never NEVER shuts up. Unless she's asleep. She even makes wierd little growls while she eats. She must be part feral cat. She's all squirlly. We get along great.  She only loves me. I like that. I'm the only person that she lets touch her. Ok, here is the point of this story. It wouldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112750008257386696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112750008257386696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112750008257386696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112750008257386696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-cat-polk-is-talker-big-talker.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112743636687788942</id><published>2005-09-22T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:14:14.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After almost getting sqooosh-ed the other day i'm totally jumpy riding my bike around. I hope that it'll pass. I'm sure that i will but right now, at this moment, as we speak i'm really nervous about riding home. Traffic is pretty bad this time'a day so, you know i might get killed. It really could happen. Wierd. Let's hope that it doesn't. That'd leave my household rudderless. Can't have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112743636687788942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112743636687788942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112743636687788942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112743636687788942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/after-almost-getting-sqooosh-ed-other.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112724605680650983</id><published>2005-09-20T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:54:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man, i was riding my bike home from work yesterday and as i cruised though a crosswalk this car like accelerated and braked like, no shit 6 inches from my leg. I was looking down at his bumper, watching it get closer and closer to me befor finally stopping. It was really scary. I could see myself getting tapped and falling down into the street.  He wasn't going fast enough to really hurt me. Not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112724605680650983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112724605680650983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112724605680650983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112724605680650983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/man-i-was-riding-my-bike-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112716078693039313</id><published>2005-09-19T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:13:06.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, it looks like my little poll is  a tie. That means that, uhm i guess it means that i'm going to do what i want. So i will not be attending Tristan's going away party. I guess this is all in the vein of me keeping it real. What i mean is that, i've been on the outs with him for a couple of years now so i might as well keep on going with that instead of giving into sentiment. Do i really care</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112716078693039313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112716078693039313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112716078693039313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112716078693039313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-it-looks-like-my-little-poll-is.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112709944017878580</id><published>2005-09-18T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T20:10:40.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i saw this movie this afternoon. It was called The Missing. Ron Howard directed it. Tommy Lee Jones played an Indian Wigger. Like Apache, not hindu. That's all besides the point. During the course of the film, which was all right, he says something interesting. He says, "everyone has a good dog, and a bad dog inside of them. The dog that you feed the most, wins" or some shit like that.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112709944017878580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112709944017878580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112709944017878580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112709944017878580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-i-saw-this-movie-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112684083644313401</id><published>2005-09-15T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T20:20:36.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okey-Dokey, looks like as of this monemt, wed at 8:00 pm the little poll deal is tied. Well, that can't do so i'm gonna give it to MONDAY. That outta work it out. I wonder who voted? Like it matters.   I took the day off today from work and napped. I'm a winner like that. Hey, you know Robin, the Batman's buddy? Well you know that he changed his name to Nightwing right? Dick Grayson, that's the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112684083644313401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112684083644313401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112684083644313401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112684083644313401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/okey-dokey-looks-like-as-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112654815179387635</id><published>2005-09-12T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T11:02:31.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pickin' and grinnin'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112654815179387635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112654815179387635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112654815179387635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112654815179387635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/pickin-and-grinnin.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112654795959729316</id><published>2005-09-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T10:59:19.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so back a few years ago me and Devil-T had a falling out of sorts. It's a long story but to sum it up in a small way the main prob on my side was thatt he was a real immature ass dude. He was on this total self destructive "acid is the bomb" kind of kick. I had to cut him off.    I think it was like i hoped he'd change after having his oldest bro turn away from him. Thing was is that i got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112654795959729316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112654795959729316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112654795959729316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112654795959729316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-so-back-few-years-ago-me-and-devil.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112649226620975796</id><published>2005-09-11T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:31:06.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird. I feel so weird. Lately. I don't know how to explain it. It's confusing. I'm confused. I thought that i had a cold this morning. Now i think that i was just sort of, blue? I don't know if that's the right way to put it. I want to reset my life. I want to die and start all over and get the chance to do some things differently. That's such a cliche thing to be blah about. I'm cliche. Isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112649226620975796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112649226620975796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112649226620975796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112649226620975796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112630053223138956</id><published>2005-09-09T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:15:32.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like, last year or so there was this girl Keely, she worked at Sawyers News. That's across the street from the liberry. Anyway i used to go up in there to get cigarettes and gum or whatever. We would chi-chat and shit. I liked her. Not in the, i'd wanna do her way. She's gay. Totally gay. Like not all dikey but sort of a cute Boy-ish kind of deal.   Anyway to make a long story less boring I asked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112630053223138956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112630053223138956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112630053223138956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112630053223138956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/like-last-year-or-so-there-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112629730600125827</id><published>2005-09-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:21:46.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I rode my bike to work. It's really cold here. I guess that winter is starting to slide into place. I HATE the winter. It rains so i can't go for bike rides, so that means that i can't get any sun which means i get all pale. When i get pale i think it looks good to dye my hair black. So I get no sun or excercise, get pale and then dye my hair black. At that point i have no choice but to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112629730600125827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112629730600125827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112629730600125827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112629730600125827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-rode-my-bike-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112552381207236271</id><published>2005-08-31T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:30:12.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snake Jump - SFCave!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112552381207236271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112552381207236271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112552381207236271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112552381207236271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/snake-jump-sfcave.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112525943560539684</id><published>2005-08-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T13:03:55.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Common Cents. This is interesting. I got it wrong. If you nail this shit, well you're observant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112525943560539684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112525943560539684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112525943560539684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112525943560539684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/common-cents.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112525914762124450</id><published>2005-08-28T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:59:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight's the night like Betty Wright. The finale of the PRIDE GP. It's gonna be the shit. I am so excited. Mostly cause a bunch of fools are coming over to my pad and we're gonna drink margaritas and eat pizza whilst watching the world's best combat athletes beat the shit out of each other for money. I don't think that, for me anyhow life get's any better then this.    Mike Sexton, Evil knows </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112525914762124450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112525914762124450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112525914762124450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112525914762124450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/tonights-night-like-betty-wright.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112509304101458643</id><published>2005-08-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:50:41.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you wrote me off I'd understand itCause I've been on Some other planetSo come pick me upI've landed  :ben folds/ landed  I was thinking about this guy Mike Sexton. He was my junior high bully. He started kicking my ass the first day of seventh grade. His bully gimmick was a switchblade that he carried in his coat pocket. He liked to push me up against walls or lockers so he could covertly poke</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112509304101458643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112509304101458643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112509304101458643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112509304101458643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-you-wrote-me-off-id-understand-it.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112500358340797588</id><published>2005-08-25T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:59:43.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey, know the other day. How i told you about that hella-copter that was flying around my block? Well some dude wrote into our local paper, The Press Democrat. It's owned by the New Your Times, if that shit matters to you. Anyhow, here is a link to it.... LINK . It's sort of amusing. Considering you know the real story....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112500358340797588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112500358340797588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112500358340797588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112500358340797588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-know-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112493865029092415</id><published>2005-08-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:57:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Past Life Analysis, amusing to try. Once, maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112493865029092415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112493865029092415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112493865029092415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112493865029092415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/past-life-analysis-amusing-to-try.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112491588424636567</id><published>2005-08-24T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:59:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna post more on this later. I have some thoughts about Young MC. I see him as an innovator of sorts. Not like GrandWizard Theodore or whatever but i'd put him up there with some people that might suprise you. He's, musically at least as important as uhm, shit, EPMD? Ya, i'd have to say that he's an early innovator in the field of pop rap. Maybe the most important one to come along til </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112491588424636567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112491588424636567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112491588424636567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112491588424636567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-gonna-post-more-on-this-later.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112481987296207328</id><published>2005-08-23T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:57:53.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is my closet. It contains my collection of wrestling and MMA tapes. I want to hire someone to label and file them...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112481987296207328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112481987296207328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112481987296207328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112481987296207328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-my-closet.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112475055495827973</id><published>2005-08-22T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:42:34.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wierd. I was taking a poo. I was really cleaning out the pipes as they say when i heard this super loud rumbling. It was an aircraft of some sort. It was really fucking loud. So i hopped off the pooper and ran outside to check it out.   So, dig this. It was some huge ass military helicopter doing doughnuts over this house like, half a block away. The folks who lived there came out and started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112475055495827973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112475055495827973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112475055495827973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112475055495827973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/wierd.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112473718063588913</id><published>2005-08-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T11:59:40.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some strange bear pyramid. Fun if you smoke weed. I guess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112473718063588913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112473718063588913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473718063588913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473718063588913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/some-strange-bear-pyramid.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112473184031921774</id><published>2005-08-22T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:30:40.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things to do when you're bored - a bumper list of pointless timewasters</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112473184031921774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112473184031921774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473184031921774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473184031921774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-to-do-when-youre-bored-bumper.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112473170946942869</id><published>2005-08-22T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:28:29.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, this is the new template. I hope that you like it. I d, kind a. Check out over to the left. I put a couple of things on EBAY. I'd like for you to buy something. I need the skrill. Man, i've been a broken person lately. Things are WAY rough around the ranch. Zelly is a dick, Maritza is moody and i'm like inches away from a big time breakdown. I think that i can hold it together. No, i know i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112473170946942869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112473170946942869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473170946942869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112473170946942869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-this-is-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112352680459176442</id><published>2005-08-08T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T11:46:44.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Stockton's Satirium Satire Humor Parody Satirical Headlines | Photo Gallery of George Bush's Fondness for Bald Heads  ugh, what would you do if this cat rubbed your head? Word, i'd be so bugged out. Man, i gotta go to the factory right about now but i have a cool story about this dog we found and reunited with it's owner. Reunited and it feels so good......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112352680459176442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112352680459176442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112352680459176442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112352680459176442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/bill-stocktons-satirium-satire-humor.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112334205139917028</id><published>2005-08-06T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:27:31.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Asking people if they are off their meds is like the new way of axing them if they are all bugged out or what? It's true though, lately if i'm off my meds for a day. Like if i forget to take them one morning then i face the odds that i'm fixin' to be wigged the next day.   That's what happened yesterday.  I woke up totally weird. Like confused and jumpy. I had to call in sick to work because i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112334205139917028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112334205139917028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112334205139917028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112334205139917028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/asking-people-if-they-are-off-their.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112320270113934766</id><published>2005-08-04T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T17:45:01.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, nothing fun here. Move along. I found out that a 34 year old friend of mine is dating a young man that just this past wed celebrated his 21st b-day. Good for him, and her. She's such a pain in the ass that there is no way in hell that someone in her age group could handle the shit she serves up.Too much energy expansion. Codger would die. DIE.  I kid. Kind of. She is gonna read this and get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112320270113934766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112320270113934766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112320270113934766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112320270113934766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-nothing-fun-here.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112287564587068430</id><published>2005-07-31T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:54:05.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ocelot-1.jpg (JPEG Image, 800x600 pixels)  Ocelot. I rode my bike around Spring Lake today. Took about an hour. It was fun but alas I got a flat. It was the slow kind so i made it home all right but fuck dude. I mean, i'm gonna have to take it to the shop or at least go there and buy an inner tube or some shit. What a drag. I'm on this streak of just breaking shit. I prolly shouldn't be here now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112287564587068430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112287564587068430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112287564587068430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112287564587068430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/ocelot-1.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112275344622528544</id><published>2005-07-30T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T12:57:26.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I dyed my hair black. I don't like it. Think i'm fixing to get Maritza to give me a haircut when i get off. I don't think that i want to look faggy anymore. I kind of feel active and sort of go-getter-ish. I should try and look the part.  Maybe i could start wearing top hats and carry a cane and stuff. Like a coat with tails or something. Ya, i'm gonna shave my head.  I've started sleepwalking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112275344622528544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112275344622528544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112275344622528544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112275344622528544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dyed-my-hair-black.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112267531065091442</id><published>2005-07-29T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:15:10.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm reading this thing by Howard Zinn. He wrote A People's History Of The United States which is GREAT and you should read it NOW. Ok, he was giving advice to the youth of today and i feel that most of it was really usefull so here goes:...  Look for independent sources of information beyond the official pronouncments, the mass media, the formal education system. Go to the library. Understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112267531065091442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112267531065091442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112267531065091442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112267531065091442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-reading-this-thing-by-howard-zinn.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112258058505319742</id><published>2005-07-28T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T12:56:25.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Historical Lunatic Are You?From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.   I'm not too sure who this cat is. He's crazy though so ya, whatever. Take this if you are so obliged...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112258058505319742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112258058505319742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112258058505319742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112258058505319742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/which-historical-lunatic-are-youfrom.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112251814342236290</id><published>2005-07-27T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T19:35:45.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>World Beard and Moustache Championships</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112251814342236290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112251814342236290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112251814342236290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112251814342236290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/world-beard-and-moustache.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112250957757030990</id><published>2005-07-27T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:12:57.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to Tube Town again. Didn't really have fun this time. The kids were all being dickish and rohi was in a bad, no wierd mood. It's her b-day. I always get all pissy on mine. I hate to be the center of attention. She does too. Rohi told me that she wishes that nothing would happen and that no one would give her a cake or come over.  I gave her a plastic rings with little bitty sea shells inside</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112250957757030990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112250957757030990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112250957757030990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112250957757030990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/went-to-tube-town-again.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112240029212234560</id><published>2005-07-26T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T10:51:32.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's weird. I feel like being happy is just around the corner but i can't seem to get there. All the ingredients are in place i just can't finish the recipe. Does that make sense? It does to me. I think that if i keep on plugging along the feelings will come. Or they won't. Gotta keep plugging though.    I gotta jam. I've started riding my recently repaired bike to work. I used to carpool in w/ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112240029212234560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112240029212234560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112240029212234560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112240029212234560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112233785979619222</id><published>2005-07-25T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T17:31:00.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so dig this list.1.MP3 player2.pedometer3.Bike (two TWO flats)4.Washing Machine5.Dish Washer6.Watch   All of those things. Three of which i use like, daily all broke within the last three THREE days. I have no fucking clue as to what this string of wierdness is about. I don't believe in luck but this seems like some unlikely shit doesn't it? The bike, MP3 player and pedometer are essential to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112233785979619222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112233785979619222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112233785979619222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112233785979619222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-dig-this-list.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112227372495710424</id><published>2005-07-24T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T23:42:05.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seanbaby's Pro Wrestling Page  I used to go nuts for this game. My brother was Starman. I don't recall who i liked. I can't recall much sometimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112227372495710424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112227372495710424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112227372495710424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112227372495710424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/seanbabys-pro-wrestling-page-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112196462727284840</id><published>2005-07-21T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T09:50:27.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>R.I.P Doohan.   James stormed the beach at Normandy. He was plugged six times by Nazi slugs that day. What have you ever done with your silly ass?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112196462727284840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112196462727284840' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112196462727284840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112196462727284840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/r.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112183179281079249</id><published>2005-07-19T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:56:32.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Banana. She is Zelly's new cat. Margie (Maritza's sister) gave her to us. She is really cool, Banana and Marge. Zelly took this pic BTW.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112183179281079249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112183179281079249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112183179281079249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112183179281079249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-banana.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112183171191330778</id><published>2005-07-19T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:55:11.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEWSFLASH. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112183171191330778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112183171191330778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112183171191330778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112183171191330778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/newsflash.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112173411095650897</id><published>2005-07-18T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T11:07:14.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry that i've been absent from this. I know that you have come to count on me to bring some joy to your soul lacking lives but i've started a rewrite on the book i wrote the year before last and it's taking up a big hunk of my time and writing energy. I'm trying to do a thousand words a day on that son of a bitch and between that and watching my seed i don't have any time to spare.  I know, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112173411095650897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112173411095650897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112173411095650897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112173411095650897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/sorry-that-ive-been-absent-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112136526359051024</id><published>2005-07-14T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:21:03.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our backyard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112136526359051024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112136526359051024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136526359051024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136526359051024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-backyard.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112136524811440776</id><published>2005-07-14T11:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:20:48.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some planter boxes i built</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112136524811440776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112136524811440776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136524811440776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136524811440776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-planter-boxes-i-built.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112136523277975833</id><published>2005-07-14T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:20:32.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our falling apart deck</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112136523277975833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112136523277975833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136523277975833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136523277975833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-falling-apart-deck.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112136522246392481</id><published>2005-07-14T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T11:20:22.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zelly in the deck hole</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112136522246392481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112136522246392481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136522246392481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112136522246392481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/zelly-in-deck-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112118875376383559</id><published>2005-07-12T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:19:13.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been stressed lately. I get back-aches and shit. Kind of like everyone else i suppose. Oh well. Don't pity me. I'll bounce back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112118875376383559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112118875376383559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112118875376383559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112118875376383559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-been-stressed-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112067982952659671</id><published>2005-07-06T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:57:09.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I downloaded the discography of Public Enemy last night. Man, they are so totally great. I knew this already. I hope that you do too but if you don't, better recognize. They sound so futuristic. Even today. no, they sound like the sound of future, past. Does that make sense? They sound like what we thought the future would sound like, years ago. The future does kind of sound like them, not enough</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112067982952659671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112067982952659671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112067982952659671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112067982952659671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-downloaded-discography-of-public.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112058344871083239</id><published>2005-07-05T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T10:11:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sara was here for the weekend. We rode bikes. Went to a bbq at a drug dealer's house and watched Troy. Exciting all around. Read her blog, she already wrote about it. I coulda done better but far be it for me to overshadow her. She's outta work right now and she needs the adulation of the blog to keep her mood up. Matter of fact, why not go over there and tell her how much she means to you. Even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112058344871083239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112058344871083239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112058344871083239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112058344871083239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/sara-was-here-for-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-112042328093016849</id><published>2005-07-03T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T13:41:20.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sara Bir is on her way over to my house. I don't know what we'll end up doing. I'm a little tired. My sinuses was on bug so I took a pill and now feel a little bit to chill. Like disconected and disjointed. I imagine that I'll survive. I wish that we had a little bit more time then i think we do. It'd be fun to ride bikes and show her some Rincon Valley sites. There aren't many but I'd like for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/112042328093016849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=112042328093016849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112042328093016849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/112042328093016849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/07/sara-bir-is-on-her-way-over-to-my_03.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-111976499706352021</id><published>2005-06-25T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:49:57.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> It's true. Watch your back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/111976499706352021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=111976499706352021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/111976499706352021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/111976499706352021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832040.post-111976471004998409</id><published>2005-06-25T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:45:10.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey, this guy i work with. His name is Lote, died the other day in a car accident. He was a nice dude. We weren't close but i liked him. I felt comfortable around him which is uncommon.  I'm sad to see him go and wish him all the best with this dead thing.  Seriously. He was cool and it's like, people die and you can never predict who it's going to be. Give me one hundred guesses and i'd have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/feeds/111976471004998409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832040&amp;postID=111976471004998409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/111976471004998409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832040/posts/default/111976471004998409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benlid.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-this-guy-i-work-with.html' title=''/><author><name>..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17999722472312213039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.schenz.com/images/mustache/dali.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
